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    Through The Shadowed Door

    The night lay veiled, no stars above,A silent, frozen tomb.A deadly stillness bound my love,And filled the world with gloom.Where were my guides, my constant light?The stars had fled the sky.A gaping void, an endless night,Where all my hopes...

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    • Well done! An apt poem for this liminal season. 🌼

      • Thank you, Average Joe! I’m glad it felt in tune with the October spirit. There’s something about this liminal season that makes the shadows and the dance feel just right. 🌙🍂

    • It takes a rare skill set to verse a formal poem. Colour me impressed.

    • Hi Rob,
      Thank you! After trying my hand at this, I’ve realized that writing formal poetry is a lot harder than it looks, haha. I’m really glad my attempt still read well — that means a great deal to me. I’ve always admired the discipline and musicality of formal verse, so your words truly resonate. It’s very much appreciated.

    • This is one magnificent piece Romaj. Beautiful, atmospheric, transcending, mesmerizing. You’re a very talented poetess.

    • Outstanding piece. The rhyme scheme is right on, and the meter flows really well. Lastly, the story told plays out like a lilting song. You are surely gifted at writing.
      keep doing what you do, you’re quite good at it.

      • Thank you, Styxian! I’m so glad the rhyme, meter, and story felt like a song to you. This was my first attempt at writing in this style, and it’s definitely harder than it looks, haha. Your kind words mean a lot and really motivate me to keep learning and improving.

    • It’s always a treasure reading your poems. The rhyming is fantastic and the story too.
      I loved the stanza about the quiet song!
      You made this look easy. Great piece chica!

    • Thank you so much! I’m really glad you enjoyed it– and especially that the stanza about the quiet song stood out to you. I had so many different versions of that one, so I’m thrilled it still came through the way I hoped. It definitely wasn’t as easy as it looks, haha, but your kind words make it feel worth the effort!

    • Brilliantly penned, Roma. Excellent flow my friend with your precise trademark imagery on display. I dig this! Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Thank you so much, Damian! I really appreciate your kind words. I’m glad the imagery and flow resonated with you–it means a lot coming from you. Always grateful for your support!

    • I read this twice to bask in the wonder and transcendence of your poem. The imagery tied together into a dream of exquisitely woven artfully crafted tapestry of high poetic art. I could feel this deep in the marrow of my being. From start to finish this is an impressionist beauty as eloquent as it is profound. The ending felt like a release of your unbounded spirit. A celestial dance of unfettered freedom. Superbly composed.

      John

    • Thank you so much, John. Your words are truly humbling. I’m thrilled the imagery and rhythm resonated so deeply. It means a great deal that you could feel the “tapestry” of the poem in that way. Your description of the ending as a celestial dance beautifully captures what I hoped to convey. I really appreciate your generous and insightful reading

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    White Coin

    Too many years wasted, life poorbecause I spent them unwisely.So quick to be a have-not,squandering a wealth of days. Befitting then, to staya silhouette, asideyour passing light.My hat in my hands;have mercy for me.Be as generous as I hope you are.May the moon that glows upon you,be a white coin, enriching my night. Someday, when I burn,when what's left of mewill be urn'dinto crack-rocks of bone,chop me, linear and longlike I always was,with a starter credit card.Pretend I wasn'tso close to worthless after all. But, I can't stop you,if you want,from laying me pronein the ground.Holding me down,with a tombstone;Come read, anytimewhat I meant to you.A love that went away,spent with quartersof the partial moon. ~ I will tell the other ghoststhat we were fantastical.You, a unicornwith your black mane, andpiercing eyes.One of a kind, thatI, the dragonleft the hollowof my mountain for. I faked fire with my words.Yet it still felt warmwhen you were cold.And with you whenI stretched in bed,arms overhead,it was the closestI ever came to flying.As your smile offeredsilent applause.Maybe that was my best-effort at rising, eclipsingthat white coin.And I can saythat I was a dragon once. ~ Tonight, still alive,I crack the window;a slot between glass and sill.The one white coin slips through,and I'll spend my portion on you.With all of your ample generosity;It's the least I can do. ~~~

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    • I’m proud to say I’m a writer when I read poems like this. It has integrity and image. You’re a great writer, Styx.

    • Well I’m glad that you continue to write in here, Tim. To me, this is a group effort for all of us to enhance our abilities.
      For years, decades even, I kept my material mostly to myself. A shy writer. LOL. Yet, no, open up and give and take.
      Thanks for your encouragement Tim. I do try.

    • This is sweet and has many layers to it. I do like the way you say the moon is a coin.

      • Hello Fia!
        I liked the idea and then I just wrote. But I had no idea where it would go or what the outcome would be. I surprise myself sometimes, with my results. I’m an audience to my own writing, if that makes sense!
        Thank you for the nod, too.

    • This poem reads like a quiet confession beneath the moonlight. I love how the “white coin” becomes a symbol for time, memory, and love — spent, lost, and offered again. The dragon and unicorn imagery gives it a fable-like weight, while the emotions remain deeply human. It’s wistful, tender, and quietly generous in its final offering.

      • Thank you for that thoroughly kind comment. I wasn’t sure what I was after, when I decided to start writing “something’. So it is sort of a mosh perhaps. The contemplations of life and love making it through it all, I suppose?
        Your comment is quite generous, thank you.

    • Your use of symbolism is a joy my friend.

      • Everything is something…
        As I age, I’m trying not to be a hoarder! LOL. Yet I like lots of random things, trinkets, etc. But I do need to thin out my stuff. I may be moving sooner rather than later.

    • Oh how to comment on this! It’s stunning and heartfelt.
      Truly an epic write. My eyes got a little teary and my smile kept smiling throughout the whole read.
      Each section took me somewhere new but the emotion carried over smoothly.

      What a talent you are and a blessing:)

      • Well, I am definitely blessed the past few years. Finding DUP, and the many talented and electic writers, seemed to have inspired me to write more.
        And then, you. Incredible fortune to have you in my life, baby. I love you.

    • Beautifully penned, Mark. Into the book it belongs! Love the depth and layers of this one my friend, excellent storytelling per usual. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • Thank you Sir Damian. I’m surrounded by some wonderful writers in here, so I have to pull my weight yaknow! LOL

    • Kinda like a romantic Lord Of The Ring or Game of Thrones, like this along with your word play within the piece. Tight

      • What’s up!
        I feel that too many times my endings suck. LOL. Yet I tend to ramble too long in a write as well. I’ve been working on shortening my writes lately. Hopefully it pays off.
        I was definitely looking at this as a bit of a romanticism, yes. Not over done though. Sappy is softening us all. LOL

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    Bumpy Wheel

    As usual, I grab the wrong grocery cart and go bumpity-bumpity down the aisle. Maybe there's a wad of gum or something stuck to a wheel. I bend down to see. A jelly bean! For goodness sake! For the prices Piggly Wiggly charges,...

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    • I enjoyed how this came full circle.
      It started with an irritating bumpy grocery car wheel then at the end he didn’t care about his dented rim.
      It’s symbolic because it shows movement your write. How your day can start out mundane but end on a high note.
      I enjoyed the read:)

    • Thank you so much. I’m glad you enjoyed it.

    • I go through the same dilemma with the shopping carts, Sam. I always get the one that feels like there’s an earthquake commencing. How funny! I loved how you allowed your reader to follow through your excursion from aisle to aisle, frozen foods and pink toenails. What a gem. Much enjoyed…and I love this photo of you, too!

    • Thank you, Kelly. There are the ones that won’t steer straight, also. I tell my single 34 year-old son to spend more time at the grocery store.

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