Powerfully penned, Thomas. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

A little sad, but beautiful in it’s own way.

This is characteristically a Case of excellence .. write on brother Tom .. Neville

I’ll bet a lot of us (guys) have interacted with these birds before.

Thomas this took me on a journey into the heart of love and the sadness of lost love. I may be wrong but what I read as I read this seemed to speak to me of a man remembering his beloved who has passed from this earth. I have known this emotion so closely that your poem enshrines with poetry for the ages.

John

I am generally happy not to be a pig. Wouldn’t mind being a dog somedays, at least if I get to pick my owner but that’s probably asking a lot.

Living is a constant choice but there will be more than enough time to rest and recuperate at the end for all of us.

are we not like pigs as they are stuck in a pig pen with their waste as we are stuck in our world with out waste…I agree to live is to fight I will not give up easily great write 💕

Poets aren’t giving up. WE have to keep fighting.
I won’t give up even when I am dead…I swear I will not.
I have been so angry lately and just can’t help to write it out.
The lions are winning right now, but they will get their tails caught in the door…and be lead out.

a necessary poem here.

j.

awesome James I always think it is quite impossible to be contained in one flesh it is at all possible you are one with all these animals 💕

My word Sir Knight .. you did make me smile BIGLY .. so much so each corner of my mouth bent upwards toward the ceiling .. very much enjoyed .. Neville

I’ve known people like this. It’s like a hunger they can’t sate, always be moving & seeing & going new places. Almost like it’s spiritual for them. I know a guy who literally hops & trains & goes where it takes him. This one made me smile 😊

Write on brother .. & always .. Neville 😎👍

Thank you, my friend.

Thank you, my friend. I appreciate it.

Beautifully penned, Thomas. Excellent write, the story of the traveler. Appreciate you.

Damian

I admit to having a bit of that hobo spirit in me. If not for the dedication I feel toward loved ones, I might have been a wanderer. You capture the phenomenon well.

I was once this boy. Always on the move. Never settling down. You have the quintessential poet’s gift of telling the story of your characters with deep understanding and empathy. This spoke to me deep down about years gone by.

John