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Hoi Chère C.,
If I may quote you:
in my slumberous state I cause chaosDon’t we all?
I embrace the thought in real life.
There’s nothing more tedious or boring than perfection.So:
in my slumberous state I cause chaos
Is the cherry on the cake.
Just my opinion.À lovely write!
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Fantastic spill, my friend! May Arawn hear your darksome call and be your lantern into Annwfn. Not just yet though, we need more of your beautiful melancholy. Excellent poem as always.
Clay
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There is NO SIN in being a woman, none. If there is SIN, it is brought about by the burdens placed on women in a male dominated, patriarchal system and society. It’s a strange evolutionary process that a biological difference (having babies) became the source of oppression.
While I applaud the artistic value of this poem, its sadness, its flow, and metaphor, I am also torn in that there should be no sacrifice made. Instead, there should be a head held high acceptance of the chaos, of celebrating joining the chaos made by all of us as human beings, and we are a chaotic bunch.
Crimsin, I hope I have not trampled all over your poem’s garden, it’s just that women are not evil or gods, just human. And certainly not for sacrifice.
Curt
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hello dearest Curt good afternoon I get what you’re saying but my sin is more memories and reflection on days passed things I have done and regret I try to reconile them in me but they stilll make sad they are coming more ofteh these days and I’m not doing well it seems my soul is aware that my time grows short… I deeply appreciate your beautiful comment ❤️
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Chère C.,
What a beautiful write!
Love it that you wrote it.
Love it even more that you’ve posted it.
I tried to single out which sentence drew me in.
But I can’t.
I’ll read it again tomorrow.
Until then….Kind regards, Gus
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“Sanctuary in a smile”. After the “lust’ settles and there is just the warmth holding each other, it is the “smile” that says everything and how you can stay in that moment forever. It’s that smile that tells you you are home; where the momentary “lust” becomes more.
I enjoyed reading your poem Crimsin.
Curt
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Powerfully penned, Peter. Excellent fucking write my friend. This has layers and I dig layers. Appreciate you.
Damian