Simple pleasures, and small feats. Great write Peter. xx

Beautifully penned, Peter. It’s the little things. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Thanks Damian and PG….it’s a long day without a cup of tea, so get in early.No.matter what my mood a piping hot cuppa moves it for a while.
I guess so does bourbon but not at six on the morning.

Hoi hoi Peter,
That’s a qualitea poem. Hats off.
Love it a lot. Leave it up to me to murder your language.

If you are American: Thank you!
In all other cases: keep ‘em coming, please.

Kind regards, Gus

This feels like the opening of a horror poem. Nicely done

powerful poem dearest James ❤️

Thanks for reading
Regards James

Dear K,

For me, I appreciated the sense of loss in such brevity. Those quiet whispers in nature say so much if only I could understand the language. Terrific write. H🌷

Thanks for reading.
There is a magic on the wind through trees and waves and grass
regards
james

Tragic, painful, sadness. This poem has so much hurt but brilliantly written Brenda. Great!

Powerfully penned, Brenda. This one tugs at the heartstrings my friend. I can feel the hurt in your words. Thanks for sharing. Appreciate you.

Damian

With lost things can never be the same, but you can still move forward. Sad piece Lady

Powerfully penned, Brenda. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Powerful work. You paint this scene well.

dark, delectable, demonic, dirtily dished-out-damnation of the damsel’s sexual soul – I loved it, Crimsin! Harriet-Jacqui xx

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

Damian