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    Derelict Dimensions

    I am an abandoned building a series of echoing roomscreaky whispering floorboardscrowned by star freckled roofas time advances and takes its tolla structure solid...and decayingunhidden...but strangely unseensecrets bursting...but unspokenthe stories these walls could tell...memories from rafter to foundationit takes...

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    • I love abandoned buildings and urbex, places that have personality & soul. It really makes you think about all the stories and feelings that haunt those rooms long settled into stillness and the quiet noise of slow decay, so much like those old folks now mostly forgotten.

      • I am an urbex hound myself and feel much the same as you. I suppose that’s what made me follow that theme. Thank you 😊

    • Fantastic, and abandoned. Excellent.

    • Powerful work. Vivid and sharp.

    • Powerfully penned, Willow. Excellent write my friend, your choice in accompaniment fit your words nicely. You have an ear for it in fact. Nicely done as always. I dig this a lot. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • Thank you, Damian. Coming from you, that means a lot. I try to hear what the words are saying. They always have a voice of their own and I guess I enjoy and connect more easily with them than with people frequently. Just gotta listen. Thank you, my friend 😊

    • Art at its best. We’re lucky to have you here Willow.

    • Now it matches you. 🙏💖

    • Willow, I hardly know what to say. It is a great honor to have something named for me. I am doubly pleased that it is a decaying old thing which — no, this is not an insult!– that it creaks, with unspoken stories and strangely unseen secrets; the wind does whistle through my cracked windows, my friend, and curiosity still burns with undying heat. another story is always waiting. Yes, you couldn’t have painted a better picture of me with a camera. Thank you for this lovely, lovely gift!
      FD

      • The stories untold are moments lost. When nobody asks, they remain locked away. My elders have been my rocks. The Roots I grew from. Without those stories, I wouldn’t be who I am today. Your young ones must feel the same of you, my friend

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    wait

    the portal shimmers then opensa soul of water and air walks througha being of light reflected in my gazemy head bows I don't wish to meet her looksulken sorrow pure of thoughtI'm concealing sadnessthe vision blurs through my tearswith...

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    ma

    sadness like a fog has settled indespondent and withdrawn I interact almost not at allanxiety swells and I grievethe pain of loss never goes awaythe moments inbetween is all I haveso tonight I turn the music upthe tunes my...

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  • bi-trillets attempt. this one wasn’t easy for me…never do well when rhymin is involved.

    endless night confession

    breathe in the black smoke, love feels like a joke
    the nights we wasted tasted strange
    cheap liquor kiss, dirty exchange

    you were my worst itch, struck like a kill switch
    old barroom lungs in borrowed light
    we swore we’…Read More

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    • A brilliant submittal, Syr Dru 🥂

      Congratulations on another successfully excellent effort in displaying such admirable skill in the true essence and grasp of that which is conveyed in these earnestly shared teaching sessions.

      Your poetic potential is second to none … this piece is spot-on in every sense of the phrase: meter, poetic voice, i…Read More

      • I wonder if we are readin the same poem. I really expected this one to get marked up with a red pen on all the places I went wrong. I appreciate your input and the lessons you’re providin. I’ll agree with you on fixin the rhyme so I’ll add the s to pain. but you’re gonna have to pry my lowercase letters and lack of punctuation from my cold dead ha…Read More

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    a poem never too long

    Leave me to bethe sprite of dawn,calling poets and monksto inspiring realms.The raw gemstonesinside mountains or over shoresechoes of primitivenessare refined in them.The flower on a snowed branchrefusing to grow upthe tree, steady in all seasonsrooted in belief.To bethe...

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    • Beautifully penned, Light. Into the book it belongs! Such a warm and lovely write my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • The warm and lovely is your review my dear friend💗 Thank You so much for this gift in this morning, I am really grateful 🤍 “into the book it belongs!” Beautiful words that will stick in my head for a while… ☺️

    • Chère L.,
      Hope this finds you well.

      If this isn’t a declaration of love, a poem to celebrate life? I don’t know what it is.
      Love is!
      Kind regards, Gus

      • “declaration of love, a poem to celebrate life?” These sentences could be beautiful titles, new inspiring poems! Thank You for your very sweet review and inspiration my friend, I am grateful for your time and visit ☺️

        • Chère L.,
          If you find inspiration in what I wrote, please be my guest.
          That is (just my opinion) exactly what a forum like this is about.

          Keep them (your poems) coming please.
          Warm regards, Gus

    • I always feel a pang of pity for those who are unable to see it and fully appreciate it, especially those times when it’s poor pitiful me who can’t see it and not fully appreciate it, this inexplicable thing that drives us to observe & create. Thanks for the reminder!

      • Good Day my friend~

        We are all not perfect, and many times we miss an opportunity or a chance or even an inspiration, still don’t pitty yourself, as long as You are aware of if You will create your own opportunities and inspiration😊.Thank You for sharing your thoughts and for your kind visit.

    • Chère L.,
      I’ve been back for another eyeful of beauty.
      Love the artwork too!
      Warm regards, Gus

    • A beautiful poem and make’ my eyes open wide.

    • Dearest Light💕 in my humble opinion, you could write poems & poetry for ever & a day and they would never be too long and nor would I tire of reading them .. No kidding .. Your friend, Me 😎💛🌻👍

      • Dearest Neville🤍 You do know how to make this G girl warmly happy and grateful, your words and their sincerity mean so very much to me💕 thank You, thank You really and with all the beautiful good things✨🌺🌷🌸🌼🌻💐🌹🌿🌱🌲🍀☘️🪴✨

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