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    Grandma

         There was once a figure I saw in a cemetery blurred by fog. A ghost, I believe. I even approached the figure. As I cleaved through the thick fog, I came to recognize her as my deceased...

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    • That is spooky Daniel.;)_

    • I have seen my grandmother in my dreams. To see in real it’s scary. I liked the line to reign better than serve.

      My grandmother she is in her 87 yrs and constantly when I cry she says don’t cry for past your life is ahead go live.

      Now I still cry but my tears heavy they roll in my eyes falling drop by drop

      Jessy Jacob ❤️

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    Damian DeadLove posted in the group Music is Art

    Fia, This is the song that defined my teenage years. As always the lyrics are key. They will be down below. This is my favorite version and performance off of MTV’s Unplugged.

    Oh, hello Mr. Soul, I dropped by to pick up a reason
    For the thought that I caught…Read More

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    Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month

    Strolling Through Hope

    I miss carefree days
    …before smoke filled the air
    and storms battered us left and right
    (seems like now it’s a choice of extremes)
    …before fear of walking in daylight
    even worse at night
    …before being forced to carry my papers
    hoping they even give them a glance
    because there’s money to be made…
    in…Read More

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    Strolling Through Hope

    I miss carefree days ...before smoke filled the air and storms battered us left and right (seems like now it's a choice of extremes) ...before fear of walking in daylight even worse at night ...before being forced to carry my papers hoping they even give them...

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    Someday Soon

    Desperation fuels chaos in the streets While false idols continue to make war Honest poets keep writing the receipts That’s right we’ve been keeping score   Someday soon judgment catches us all Pride hits hardest when forced to crawl   Evil people are cowards speaking in lies Hiding...

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      • Thanks for reading and your kind words, Sam. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • i think this rings true today as it did then. nicely penned, Damian.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Kay. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Damian, you did it again. made it into the Fia book.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’m honored to make it into the book my friend. Appreciate you, Cuz.

        Damian

    • Thanks for reading and your kind words, Brenda. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It does have a ripple effect for sure. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Raise a marshmallow to soon! It’s well past time. And again, another one that fits as well as the day it was mused, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Raising a marshmallow to soon! Unfortunately it fits because things have gotten worse, but us poets and poetesses are quite good at keeping account of all the receipts. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Great piece Damian. You’re the spokesperson for the demise of our country. This piece is remarkable.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Oh no! You mean I’m the deliverer of bad news? lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Powerful work, my friend. Excellent.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Thomas. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • While false idols continue to make war, this work summons a Jesus who refuses salvation and a Non‑Jesus who refuses erasure. They move like twin shadows, circling the wound the world keeps reopening. Nothing here seeks redemption. Instead, the performance asks who is allowed to carry a name that has been used to bless both mercy and violence. The ritual is not an answer, it is a reckoning.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, PAR. So glad you connected with the write my friend. That’s a deep analysis brother. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Damn. I read several gut punches this morning, but, my friend, I think I will stop at yours because no other gut punch will top this one for now. Powerful read. Great stuff!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Brandon. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Thank you for your continued support. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Another great piece my friend. It’s a madness that doesn’t seem to end.
      Amazing work.

      • Thank you so much for reading and your kind words, Wally. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It doesn’t seem to end, indeed. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Strong, strong, well done ink Damian.

      Bat

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