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June 11, 2026

Half-past midnight on a winding road Limited visibility in this blanket of fog High stakes guilt for a debt still owed Witness stifled at the bottom of a bog Somewhere between living and dying Where routines are locked into memory Invading privacy so deliberately prying Pounded...

7 Comments

Damian DeadLove
2 months, 1 week ago

Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Light. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I still believe in light and hope for sure. It’s not always easy in present times but yes I choose to hold on to the light.. Thank you for your continued support. Appreciate you.

Damian
Neville
2 months, 1 week ago

In simple terms this is both complex & brilliant .. Neville
- Damian DeadLove
  2 months, 1 week ago
  
  Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Neville. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I try.. Appreciate you.
  
  Damian
Knight
1 month, 2 weeks ago

Moving work. “Somewhere between the living and the dying”

I really love that line.
Regards
James
- Damian DeadLove
  1 month, 2 weeks ago
  
  Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, James. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I also dig that line a lot. Appreciate you.
  
  Damian
goldenmyst
3 weeks, 4 days ago

Damian, this is the real grit of what poetry can be when told by a poet who knows the dark roads taken by many. I could see the imagery rolling like the driver on a fogbound road headed for the mercy of the night. Each stanza is strong as a shot of whisky at midnight. This is what poetry is all about. I felt this brother. Appreciate you.

John
- Damian DeadLove
  3 weeks, 4 days ago
  
  Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, John. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Unfortunately I know those dark roads all too well myself. Experience is often gained through trial and error, wisdom comes from learning from those mistakes made along the way. Thanks brother.. Appreciate you.
  
  Damian