Powerfully penned, Brenda. Your words pulled on these old heartstrings my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Your words have a way of slicing below the surface, to the core. The last two lines remind me of the lyrics, “ it’s better to burn out than it is to rust”. Keep shining, my friend.

I sincerely hope to meet you on the other side!

thank you graciously dearest Gus for feeling me so deeply it’s appreciated 💕

Interesting how you go to one time period to the other.

Fia, thank you.

H. your presence here is a pleasure to the poetry world. I simply genuflect at your kind and caring soul x

Aww to watch them take a step brings a smile to my face.

fucking shit…. I left for a few weeks now you want me dead… ok im leaving

Um…duly noted. Definitely destruction incarnate

This is rather unsettling knowing the devastation that’s so common these days with active shooters. Very scary.

Powerfully penned, Fia. This is a change of pace my friend, you always prove there is no subject you can’t tame. It’s too close to call, you both delivered amazing writes. Appreciate you.

Damian

You nailed this one. No doubt about it. The kind of write that pulls you along in an inexorable tide of power and rhyme. I keep envisioning cement shoes while reading 😁

I construct stories all the time, too. I relate to this.

This reminds me of someone I used to work with. They had a full book worth of different stories in their head. They would go on all work shift telling me these stories.

Great ink, friend.

I do the same when I’m unoccupied. Daydreaming can be constructive as long as you know which sidewalk is real.