PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos)

Daniel Long wrote a new post

• 10 months ago

A Mother’s Hug Goodnight

Poetry, Uncategorized

September 5, 2025

1

Frigid, calm front hides in northern winds, the vast sky of my bedroom dims. Stream in winter Iced over, mother’s embrace letting go at bedtime. Still raining, sky’s dark pillow, eyelids become anchors, smothering. The cold front blanketing these damp lids, peacefully covers the coming storm.

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1 Comment
- Damian DeadLove
  10 months ago
  
  Beautifully penned, Daniel. A heartfelt tender write my friend. Appreciate you.
  
  Damian
Backdeckbenny (Peter) wrote a new post

• 10 months ago

Oh God

Poetry

September 5, 2025

4

Where do you gowhen you climax?I feel your body beneath me,but your presence driftssomewhere else,untouched by hands. Ah… petit mort,the little death. If death is truly so sweet,why do we tremble before it?

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4 Comments
- Fia Naturie
  10 months ago
  
  Peter that is good. Where do we go? A glimpse of the light.
  - Backdeckbenny (Peter)
    10 months ago
    
    I think we vanish.
    Everything goes including awareness….just for a moment nothing exists….
    👌🙏
- Paula Jobi
  10 months ago
  
  I shoot up into the clouds like a rocket! Of course it rains…lol.
  - Backdeckbenny (Peter)
    10 months ago
    
    Rain is good….
Knight wrote a new post

• 10 months ago

The Train

Science Fiction & Fantasy, Short Stories

September 5, 2025

2

A damp purple sky died slowly into night. Rain fell over the space port rail junction. The wet rails shone like knives in the white artificial light. The leech-trains rolled in, bleeding passengers onto the platforms, sucking up those who...

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2 Comments
- Fia Naturie
  10 months ago
  
  I enjoyed this. It’s a good read
- Knight
  10 months ago
  
  Thanks for reading a large piece.
  I am very glad you liked it.
  It’s a rough idea.
  We are all human.
  
  Regards James
Thomas W. Case and Sam Dickens are now friends

• 10 months ago

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Drieks wrote a new post

• 10 months ago

Memory

Audio & Video, Poetry

September 5, 2025

9

Blood drips slow from the ceilingOh it tastes like rustHead's poundingSirens screamingMy mind’s combustCops poundingThe door’s caving in“Where were you” they shout“where’ve you been”I’m blankI’m hollowThe reel won’t playNo pastNo shadowJust a foggy grayIron tastes like memoryBitter and coldQuestions...

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7 Comments
- Willow
  10 months ago
  
  This has a surreal aspect to it. The iron tasting like memory is brilliant. Mind sees blood
  - Drieks
    10 months ago
    
    Thank you Willow 🙏🏻
    Your words truly mean a lot to me.
- Damian DeadLove
  10 months ago
  
  Brilliantly penned, Drieks. Into the book it belongs! Phenomenal lyrics my friend especially that chorus, love the drive of the musical arrangement, the beat is almost trance like. Excellent work. Appreciate you.
  
  Damian
- Drieks
  10 months ago
  
  Thank you Damian! 🙏🏻
- Adelphina
  9 months ago
  
  This is awesome! I’m sorry I’m late to this post!!
  Just wow!!
  - Drieks
    9 months ago
    
    Thank you so much Adelphina! It really means a lot to me.
- Drieks
  8 months, 4 weeks ago
  
  I can’t thank you enough for your beautiful words. I am pretty bad at accepting compliments so bare with me.
  Also, english is not my native language so if I say something that doesn’t make much sense, I apologize!
  
  But thank you for saying all this to me. Truly.
  And no, I do not realize I help people through my words but it is really nice to think I can/do.
  
  ❤️
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