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    Metaphor

    cracks 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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    • 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

      • 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

    • Powerful work. You nailed it.

    • 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 💖

      • 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

        • 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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    SESSION FOUR
    Wednesday, November 19th, 2025
    This session will be on the Japanese Senryu form.

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    SENRYU 川柳
    (sin-rew)

    A Japanese 3-line, unrhymed form of mostly human theme, similar to the Haiku in that it consists of 3-lines of 5/7/5 syllables each, completely without punct…Read More

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    • SPECIAL NOTES:

      [example 1, of course, violates the no rhymes rule, but I wanted to show it anyway as a possibility of using the basic Senryu format’s flexibility]

      [examle 3 | repeated from above in proper format]

      K A T A N A

      sharp samurai soul
      forged folded tempered by fire
      victorious dreams

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    Sleepy Eating Baby

    Your tiny lips upon my breast...For milk, to sleep Upon my chest...Softer than velvet, Upon My face...Your five little finger, rest in place...Your suckling sounds put me at ease...For I know there's enough for you to eat...Sweet dreams my...

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    100% All In

    it doesn’t matter how I movehis eyes are lockedclocking how I walktracking each shift of my hipswatching my legs cross when I sithe sees...everythinghe's got that x-ray vision if there's one thing I've learned...I tell myself this...girl, just do what...

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    • Passionately penned, Willow. Excellent write my friend, this had a little R&B sass to it. Dig it. Nice arrangement with the rhythm section driving the vehicle as an accompaniment to these bars you’re slinging. It’s Fire!! Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • Interesting you use the word sass…my nickname as a child was Sassy. Guess it never faded. Thank you, my friend 😊

    • WHOA!!! Willow, this is 100% passionate, sensual… sexy!!
      Love this line: “fire infused and filled with intention”. I swear, as I read this line, I could feel Heat spreading out from the computer screen and melted my keyboard. WTH, now I have bandaged fingertips…😎 now where did I put that fire extinguisher??!! Loved the music and singing.. I give it 100 snaps, 10 Hell Yeses, and sway the hips danceable!

      Curt

      • Well damn! That’s a lot! Much appreciated! I don’t have a fire extinguisher but Volupta routinely had me hitting the cold shower with her erotica. So I get it! Thank you, Curt 😊

    • I read this without the music, then listened to it. Both ways show the heat you were trying to convey. I love the part where you say he loves your mind. It’s a potent thing.

      • According to him, my body is banging but without my mind, it’s just anatomy. He never leaves me questioning my value in the space of us. Thank you, Fia 😊

    • A great piece of dedication and spiciness, tight one Lady

    • Full of passion and power. Tremendous work.

    • Brilliant work. Powerful.

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    Love Sonnet LXIX

    Love 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

      • 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.

    • Both beautiful and brilliant… and when it’s unexpected it’s more fulfilling and overwhelming… and… right.

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