Not a bad way to be. There’s always a bit of magic feeling to what we do.

this is beautiful I am way too arrogant when I write❤

You are full on magic in every way

are you around for awhile? If so can we talk on gmail?

I feel this…I don’t think I really weave my words on my own. I am but a conduit to jot down what comes to me in either a daydream or nightmare.
I really appreciate the brevity in your poetry. You leave us dimensions to visit in a short space of words.
j.

I feel like a child in front of the universe. Thank you for the support. One question do you share on writerscafe.org?

Unfortunately I think this captures the current feeling in the air a little too well.

hello dearest Joe this is powerful my husband and I were thinking of moving to the city and I warned my husband no talks of polictics because I fear in this day and age❤

“Lawfare is the prelude to warfare” It captures how division can eat away at freedom from within. A timely and sobering reflection on what it means to truly live free.

Listen to your feelings. Trust your intuition.

I find this piece mentally challenging in a good way.

Very thoughtful and reflective on the American society

Brutal honesty at its best. x

hello dearest Thomas this is heartfelt❤

Amen!

Muchly enjoyed .. but then I know you are write on point .. Neville

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

Damian

So accurate, so authentic, so true. Well said Thomas.

Thank you so much.

Thanks, my friend.

Wow this is so true great write

Thank you.

Great piece, Fia! Wonderfully hot What a fortunate person you’ll be with on that Saturday night!

Well….need a follow to this hot story.

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hello beautiful Fia this is so searingly sexy❤

Seductively penned, Fia. This write was fire, cuz. Excellent work my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

hello dearest Benny lines are drawn and free speech is dangerous these days where if the tolerance and love for each other well said❤

If we find the root. Yes, easier said than done. I believe many prejudices we may hold come from our parents.
We are not born with them. Kids play with other kids, all other kids. And then later on as they grow older, they see and copy.
Can we ever go back to that innocence? that acceptance of everyone who is different from us?
I believe in this poem. And if we can figure it all out, maybe we can first understand ourselves and then understand and accept others. This poem sent me on a journey of introspection. Thank you.
j.

This is a very powerful and meaningful writing, dear Peterl!
In my opinion, love and hatred, darkness and light and other counterparts are the two sides of the same coin. Without darkness we were not able to recognize and appreciate the light. Both sides come from the same divine source and are equally important. But it is up to us which side we want to feed energy and establish it this way. We have to BE the love and the peace we want to see in this world!