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Neville wrote a new post
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Passionately penned, Neville. Amazing imagery and dig your wordplay my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Sometimes brevity is just as strong, like a passing kiss. Your short poem here is very strong in its imagery and how it effects the reader.
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Lust at its Best! a very alluring and strongly passionate picture you’ve worded here. You know how to write in few yet powetful lines, the last two lines brought the unquenched desire, the helplessness, the sigh that comes with the complete surrender… Love this❤️
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Tim wrote a new post
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You gotta be talking about James Dean. Taken way too early.
It was a preventable tragedy. Getting too comfortable in a fast car isn’t good!
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Beautiful tribute to James Dean. He loved speed, freedom, and the open road… his passion became both his muse and his undoing. He adored his Little Bastard, and though he burned bright and brief, his legend never slowed down. I like to imagine he’s still racing somewhere in eternity.
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Tim wrote a new post
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I like the old trains. It’s like being transported to the past when you get to sit in one. Went to a train exhibit once.
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You described such a great time. Where safety was expected and not out of the ordinary.
Everyone was at ease and not erratic. Nowadays you never know.
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Powerfully penned, Tim. Excellent write my friend, I remember when railroad crossings and locomotives were abundant as well. Dig this! Appreciate you.
Damian
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redzone wrote a new post
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What a raw and intense tribute to Africa!
I’ve never been but you put into words and song a powerful truth.
How do we aim to live with it. Just wow-
Hi Adelphina, thanks for your visit. I wrote this during a time when my poems had more of an ‘edge’ to them. I wanted my poetry to be part of and reflect a culture of resistance, that was not agitprop but still drove straight to the heart of the reader. To tell the truth about the world but not preach at people. This poem began that journey. I liked this poem and so workshopped it with a writers group at the University of Iowa, and then I submitted it to some literary magazines, but none of them printed it. Oh well.
Adelphina, thank you for your comment; it is truly appreciated.
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This poem is powerful. Both a song of mourning and a call to remembrance. I love how the repetition and rhythm make “Africa” itself feel like a heartbeat pulsing through each stanza.
The imagery is rich with longing and pride, and the movement from loss to reclamation is deeply moving. It feels like a spiritual homecoming through language itself.
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