Clever word play. I especially like the transition:

“In moon river dreams, my limbs drifted
from pillow to ache within the attic”

Excellent write.

Thank you Joe. Isn’t it beautiful how music connects the world? Were all looking at the same moon river

What a well done, strong write. Poetry is so broad, so I look for what moves me, and makes me nod, with approval.
This succeeds quite well.

Cleverly penned, Ghosteen. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

What a gorgeous piece.🌹🌾

I told you I was seeking peace of mind. 🌼

hello dearest Joe you are one of the most beautiful writer I’ve ever known I’m honored to be here with you 💕

And nature is where I find it. 🌼

You put a beautiful touch on that wonderful time in-between the seasons, especially Summer to Fall, when the ground has cooled down enough to lay on it again. I’m not trying to get too comfy…there are more scorchers on the horizon. But Fall is the best. Thumbs up ^

You take simplicity and develop stark imagery. I like the easy flow of your work.

j.

Thank you’ I will not let death become me, until the grim reaper reads my rites.

Powerfully penned, Fia. Could feel these words my friend, excellent write. Appreciate you.

Damian

There is true and honest pain here, so palpable I can almost touch it.

A powerful piece written with heart blood. An empath can feel what is Hidden behind the words. Vibrations speak louder and clearer than words. Great work Fia!

One of the hardest things is trying to help and being pushed away.

Great ink, friend.

Thank you, Nick;))

So true. I can write it down…to give me release for the moment at hand. But somethings live on forever. You can’t delete it. I wish I could. Oh no! Another thought coming on!!!

I just wrote Edit My Life after writing my comment.

It seems that a lot of times, when I comment on someone’s work, the way I relate turns into my own next submission.

Thanks

I feel this. The weight of another persons sorrow. A moving piece.
Kind regards
James

Be needed, never need. The door never swings the same both ways. Tight

Powerfully penned, Brenda. Your words pulled on these old heartstrings my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Your words have a way of slicing below the surface, to the core. The last two lines remind me of the lyrics, “ it’s better to burn out than it is to rust”. Keep shining, my friend.

I sincerely hope to meet you on the other side!

thank you graciously dearest Gus for feeling me so deeply it’s appreciated 💕