Fantastic, Damian.

This is a dark piece, but it is really good. Thank you for sharing it.

Excellent piece.

Well look at you being all dark after Christmas:)
Each section had its own dark point of view.
I really enjoyed the stanza about evil hiding in the mundane
It reminds me of the saying in the Bible. Idle hands are the devils workshop.

Great piece amigo!

hello dearest Damian very darkly powerful ❤️

Fantastic piece of dark poetry my friend. Wonderfully executed.

Heavy hitting vibe, bro This moves the mind down some chambers

Much respect

Naaj

A bittersweet piece, so beautiful and sad! I am glad that you reassured us that you are doing well , dear Damian!

This reads like a slow descent through psychological aftermath—the kind that doesn’t announce itself loudly but corrodes over time. The imagery stays grounded while the emotion escalates, especially the idea of evil hiding in the mundane. Quiet, heavy, and effective.

I can see why others see this is dark, but I read it more as a reflective piece on darker moments. Like sitting under moonlight and remembering full darkness of troubled days…having just enjoyed the warmth of a fire and full spirit. There are definitely elements that lean into darker aspects, but if we’re not peering into those corners, are we really paying attention, or are we just living in denial? To be all sunshine and daisies in the current environment is pure folly. I don’t see dark, I see the shadows that follow us wherever we go. The hope that we still find light. Follow that muse where it takes you, my friend. It never leads you astray

this is extraordinarily noir if you don’t mind me saying .. just saying .. Neville

Beautifully penned, Nick. A very heartfelt write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Sounds like you’ve got yourself a touchstone. When the world rolls heavy on you, she’s the solid that makes it bearable. Beautiful, my friend

Fantastic!

Beautifully penned, Mstrmnd. Such a heartfelt tribute to your dad my friend. Excellent storytelling as well. Appreciate you.

Damian

Reading this I can feel how much he means to you. As a parent you want to make sure you are doing the right thing and of course we have the memories of the children growing up. But we forget we are the child as well. We have past memories further back of being raised. Hmm this is making me feel more than I thought. Very good writing.

Thank you..and yes he means the world to me..but Ive taken time and the cycle of life for granted..wish I had more time..thanks for commenting

Oh. The buildup in this. All the details and building blocks of growing up. Cherishing our memories and time.
Time is the most reliable thing. It is ever present and we tend to push it aside. Put visits off or do a check in occasionally.
I completely relate to this.
My mom is 75 and doesn’t get around like she used to. This year i did all the cooking and she still felt the need to
to be bossy! Even when we were at the grocery store! Hahaha. It’s a mother/daughter thing! Her gift to me is humor. It was always in our household.
And love, I can feel this in your write. Even the admiration and respect you had for each other.
This got me a little teary eyed at the end.
God bless

Brilliantly penned, Naaj. Excellent write my friend. Dig the layers in this one it’s a hard hitting powerhouse that’s spitting facts. Nicely done. Appreciate you.

Damian

Oh, I am glad I discovered this (not for all, but for me) and I must ask you this: have you made any audios of your work? this is only the second one of your works I have read, and it begs the be heard. I must say I’m a bit prejudiced in that, being one who comes from that stable, but this really would be even more impressive aloud. Nice work, sir.

It seems that the more favorable holiday has shifted to thanks giving.

Cleverly penned, Peter. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Dear P,

I found quite a bit of dark humor very relatable in this write. I really appreciated this point of view. The loneliness and pushed commercialism can be overwhelming and sad. Terrific write. H🌷