Damn..Willow “the only thing you burned… was a bridge.. I remain” That statement right there is power. love it

The cycle of love, Love’s Phoenix, tight

Straight {from the ash}
Pure dopeness!!

Much respect

Naaj

I love this revenge piece!

It’s bold, daring and powerful.

I embrace your inner strength throughout the stanzas.

I’m totally hooked…

There’s a grit here that tastes like smoke and victory—scorched bridges and unbroken will.
I love how it doesn’t just rise from ashes; it struts, unafraid, daring the past to even try again.

Cowards die a thousand times but the courageous only once.
Courage you don’t lack and that is reflected in this uplifting piece.
🙏🙏🙏

hello beautiful Willow I don’t know who is trolling you but this is badass ❤️

Powerfully penned, Willow. Into the book it belongs! Excellent write but I expect nothing less from you my friend, and you always deliver the goods. The grit as Thomas put it, is chef’s kiss.. You hit this one out of the park! Like a phoenix you have risen from the ashes. I like in the movie “Death To Smoochy” when the one guy said: “I’ve risen like a beautiful Phoenix, or some other town in Arizona!” lol. I’ll get more marshmallows for the bonfire my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Thank you 😊

I concur with Fia when I say Damn! The power and freedom in this is palpable! Damning and wonderful. One hell of a read!

Navana, I enjoyed your poem. I remember once a long time ago driving through the New Mexico desert between Albuquerque and Farmington on a moonless night. The view of the Milky Way was awe-inspiring. Spiritual in a way.

Thanks you Atticus… ❤️

Awww that’s a beautiful thought. I am sure that around stars after death is probably a beautiful place to be at. It’s definitely a mystery to forsee. ♥️