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Read MoreIn the cancer year I bled like a thief, postmortem without a corpse The night she lost her hair tears of piers across the valleys crying for the days which will be no more, one bridge way too far When one was hurting silently the other one knew loudly; the afternoon deputy cancer-bastard pulled the shotgun...
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cancer is the loneliest hunter. thanks for the sentiments. fia
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Powerfully penned, Ghosteen. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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many thanks damian. of all the sites i have ever vistied, you are the most supportive & encouraging. says much about you as a person.
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That’s kind of you to say my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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“When one was hurting silently
the other one knew loudly; ” – This is actually very clever and damn accurate. Props for that bit of genius.
The write itself is brutally honest and centered once for heart and once for the head. This is why I search your writes out, for the skill. Awesome write, Rob.-
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you are not exactly bereft of writing skills yourself my friend. far from it.
that’s twice cancer has sliced my heart. moving on with so much love delivered to my spine.
thanks too for the ‘comments’ insight.
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diolch H. when a kind soul such as yourself emotionally responds to my tatty words, it makes it worthwhile. eerie touched your heart, that is all we can ask in this trapeze and circus we call life. x
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To find love but the old face is stuck in stasis of despair and anger. Nice one
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Appreciate the comments. Thank you!
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Summarize me again, please, my friend!
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Thanks PAR
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If Hatred was a person it will hate this Haiku poem.
Well written bro! “)-
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Thank you M.E!
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The promising and positive title” sunny days ” creates an interesting contrast to the harsh and brutally realistic content of the poem. Very well written, dear Keith! xox
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Thank you Elke. Hope all is well. xoxx
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redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month
The Silence of Words
April 30th, last day of
Poetry Month, arrives
with showers, grey skies,
and sadness. Fitting I
suppose referring to
the old saying, ‘April showers,
May flowers’, those Springtime
colors designed to bring joy,
happiness, and the feeling of
self-worth, of being whole
and seen, alive in wonder.
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I’ve found that more often than not, people translate words through whatever filter they’re currently struggling with. It may not have anything to do with us even. But our words have impact, not always how we meant them, and their responses have an equal impact. Words are powerful and because of that, can be dangerous. Even if unintended. I feel this one
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Hi Willow, I really appreciate your comment on this poem. I think your are right about the ‘filter’ of how words land with someone. It’s hard at times, even in real, face to face conversation, but here or on any social media website, it’s even harder. And yes, words are powerful and dangerous. It’s one reason I think, that we write poetry. Thank…Read More
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redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month
Love Sonnet LXXXVI
For some reason April 29th
hung in the air like a full
moon, its beams finding you
through the open window, andtickled your skin as you
slept. I watched you
breathing, breasts rising and
falling as the moon beamsfrolicked their enthusiasm,
causing you to awaken slightly,
roll on your side,And settle…Read More
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