That teeny bug has been noticed by a man with imagination and humanity – what a delightful display of both, sir!

Well, I never went into that deep a thought about an insect that small. Very cool that you made me think about it.

Takes a gentle mind to notice what so many ignore or don’t even notice. Charming words, sir Vol.

Hello, Vol – So good to see you, thought you’d gone walk-about. No way of contacting you other than here and our time just don’t coincide, sadly. Feel free to say hi or something when you can, sir. Take care.

Lol, dear Vol, you and I must be on the same wavelength these days. Just the other day, I watched as an ant crawled on the ledge of my window sill. My impulse was to obliterate him, but then… I started writing a poem about him and his followers. Not to spoil it here, though. I will post it in due time. Meanwhile, I must say, I love seeing this compassionate man inside the poet. You could have squashed him, but decided to allow his itty bitty life to have purpose. My hero!!

Brilliance Brenda. You’re a magnificent poet my friend. Spellbound!!! xoxo

Wistufl, whimsical and a conflict of emotions battling within this stunning piece. The imagery is on full throttle.
j.

Sort of like a dissention among the ranks vibe. This does have a witchy, almost horror scented feel to it. Nice!

Don’t know where my fingers went, Crimsin. I meant “wistful”—getting jumbled in my old age.
j.

hello beautiful Willow this is full of clever verses creating so much feeling ❤

This poem envelops me in its grip.
Sadness, shame, discord…I feel this way sometimes…jokes won’t humor me, pleasantries are the opposite of what I need.
Really strong, strong write.
j.

Powerfully penned, Willow. Into the book it belongs! Excellent write my friend, I felt this one. Appreciate you.

Damian

Superb work.

Amazing, Willow. You keep impressing me with lines like, “slicing pieces off yesterday to feed me.” So strong and beautiful simultaneously. Keep it up. Please. And thanks for the audio version; you know I can’t help but gravitate to that. It is so well done.

What an amazing and truthful piece. This word is fucked! Brilliance is written all over this piece. Great work my friend.

Wow, what great metaphor in this.
The state of politics and the state of journalism.
And we fall for it all and go after the bait and get caught in the net of despair and anger.
Really strong writing…telling it like it is, reminds me of The Beats.
j.

Brilliantly penned, PAR. Into the book it belongs! Excellent write my friend, next level amazing. Appreciate you.

Damian

‘The networks cast shiny bait, baits of likes, likes, promises.
And we, shoals of scattered attention, dance to the beat of their haste.

Coherence? An extinct luxury, like fossils of ethics in digital museums.
Everything is fragment, everything is instant, in a feed that never returns.

Time is no longer a line—it is a loop, an eternal scroll, without digestion.
Thinking has become an obsolete gesture, feeling, a notification.’

Today’s essential thought, set within thinking out of the normal box – forever welcome. Focus on the might be will.. the other has had its day – perhaps?