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    Love Fishing

    I hope thatwinter isn'tbrutal this year.Frozen souls.Iced over minds.Love swims deepunder the ice.I hope I catch some.My heart is the bait.Sharp hook, as thetrumpets blast.

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  • Inbetween

    Sleep is death.Waking, birth.Each night ends meeach dawn delivers a reborn unfinished body.But reborn into what?light?silence?or the same shitscraped with memory?At night when darkness leans inI do not pray.I bargain thatbefore my daily rebirththe monsters will crawl backto the...

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    • “before my daily rebirth” I dug that line because the rest we get (sometimes) refreshes us, although for some more than others, it’s likely the last time. It reminds me that I have to be thankful for every day I get and try to make the best of it.
      Nicely done.

    • I turned 78 today, so I hear you loud and clear. Each night, one wonders if dawn, or something else, or nothing at all will come. We get one of them, but not our choice.

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    alas

    subtle affection in common showndown deep a seed growweeping rebellion a hellion stirredreaching out through the eternal glarea lass fair and hair of fireemerald eyes and pale of skinlook over the centuriesseeking the passion of her belovedsilently she bide...

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    • Hello Crims!
      I like the old-timey vibe of this. I wish there was more along this type actually. It just seems to set a nice tone when reading. Like those before us perhaps. At any rate, this is a wonderful poem that you’ve presented for us.

      • hello dearest Styxian good evening I’m happy the language of this write spoke to you it was how it presented itself the poem I mean thank you so much for letting me know ❤️

    • Hey crimson!

      The last line is a dark but beautiful visual. It gives me a Celtic vibe.
      It starts off with wonderful bits of love then changes tone.
      I love the word pairing of sweeping crimson. It’s like a red wave of devotion.

      Love your stuff chica:)

    • hello lovely poetess thank you graciously ❤️

    • Beautifully penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

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  • Donald Trump

    Look, folks, nobody knows hyperbole better than me—believe me. People are always telling me, “Sir, you’re the greatest ever. In history. Maybe ever.” And it’s true! I know words, I have the best words. Some people might even say...

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    • Oh, it is all so true! In some universe somewhere inside his head, maybe. I think the people in there will deal with him in a very harsh way. Can’t you see the signs? He is slipping away — just not fast enough.

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