Hey, you’re back. This reminds me of Dumplings on Netflix. A 2005 horror movie that I watched in the daytime. lol ( I am a scaredy cat. You know that.)
Good flow

Bringing the thunder, Keith. Cannibal Corpse.. I know some Death Metal. lol. This write knows how to make an entrance my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

An ‘Ouvre-Moi Ta Porte..Que Je T’Ouvre Le Ventre’ slightly like poem. It left my stomach churning.

Well done! And welcome back! “)

Sort of back. More of a cameo appearance. Your a great person and a favorite poet of mine. Thank you for the feedback Adira. xo

Beautifully penned, Fia & Richard. Great collaboration you two. Appreciate you, both.

Damian

I cherish the beautiful dove you chose to introduce our heart-touching co-write. ✒️✨🖊

Dear Fia, I thank you warmly, sincerely, and gratefully for allowing an admiring bard to share your page and wondrously magical skills … and, I’m ever-so humbled and overjoyed by your gracious willingness to do so.

I’m also quite proud of what our mutual efforts have created with this nostalgically romantic piece of poetic loveliness … I shall keep it in a treasured place.

Thank you again, Dear Lady-Poet … with happiest hugs! 🤗
‘Til next time! ⁓ Richard🖌

Wonderfully romantic. You can feel the chemistry. Great ink.

hello dearest Damian in my pursuit for answers I have sometimes bitten off more than I could chew and got answers that were more than I could bear…this is very deep my friend only those of us who have faced this with our questions will get it great write

Powerful work, my friend.

I think that is a sign of a good poem when you can read your work and get a different thought from it. Nicely done.

I hate sitting and thinking too much. Because then I start over thinking and that just is never good haha. Wonderful poem. It does gives you a different view with each read.

Am I the only one who asks questions & finds the answers only inspiring more questions? Old from my archives:

there’s a road I often travel
between here…
and not quite there
when I’m looking for an answer
some direction…
to take me anywhere
a million thoughts
a thousand dreams
all drifting on the wind
if I try to follow even one…
it circles back again
to this road I often travel…

Doesn’t stop us asking questions though, does it, my friend?

Amazing, my friend.

Powerfully penned, Brenda. The product of a mind that’s constantly running, hard to shut off at times in fact. At least that’s my story. Phenomenal write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Powerful work. Vivid and sharp.