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Read Morecracks in the foundationa skeleton of a structurehumanity under sedationtarnished blood no cureone more lost servantpreaching Jesus savesin these times so urgentwe're all their slaves do you believein something you've never seenwhy can't you conceivea metaphor so serene the body is...
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Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. The phrase has been bastardized for sure, by those who choose to use it for personal gain, whether it be financial or merely for social status. Some treat it like it’s something that looks good on their Resume. Yeah, I see the difference for sure. lol. The younger me would have never thought I’d arrive at this conclusion. I’ve always called things out, somethings are a constant in my life I guess. Thanks for the killer commentary. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Powerful work. You nailed it.
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Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Thomas. So glad you connected with the lyrics my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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As someone who lived under violence of many types for years, l can understand your intense words and feelings, for me I couldn’t lose my Faith at any circumstances, my belief is that the humans must believe in something( I’m not speaking only religiously) so they can move on in life without being completely lost.
“the body is a temple
and we all abuse it”I was touched by these lines, many many times we are not treating ourselves kindly. This poem is touching. Thank You my friend 💖
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Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Light. So glad you connected with the lyrics my friend. That was deep my friend, but beautifully stated. I agree without faith of any sort (not limited only to religion) humans easily become completely lost. Sorry you had to go through violence my friend, you’re a survivor and a gifted poetess whose words burn brightly with positive energy.
That’s one of my favorites lines as well. I concur we don’t always treat ourselves kindly. I’m glad you enjoyed the write. Appreciate you.
Damian
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And Thank You for your heartfelt and positive response 🤍 I’m glad You could find your way out and started a new journey where there is peace and comfort, may your days be filled with joy and Light💕😊 🕊️🙏🏻
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Thanks so much. And a peaceful journey to you as well my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Read MoreLove Sonnet LXIX Love isn’t always on time, sometimes it travels back country roads, avoiding ruts and detours, and often, gets lost on unmarked lanes of dead ends. And then, then you come across an open field filled with Blue Bells and Poppies, swaying to African...
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It comes exactly when it means to. Sometimes when we’re not looking. Beautiful poem
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Exactly, Willow. And, I think too, this “unexpected love” is or becomes the love of your life!! Thanks for your kind words, Willow, you and they are much appreciated.
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Both beautiful and brilliant… and when it’s unexpected it’s more fulfilling and overwhelming… and… right.
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Read More© 2025 Blae-Lok had told me it would be a long journey, so I prepared a knapsack with a few extra clothes, some toiletries and other minor provisions -- like snacks. I didn’t know what June Bugs ate, but...
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Read MoreIn the sea of blue-green glass The cracks and slivers are camouflaged Beauty entices and invites you to touch Unaware minute cuts into unsuspecting skin When eyes focus You see the warped and corrupted shards Lessons learned and ingrained into the subconscious As blood drips and...
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I see this as someone discovering the blue green glass for the first time. Interesting poem, Fia.
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Thank you, Tim;))
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I see it as a discovering of the truth about someone close.
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Thank you, Peter;))
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Beautifully penned, Fia. Excellent write my friend, I love your musings. Appreciate you, cuz.
Damian
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Thank you, Damian;))
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good morning lovely Fia this went from beautiful to dark carried out by the frothing sea so poignant ❤️
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Thank you, crimsin 🩷
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Beauty brought fore by abrasion.
An important truth of nature I believe.-
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Yes it is. Thank you, Jim;))
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Chère F.,
Pollution in its mildest form.
An environmental poem in disguise.
See? That’s the fun of it. To write something small and everyone had his/her own ideas about it.
Pure genius, no matter how you look at it.Keep ‘em coming please…..
Warmest regards, Gus-
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Thank you, Gus (I will try to keep going:) )
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Excellent analogy…beauty often disguises danger for the unwary
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Thank you, Willow;))
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Very mysterious and philosophical.
Regards JamesI love the way glass goes from sharp and dangerous to soft and smooth with the passing tides
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Thank you, James;))
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twofiftythree posted in the group ”BACK TO POETRY BASICS”
for sake of the lesson I added punctuation…don’t get attached.
gravity slip
I stumble thru a world
that’s bent slightly outa focus
as if it were half dream,
half burn.
heat risin off my skin in waves
like quiet embers tryin
to decide if I’m worth ignitin.every breath feels wrong,
every step lands heavy,
gravity clawin up my s…Read More![Profile Photo]()
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Sheer brilliance, Syr 253
You’ve mastered the heatbeat techniques of Free Verse poetry: Imagery, deeply gripping emotion, metaphor, spot-on line-breaks, seamless enjambment, syntax; and, except for the distraction of missing “g’s”, your diction and spellbinding flow would be irresistibly captivating to the senses.
Also, your well-placed…Read More
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The interesting thing about this one to me, is that there are people who call themselves “of faith” and use the rhetoric but don’t walk the walk. I was reminded of so many of those people…especially in the current atmosphere of the world…they speak without real understanding and definitely no faith. As a man of faith now, I imagine you recognize the difference. As one who hadn’t come to that place yet, I’m not surprised you still called it out. You always take me somewhere with your pieces…often on a rant. This one is no exception, my friend