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Fia Naturie posted in the group ”BACK TO POETRY BASICS”
Secret Ride (magic of Poetic Voice)
He came at night,
On a wind of heat.
A bead of sweat,
On lips so sweet.
“Come with me”
He whispered close.
They are all asleep,
Said, my sexy host.
I crawled out of bed.
On crumpled sheets.
A teddy that cling,
To my heat.
Just be quiet.
It will be fun.
No one will know,
Not even one.
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Thank you 😊
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Beautifully penned, Fia. Appreciate you, cuz.
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Thank you Damian
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Read MoreWhat's the point of life.Other creatures don't ask that question So in some ways human beings are cursed. Cursed because they recall the past, cursed because they imagine a future,cursed because they can think at all.What's the point of...
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Powerfully penned, Peter. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you for reading and commenting.
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Have a nice day 🙏
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Read More“Greenish yellow. All ghosts wear clothes of this colour.” Frida Kahlo Sunrise over a Christmas market, somewhere, tinsellitis in hollows of a church bell. knells the beauty of the cancer coming. Black-coal morning, flames in the hearth are the same fire which burns haunted houses down. All...
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Outstanding. Few can grasp the rungs you swing from.
This is so dirty Chicago snow -write.
A cramped city, trying to eke out some sort of heat from it.
Poem of the month, if they did that here.
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Read MoreMy body is a sunken mausoleum. Within is a ghostly spirit who's restless. Sunken as my once youthful plump cheeks. Within is a reticent tongue that lashes no more. Youthful blushes replaced by the cold purple of twilight. The twilight...
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Life has taken all the youth from you. Sad piece. But done well
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This is a touching dark and sad, but as always beautifully written piece, dear Daniel!
To me, wrinkles are first of all a sign of a life that has been lived. Shared joy and enthusiasm, and the hardships which came with new opportunities to grow, as well.-
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As always, vielen dank! I’m still young but I feel sad and alone. Writing is my only way to vent now.
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Ahhh, Fia
I so love and enjoy the fun of how you’ve used your amazingly gifted poetic voice to blend the vibrant colors, hues, and textures of your deliciously delightful diction to paint word pictures into our joy-filled imaginations, in such ways it all comes to life.
Your short lines build a quick cadence, and with spot-on line-bnreaks, r…Read More