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Fia Naturie and
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Sam Dickens wrote a new post
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I go through the same dilemma with the shopping carts, Sam. I always get the one that feels like there’s an earthquake commencing. How funny! I loved how you allowed your reader to follow through your excursion from aisle to aisle, frozen foods and pink toenails. What a gem. Much enjoyed…and I love this photo of you, too!
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Willow wrote a new post
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One can’t feel loss if they’ve never had anything to lose.
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No always a good reason to write, perhaps, but you always write them good. Tribute poems are the “in spite of death”. It can never be final as long as we never let go.
This is a statue, done in delicate honor. You created another corner in heaven.
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Life is a battle. And there are those who battle for us. It is hard when we lose those people. Great ink friend.
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Beautifully penned, Willow. Loved the arrangement. Starting with just vocal & piano, then introducing another instrument every verse throughout. First the bass line was nice, add some light drums, some strings, add in a build, then a harder drum beat, really enjoyed your choice of music. It pulled at my heartstrings my friend, the subtle changes added layers. Excellent work!! A lovely tribute. Appreciate you.
Damian
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He loved music. The number of times I woke up to ABBA blasting through the house, or the Statler Brothers…it had to be perfect to honor his love of music. He used to pretend he couldn’t sing, howling lyrics loudly off-key, just to get me to sing them correctly. Then he’d sit back smiling his head off. Memories are all I have now, but they’re beautiful. Thank you, my friend
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What magnificent Requiem for a beloved person!! Powerful and bittersweet. Brilliant work, dear Willow!
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Get some words up and I will be there for them. I haven’t figured out the support system here yet. I started out trying to comment on everything I could but some never reply, many don’t reciprocate and eventually I gave up. I will never be part of the “it” crowd, but I am solidly in the corner of sincere crowd, if that fits your needs. There are a few who are incredibly supportive. I’m grateful for them, support in return and don’t stress the rest. At the moment this is the best option available. Hopefully it will remain that. 😊
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All the Moons have their hold on me. This lovely poem held me for a spell and I was fearless yet tinged with a healing sorrow felt for the many dear folks that have flown.
I was born on a New Moon. It is always enlightening for me during its waxing.
Be well friend.
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I enjoyed how this came full circle.
It started with an irritating bumpy grocery car wheel then at the end he didn’t care about his dented rim.
It’s symbolic because it shows movement your write. How your day can start out mundane but end on a high note.
I enjoyed the read:)