Fine, Metallica it is, when next we bed together. What!
I prefer Black Sabbath, but that’s some dark shit. I’ll get all trippy on ya. LOL

Promises promises.

But I prefer to listen to Taylor Swift! Hahaha

As long as I’m with you it doesn’t matter:)

this is badass beautiful Adelphina and we both about rockers tonight… this is really cool ❤️

Haha this is so cool. I can not tell you how many mosh pits erupt at the last Metallica concert I went to. From opening bands

Beautifully penned, Adel. Into the book it belongs! Gotta love a musical write that appreciates the mosh pit! Excellent work my friend. I knew Mark would bring up Sabbath! Appreciate you.

Damian

Girl, this has so much spirit in it. Sometimes the “just for fun” ones actually light up the room. Big smiles all around on this one.

I’m big on the closing lines of a poem. What an impact they make. It’s the impression your reader walks away with, that stays in your head like a song you can’t shake. The lost loves and the unrequited loves are always on my hit list. You nailed this one, Damian…so good!

This was hidden? Man, this was screaming to be let out. “No winners because the race was fixed.” Yup.
This is a great piece, cuz

The last stanza is a real ass kicker! The rhyme scheme is cool too. It’s obvious that you care about your results. It shows in your craftings. This is thought provoking, but not heavy. Well done Damian.

I too enjoyed the rhyme scheme. Everyone can relate to this. We’ve all been there.
When you both know it was over a few months back!
Great write amigo!

wow dearest Damian so much power and passion in this I am floored ❤️great write…

Now aint that the truth so bloomin well poemed .. Say it like it is why don’tcha eh .. Great ink Damian & subsequently awarded Nev’s dubble 👍👍

This is dark, deep, and brilliant, Damian. I’m glad you dug it out of the vault! The honesty in this poem is cutting, and the final lines–“instead of owning we rented / while love got strangled” –are a phenomenal, memorable finish. A wicked good read.

“another moment dies”

That’s the thing people lose sight of. Once the moment is gone…it’s gone. What we make of it bears a lot of weight. I’d rather carry honest weight than the baggage of pretense. I’m glad you found this one. It needed to breathe, my friend

Damian, great rhyme and flow while delivering a strong message.
Excellent work sir.

Hard hitting piece. So true my friend. kick-ass write Damian.

I steer clear of political stuff (and raunchy porn.)
But your write is very well done. Not severe in its judgements, but insightful. This is the way to open people’s eyes and minds. With maturity within a write. You succeed here.
Well done, sir.

This is insightful without being preached to. I also enjoyed the rhythm in this too.
Great message with style

I enjoyed the read.

Glad you enjoyed..unfortunately politics are topical so sometimes it warrants being written about..the climate of our government is toxicly boiling.. thank you for commenting..I appreciate it

Powerfully penned, Fia. Into the book it belongs! Excellent write my friend, I felt the sting of your words. Appreciate you, cuz.

Damian

We do what we must. Well, the good ones do! Like you.
Speak your words, Fia. Take a bow and some praise. It ain’t easy out there. Luckily you’ve discovered the therapy of ceative writing. It DOES help. It can save souls, if we trust ourselves to focus on hope.
Wonderful, uplifting write my dear.

Man. I can relate to this. Not just myself but with my friends and family.
There is no telling where I’d be without my mom. She is my rock.
So empowering!! Thank you for posting !!

The kids are everything. And if they’re not…something ain’t right. Felt this one in my maternal DNA.

Whatever it takes!

Life can be cruel and unfair, so I thank God for mothers like this. It is my great hope that their sacrifices will be rewarded–if not in this life, then the next.

Life is a fight. You have invoked a great feeling of grit and determination.
Regards James

I felt this deep in my marrow. Your dedication to those children renewed my faith in humankind. The struggle to keep your children fed and housed moved my heart deeply. This is truly one of your very best poems. It speaks to me of a mother’s love and her oh so protective spirit t keep her children safe, healthy, and well. This is much more than a poem it is a living breathing testament to a mother’s love. I loved this so much.

John