This is beautiful. I like the description of the wind begging for attention.
Welcome to Stars Rite.

Autumn is my favourite season – is there there anything that explains that death is an un-permanent? Whatever the long sleep, there’ll be a memory, an emotion, a tear or two, a baby born and happines derived from that wee darling’s first cry. You write with enormous sensitivity to life and also your love of Life and its companions. Many, many thanks for sharing not on fine writing but its meaning.

As beautiful and inspiring as autumn is, to witness the leaves in their pendulum dance, has a tendency to get me a little emotional. We learn so much from the trees – in their letting go. Your poetic offering of such an eloquent season brings it all into view, Betty. Thank you for your inspiring words today!

Great!

This is really good. Damian <3

Oh yeah, this one definitely needs a place on the album! I hope it’s coming along well! The halls are a bit echo-ey without you wandering them as often, my friend

Powerful work. Superb.

Great work. I get an image of a man struggling with who to trust.

I get the sense of internal conflict, and the rhythm and urgency make it clear these are lyrics meant to be performed.

The energy builds perfectly toward the chorus: “Face to face with destiny…” I especially like the line “Loyal to the art of betrayal” – it’s a great, concise piece of wordplay.

More great lyrics, Damian. Very heavy stuff. I hope to hear the music someday.

A kickin piece my friend. Your a gift to the world with your writing.

Well poemed my friend .. 😎👍

The layout is perfect for the rhythm to shine here.
Sometimes the thoughts we have turn into fiery poems, and often those thoughts burn up before they get to the page.
WE hope to be able to scrape up some of the embers and still put a piece on the page.
“here, here and especially here.”
j.

This was a fun read. I was told you get more philosophical when smoking. Instead, you get the brain burn. Nice