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Read MoreI can hear my phone buzzing on the dresser across the room like a fly...dogging my face it's distracting as I give myself over ...in every possible sense... to his ferocious ministrations his smoky eyes burning holes in my soul setting my nerve endings ablaze flickers spreading quickly a...
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He’s got a way about him…😂 Thank you, Fia
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Yo! I am reading your poem and its FIRE!! Call me when you get this. Bye “)
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Haha thanks! 😊
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Passionately penned, Willow. This excellent write heats up the room my friend. To the readers wearing glasses I’m sure they’re all steamed up reading this one. Nicely done per usual. Appreciate you.
Damian
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I had a moment here with this one, but he’s potent inspiration. Thank you, my friend 😊
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Thank you! 😊
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A hot, breathless rush… interruption eclipsed by desire, ending on a perfect, wry snap.
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Yeah……what she said.
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And thank you, Brandon 😊
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Thank you, Grace! 😊
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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Leave a Message at the Tone…
I can hear my phone buzzing
on the dresser across the room
like a fly…dogging my face
it’s distractingas I give myself over
…in every possible sense…
to his ferocious ministrationshis smoky eyes burning holes in my soul
setting my nerve endings ablaze
flickers spreading quickly
a…Read More![Profile Photo]()
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Read MoreAuthor’s Note:Inspired by “The Call To Adventure”, by JoshBond. To me, the underlying message is to do freedom responsibly. For me, this involves a mindfulness of both the internal and the external. In this poem, Josh incorporates subtle, irregular...
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You had a full poem and you broke it up to have omitted pieces. Interesting concept
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The last line lands in a way that makes you want to reread this again, and let it linger. This caught my breath.
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hello dearest Brandon good morning thank you graciously I’m happy you like it ❤️
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This reads almost like an invocation, a chant of summoning. Much enjoyed this. As Brandon said, it invites rereading 🧡
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hello beautiful Willow thank you lovely one I appreciate you thoughts these just uncurrents of feeling rising ❤️
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Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write with dark undertones my friend. I concur with Willow and Brandon. Amazing read. Appreciate you.
Damian
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thank you graciously dearest Damian ❤️
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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Sensory Memories
“why are you so addicted to popcorn?”
because on Saturday evenings…
when I was small…
(too young to know of more exciting things…
like theaters and urban adventures)
there was a table that became an arenawhere board games and Uno took over
and we gathered as a family…
no chores…
otherwise idle…Read More4 Comments-
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Aw, I can smell the corn popping from here – a really atmospheric poem.
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Thank you 😊 I make popcorn every week, never recapture those moments but it brings back the memories
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Willow, I make the popcorn the same way your grandmother did, 3 quart pot, melt the butter and mix. But I must confess, the popcorn goes in a big bowl and I eat it all from there. Thanks for sharing the popcorn….er… I mean the poem. ;0) -Curt
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There were a minimum of a dozen of us at that table. There would have been no room for a big bowl. I’ve never seen a bowl the size she used for the popcorn since then. I use an air popper but yes, it goes in a bowl and it’s all mine too. 😊
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