hello beautiful Willow it seems we are on similar wavelengths as of late the world has made me cautious and fear overtakes… great write you are not alone ❤️

POWERFUL AND POIGNANT.

That phrase neglects something; It hides the trauma that stirred the mantra to be uttered. It doesn’t really make you stronger. It makes you “on guard”.
Your words ring true, Willow. Let it out and stand proud of it.

Into the book it belongs! Mic Drop, Willow. I got goosebumps! Appreciate you.

Damian

Mic drop!! felt this too deeply love..

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Like the joker said “Whatever doesn’t kill you makes you stranger”. I think that’s a bit more accurate haha.

Great ink.

Amazing work, Willow. I find myself blushing and cursing myself for never looking at that slogan from this point of view. I gave no thought of that phrase being anything more than absurd for its stupidity. Not that I never knew the pain — or felt it from my father’s hand, or saw it when my mother lay upon the floor with one leg jutting outward at an odd angle. I think I preferred to ignore it, not from shame or ignorance, but because the pain is still there, buried deep within my mind, still sticking in the knife. Thank you for this.

Superb work.

Thanks, Thomas.

I’m with Thomas my friend .. this has got the Sam Dickens hallmark of excellence running write the way through it from one bloomin end to the other .. 🍎🍏🍏🍎😎👍 p.s. Apples indeed .. pull the other one .. Neville

Thank you, my friend.

Good write, Damian. There’s always that “Lord Of The Flys” affect when too many egos are involved. I’m glad you broke away.

Sometimes when we opt to bow out, we find amazing things. Where you go will always be determined by you that way. What they do? As my daughter would say, that’s a them problem. Fly, my friend!

I’ve been there. I know the animosity that grows over time slowly until it boils over. It’s very disappointing after it’s all over and done. It keeps going through your mind even years later. Good one, Damian.

Tremendous work, my friend.

We are always in a state of change. I’m trying to let go of past events. People may read a piece or two about enduring an horrific childhood but there comes a point to emerge as the survivor and not dwell on what can’t be changed.

That’s some fantastic venting. “Blame everyone not named you”. I been butting heads lately with someone like this.

Great ink.

Everyone Sux! Powerful write Damian.

As I’m new here and don’t know your story and I don’t know the background to your write here but I loved it’s raw energy the swearing 🤬 even and the emotion the regrets (if any )self doubt of your decision (probably not ) and the style so
When you gotta go you just gotta go ! A new chapter awaits you

Hi all good Thanks have a good day

Wow, that’s incredibly raw and honest. You really capture the intensity and eventual breaking point of that kind of toxic partnership. It’s great to hear your creativity has resurfaced– you definitely ended on the strongest note by realizing you decide when to bow out.

Don’t ya just know when enough is enough .. Well penned my friend .. 😎👍

Beautifully penned, Detritus. Dig the imagery my friend, amazing write. Appreciate you.

Damian

Thank you, my friend. It was one of those rare moments. I likewise appreciate you.

Those summer nights go by fast. Great ink.

The fireflies did it for me, a permanent night vision of childhood when poetry was found in every step, with every breath. 🙏🕊️

Oh nice! That’s an awesome backstory there🙏🏻🕊️

Enjoyed this pen work Detritus

Bat

Thomas this speaks to me of deep abiding beauty in a timeless land. The imagery of the robin just learning to use its wings taking flight on the Western wind is just sublime. Loved reading this tonight.

John

Awesome write, Thomas. It reminds me of Tangerine trees and marmalade skies.

Excellent Thomas 😎👍

Beautifully penned, Thomas. Speaking facts here, excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

It flew though! Mine often slam into trees at least once. I love the way you gave the pen over & let it go

I agree with you, Thomas…that some poems actually write themselves, especially the ending, which I find to be quite surprising when the moment offers itself to me. I especially loved the eloquence and poetic nature of a “tangerine sky”. Wow, now why haven’t I ever thought of that? Good to have another transplant from the WC at the helm. Good seeing you, Thomas!

Good to see you. Thanks. Hello Poetry is another fantastic site.