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    Without Any Light

    Remember when the music felt alive  Electric waves forming into thoughts Writing words was a means to survive   Simple days spent longing for love Never taking time to connect the dots Left alone as push turned to shove   Wasted moments a desperate stare Forgot the next...

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    • This is really good and there is nothing wrong with living on the edge.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’ve been known to take a chance every now and then. lol. Appreciate you, Cuz.

        Damian

    • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Neville. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I like those two stanzas a lot as well. Always thankful for your continued support. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Dear D,

      This piece brings in memories of writing letters, buying actual record albums, listening to the radio on an actual radio. I greatly appreciated the thought process in this write and the subtle warning to be aware of things lurking about. Terrific write. H🌷

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, H. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Those are some pretty terrific memories you listed, sometimes that world seems a million miles away, especially for those who lived it and try to keep it alive in our words. I always enjoy your commentary and your continued support my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Just trying something different. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Dreams are casting doubt once again
      It sometimes seems it’s so deliberate
      Like a stiff jab landing across the chin

      Fantastic, absolutely fantastic.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, PAR. So glad you connected with the write my friend. That’s my favorite stanza as well. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • I walked through this one like the aisles of record stores, and frantically scribbling in my spiral bound notebooks, and trying to survive in a world full of so much that sorting it out became impossible…so we just chose live in the music and the words. The conversations that felt monumental then…come back today and feel even more incredibly relevant. But we hadn’t thought of them in years. Like the binding of time through word and thought. So hard to feel those moments in a time like now, when everything is fake news and nothing can be trusted. You took me on a journey here, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Oh, the aisles of the record stores. That’s a sweet memory from the past. Talking music brings people together I’ve always believed that. That’s some incredible commentary dearest friend, you’ve been missed around here. Warms my heart to see you wandering the halls again. Glad I could take you on a journey.. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Great vibe on this one, nostalgic but also fond of warm memories.
      Nicely penned.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Wally. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’m a nostalgic guy sometimes, it’s nice to have a warm memory to visit, before returning to present-day reality. You’ve been on a commenting streak brother, thank you for your continued support. Appreciate you.

        Damian

  • Sunny Days

    Hatred looks like youPlease eradicate yourselfI found love again

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    Golden Quill

    If I had a quill made of goldthat wrote of stories, new and oldcreate new dreams and fairytaleson pages carried by silver sails sketch bright flowers with bumblebeesor babbling brooks with autumn leaveswrite of sorrow pain and griefor paint a...

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  • “Burned out the TV set
    Burned outta sex
    I ain’t trashed
    I’m fucking wrecked.”

    – Sammy Hagar

    In a Sammy Hagar mood tonight. This was a drinking song back in the day. Enjoy.. Appreciate you.

    Damian

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