crimson, this is sweet. I understand how you feel

Beautifully penned, Brenda. They’re amazing like that, a lovely write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Hoi hoi Chère E.,
Being Dutch, I love the rain when it pours into the North Sea. I admit you’ve won me over.
Your lovely write softens my heart and the more than lovely artwork does the rest.
Please, keep them coming!
Kind regards, Gus

Sir, as Autumn sheds its leaves, metallic golds an’ brass will live their last before collection, storage in bins, bags or covered heaps. Here an’ there working their best in the dark but – preparing to light another season’s spirit and – soul-like soil! 🙂

I used to love to play out in the rain when I was a child. I must still be, because I still love rain and will walk very slowly through it when I go to my car from my house or vice-versa.
Is it God crying? I doubt it…He is probably dousing us with it to cleanse our hearts and souls.
Nice write, em.
j.

Brought me memories of the sound of rain on a tin roof at our old house, and the smell of petrichor. A wonderful write! “)

Many, many thank yous, M.E! Enjoy your happiness.

Very pretty, romantic words. Thanks, Emma.

Don’t look at the past as ‘wasted’. Brought to your island shore and very far more look back at it as beautiful. Bravo!

This flow is nice, and meaning is not lost in the rhyme. I like it.

Thank you..it’s short and to the point for sure..hope you are doing well..good to hear from you

Another piece that leans me in the direction of what is happening with the protection of those involved
in the trafficking…Despicable people protected by their wealth.
They are diseased and need to be put out of their ecstasy…
j.

It is quite disturbing how the wealthy can buy anything and then cover up their evil doings..sadly I feel the victims will never have the justice they deserve and everything that has happened to them is just a talking point during this moment in time and will be forgotton in the near future..its also sad how these poor victims are used as weapons from our leaders from both sides of the aisle and at the end of the day most political leaders don’t care about the actual victims just the story they can narrate by using them

The want and the holding back are tormenting. Nicely done

Thank you SeaCat!