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    The Obliging Neighbor

    This morning I just looked out my windowAccross the streetI saw my neigbor place a gun to his dog's headHe blew the dog's brains out all over the placeHe walked calmly back into the houseA few moments laterHe dragged...

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    The Mahogany Door

    The shore hummed with strangers,voices rippling like wind across sand,though I did not know why I had come.The sea called to me,its familiar pull thrumming in my chest.I slipped beneath the surface,cold silk folding around my skin.A great white...

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    • Your poetry always caresses the senses with a surrealistic hug. Nice one. 🙂

      • Relic, is this you? Hi. I remember your name is Tim. It’s been so long. You’re one of the first poets I met when I joined WC. Tim, thank you for your kind words. Coming from you, that means a lot, as your own work is masterful at creating those sensory dreamscapes.

    • Oh, this is good!

    • Blimey Roma, I lie less than a mile from the sea and yet these words resonate louder than the incoming midnight tide. You are a mistress of the moon and sea – always leave that mahogany door open.

      • Thank you so much! “Mistress of the Moon and Sea” is high praise -I think I’ll claim that title! I also still love your description of the blood moon as “slut red.” I’m truly glad the words resonated louder than your midnight tide. And I promise, I’ll leave that mahogany door open for you.

    • Beautifully penned, Roma. Your imagery is so precise it immediately grabs my attention. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • Thank you so much, Damian. I truly appreciate your kind words. I appreciate you too.

    • ‘Then I awoke,
      carrying the weight of water,
      of memory,
      of starlight,

      bridging the world of the living
      with the world I had entered.’

      Your words have a sadness from core to display; I had to read them three times because at the first try I sighed, had to catch my breath; tragedy seemed to come from somewhere far, far out of reach. Such emotional words, could be real, true.

    • Hi emmagreen. Thank you so much for such a thoughtful response. 🌙 Your words mean a lot…I wrote this piece with that very sense of distance and weight in mind, like grief and memory carried from another realm. I’m touched it resonated with you.

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    Amidst My Storm

    Await the coming storm I will, Amid its bearing swells, I stand stoically still. I look up into the clouded heavens for prayer, little did I know there was evil in the air. Once more, staring into that gray, I shall never see the...

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    The Bright Darkness of Psychosis

    These stars are black across the white sky.   In happy madness - I stare up into the abyss.   Inspired madmen are pure lunatics.   I could not speak to this storm, so, it gently spoke to me.   This blizzard will make you shiver, you will sense it creeping closer.   I...

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    Psychosis Has Icy Hands

    Envisage the grim reaper acquainting himself.   With one dominant swing of his scythe, he severs you from normality.   Suddenly conscious to the fact you will live on as a ghost from your past.   Resting its icy hand on my soul, psychosis paled my youthful blushes.   I relive...

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