RICHARD "Rascal" JENKINS

Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month

• 6 months, 1 week ago

Torn
It’s hard to turn away
Even the thought takes effort
Knowing that this..,
This thing between you and I
Well has no real end
There was a beginning
Way back when…

I should leave
I am the embodiment of the word toxic
I know my faults
My shortcomings
I know that…
Still, I cannot leave

This thing is like a bungie cord
I drop…Read More

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Fia Naturie wrote a new post

• 6 months, 1 week ago

Torn

Poetry

April 19, 2026

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It’s hard to turn away Even the thought takes effort Knowing that this.., This thing between you and I Well has no real end There was a beginning Way back when… I should leave I am the embodiment of the word toxic I know my faults My shortcomings I know...

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- Damian DeadLove
  6 months, 1 week ago
  
  Powerfully penned, Fia. Excellent write as always my friend. You know I always dig your musings. Nicely done. Appreciate you, Cuz.
  
  Damian
  - Fia Naturie
    6 months ago
    
    Thank you Damian;))
- Willow
  6 months ago
  
  The push pull in this is intense. Sometimes there’s a vast ocean between should and do. And as we know, I never learned to make bubbles, so swimming isn’t much of an option. Brilliantly written
Curly Grace posted in the group National Poetry Month

• 6 months, 1 week ago

Steadfast Flame

Do not tire, do not fade
your small light still guides the way.

Lift your hands, whisper your hope
let mercy fall where hearts are closed.

Breathe, and breathe again
grace softens stone
faith carries flame.

Rise each day
extend your hand
your devotion flows
into the unseen, the unheard
everlasting.

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- redzone
  6 months ago
  
  Love the art work!! It’s true I think, that we need to keep on going, to be the hope that keeps the lights on or the candle lit. Often, I think, people do not understand the effect they have on others, how their words or actions give people hope, a reason to keep going on. Our world suffers and it is the flame of hope that offers a way out.…Read More
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• 6 months, 1 week ago

Psyche

Poetry

April 19, 2026

4

I loved him unseen.That was my faith.I reached for lightand lost him.That was my undoing.So I walked through silence,through tasks that scraped the bone,through doubt that tasted like ash.I did not stop loving.That was my power.When he returned,I was...

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• 6 months, 1 week ago

Psyche and Eros

Poetry

April 19, 2026

4

He came in darkness.No face.No name.Only heat.Only breath.I opened.He moved through melike tide.Like fire.Like something eternal.Every touch a question.Every pause an answer.I saw him once.The light revealed desire.I lost him.I followed anyway.Through fire.Through doubt.Through hunger in my bones.When he...

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