This poem made me imagine a wandering lycan. Nice write! “)

Listen to the YouTube page after I read it. Very ominous. I like it.

Thanks for reading and listening.
Regards James

This hits like a nightmare you can’t wake up from — stark, elemental, unforgiving.
Wolves, sea, bone, oubliette… nothing sentimental here, just extinction rendered clean and cold.

Willow, this had me tearing up. This struck many chords.

Brilliant and sad.

It’s a dangerous time for American citizens,especially those that dare to be different or decent.

This is an appropriate piece for the times, but sadly it’s going to get so much worse. So many more of the defiant ones will lose there lives for freedom. But when you don’t know history it’s bound to repeat itself, maybe Revelations saw all of this.

Powerfully penned, Willow. A heartfelt tribute to a fallen sister of the pen, but most of all a mother and a human being taken from her child and loved ones. It’s fucking disgusting behavior by a bunch of twisted fucks who aren’t qualified for the job and looking to spill innocent blood. I truly don’t recognize this world anymore. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

The best poem on her I’ve heard. This is very moving Willow. I can only hope to write like this someday.

Such a brilliant and touching piece Willow. As many said here, this is going to get worse until someone or many revolt and fight the opposition. November elections are so very important! Until then, be alert and one step ahead of this ruthless, tyrannical dictator!

This hurts in the quiet way that lasts longer than outrage. You’re not trying to explain grief—you’re standing inside it and letting it speak for itself. The repetition of “we will shout your name” feels like a vow, not a slogan, and the turn from shouting to whispering at the end is where this poem really guts me. That’s the truth of mourning: public rage fades, but private grief keeps breathing. This is restrained, honest, and necessary. Keep writing like this.

A light removed, undeserved. Regardless of her motivations, none of it warranted a death sentence.

A wonderful, albeit bittersweet, write, Willow.

This is a very scary time. I think we need to be sad, angry, but also hopeful. And also most importantly we need to take action. This is a fight for humanity. We will lose friends and we will be called names and some of us will die for our freedom. But every Democrat needs to understand this doesn’t change without voices and voting.

Great poem, friend.

We love the heated suspense, but we aren’t as trusting that the same person that enter the bathroom is the same that exits. We think there is a twist to this piece and we like twist, tight one Lady

PoWERFUL WORK. Tremendous writing.