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Read MoreThe ballroom music softly filled my head.And figures appeared before my hand.Classy gowns,upside down frowns. And fancy clothes all around.A ballroom dance,newfound romance.Is what my heart remembers and found. Once upon a December,I remember it well.I was going there,near my wishing...
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Read MoreThe Hell within… was sparked by traumatic events. The Hell within my mind… was seared into my memory. The Hell within my heart… is the locomotive force of my writing. The Hell within… will remain as I refuse what was my heaven!
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Powerfully penned, Daniel. Amazing write, you’re a very authentic writer my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Read MoreThe shadow I cast at night, is that of my soul on fire. The shadows of my passion, cast onto the faces of others. The shadow of a tall flame, one that rises the more it consumes. The shadows within… cast themselves...
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Powerfully authentic, Daniel. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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A true fan you are! Appreciate you!
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Read MoreAre we gazing into the mere moments we have left? Not into each other's eyes, rather into the only time we have left? Rather than moments, let's gaze on into many years ahead! When we’re old and still in-love…
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Beautifully penned, Daniel. Into the book it belongs! Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Read MoreGhetto Lions Her lover man, drunk on romance,is led by her down skid row.He is a sad-eyed prophet of gloomwho topples imaginary kingdomsin his game of emotional chess.He never quite captures the king. He hugs her, his angel of midnight dreams.His...
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Intriguing write, John. This piece has layers and lots of depth my friend. Amazing imagery and storytelling. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Damian, I am most grateful for your seeing into the layers within this piece. And also very grateful for your appreciation of the imagery and storytelling in my poem. I appreciate you too, very much.
John
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Tremendous work. Powerful and vivid. Excellent.
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Thank you so much Thomas. Very much appreciated your observations on my poem. Very grateful.
John
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This is so worth reading. The grittiness and inner searching, as well as a lonely desire dresses this up nice. I get a real California children of the night feel to this. So well done. Great poem.
Did you mean as he combs her golden tresses?
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Thank you so much Tim. You did see into the heart of my poem with a keen insight into its meaning. Love your words here. You have brought joy into my night. And yes I did indeed meaning he combs. Thank you so much for pointing that out. You really helped a lot with that. Have a great night.
John
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I really appreciate that, Adira. I know I could comment more. Im just not much of an analyst lmao! Just a writer haha. Doesn’t mean I don’t read your work. Again, 😊 thanks!