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    Welcome to Stars Rite News 1/16/26

    ✨ Hello, Stars Rite Community ✨ We’re happy to share that Stars Rite now has a designated space for news and updates. This way, you can stay informed without needing to join a separate group just to find out what’s...

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    libido

    insulted lust craving you in the momentacess denied so cruellycarelessly I did the same so many timesjilted desire to burn and it not be returnedshifty need so fickle now you're painfully aware of what my body can dowithout provocation...

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    • Passionately penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Chère C.,
      On DUP my nom de plume was Jilted Johnny.
      Not practical, because on SoundCloud the seemed to be somebody with the same name.
      I like it that you use Jilted in this very beautiful new poem of yours.

      Love it a lot. The artwork too.
      An awful lot.
      Warme groeten, Gus

    • hi dearest Gus you honor me with your presence thank you my friend and jilted I can’t see it I deeply appreciate your thoughts ❤️

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    Blackbird On The Wire

    A phone call now may wake her  straddle waking dreams to the hymen-ever-after  once upon a sleeping crime nothing rhymed    ....and the moon is a voyeur’s pearl  stringing whispers to sky balustrade    A phone call now may wake her  strip negligee to bone  dribble honey thru pillow hives  flood hornets’ nest between legs    ...and I’ll sail this sleep...

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    • Many times writes are over my head, like this one. LOL. I’m pretty good at deciphering poems, etc. Yet some are more complex and perhaps “inside” than I can travel to. But, pixie sticks poems have kept many a reader caught up in the meanings, looking for that connection with the author. It is a bond formed of our mental values. Of what we grasp for, as writer and reader. You make a hell of a spider.

      • Thanks Mark. Sometimes metaphor and images over-power the meaning and think this is such a case. It’s really testament to how an unexpected phone call can change life’s narrative.

        A spider? Ha. I could certainly do with 8 legs at moment. Broke the same ankle thrice and in the cold weather walk like a penguin with flatulence.

    • Oh motherfuck YES, this is goddamn poetry. I needed to get my head out of my own ass and breathe some air, and you, my sweet Welsh friend, are cold wind on a warm day.

      The way you fuck a line, gods, with lube and soft kisses and hair pulls.

      You weave a poem and use an unexpected trope-twist to make real magic. I’m reminded of why I word-crush on your shit.

      THE FUCKING LANGUAGE…

      straddle waking dreams to the hymen-ever-after

      AND THIS?! Fuck you. I’m literally jealous I didn’t write it…

      ….and the moon is a voyeur’s pearl
      stringing whispers to sky balustrade

      THIS?! AAAAARRRHHH!
      strip negligee to bone

      I’m almost over-stimulated and about to cuss you out for being brilliant but this?!

      sea-shell coved against my ear
      like a seance with the deaf

      …. that was amazing

      I wish I hadn’t quit smoking.

      Kickass shit.

      BB

      • Well Betty Boo, such praise from a writer like yourself, keeps my keyboard warm in middle of night.

        Not everyone gets me (so to speak) but I’m cool with that. It’s enough that the poets and people I hugely respect, give a considered nod to my scribbles.

        I’m yearning to visit Snowdonia (Eryri in Welsh). It has proved to be the most cathartic landscape.

        Keep the faith

        Rob x

    • Oo. Diolch H. You get it. The night tells all – there are reasons why my pillows are frayed.

      Even as a fiftysomething, I take great pleasure in scratching names in the sand. Last week I took a night walk to sing to the harbour lights – ignoring the bitter cold and manic screech of the junkies. The sea was so calm.

      Rob x

    • Hauntingly, up my alley…fantastic!

    • Powerfully penned, Ghosteen. Excellent write with great storytelling my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

  • Ass Pain

    Suffering is not unnatural, not abnormal,it should not be feared or avoided when it arises.Today I feel like crap.My mind and body are sufferingand all I want is for it to bugger off.So I search my mind for reasons,trying...

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  • Fourteen Short Stories for the Epic of Cavern Discoveries

    I At the first breath, the rock split its side for me,and the world fell quiet to hear my stride,for every gesture traced a pale decree,and every trace a pact with the void outside. II I descended through veins where...

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