I hear you beautiful Fia people take them too seriously which hinders our creativity as it just flows I went through an anger period when I was going through a tough time and lost a lot of followers because of it peace to you lady let it come as it will 💕

Its a gift to be able to express feeling with words..I’m glad you have the gift 🌼

Words have serious magical power….that’s why we call it SPELLING. I’m sure you’ve that one before, but it’s true. Where do thoughts and inspiration come from? Poetry is the great filter. Use responsibly.

Cleverly penned, Fia. I always enjoy your musings. Phenomenal write, cuz. Appreciate you.

Damian

I think of my poetry as not by me. It’s by little ghost in my ear nagging me till I write their words down hehe. Wonderful ink, friend.

I can’t even count the emotions I’ve given ink to. Without poetry…I have no voice. Without a voice…we fade. Very nice

Clever word play. I especially like the transition:

“In moon river dreams, my limbs drifted
from pillow to ache within the attic”

Excellent write.

Thank you Joe. Isn’t it beautiful how music connects the world? Were all looking at the same moon river

What a well done, strong write. Poetry is so broad, so I look for what moves me, and makes me nod, with approval.
This succeeds quite well.

Cleverly penned, Ghosteen. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Thank you’ I will not let death become me, until the grim reaper reads my rites.

Powerfully penned, Fia. Could feel these words my friend, excellent write. Appreciate you.

Damian

There is true and honest pain here, so palpable I can almost touch it.

A powerful piece written with heart blood. An empath can feel what is Hidden behind the words. Vibrations speak louder and clearer than words. Great work Fia!

One of the hardest things is trying to help and being pushed away.

Great ink, friend.

Thank you, Nick;))

So true. I can write it down…to give me release for the moment at hand. But somethings live on forever. You can’t delete it. I wish I could. Oh no! Another thought coming on!!!

I just wrote Edit My Life after writing my comment.

It seems that a lot of times, when I comment on someone’s work, the way I relate turns into my own next submission.

Thanks

I feel this. The weight of another persons sorrow. A moving piece.
Kind regards
James

Powerfully penned, Brenda. Your words pulled on these old heartstrings my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Your words have a way of slicing below the surface, to the core. The last two lines remind me of the lyrics, “ it’s better to burn out than it is to rust”. Keep shining, my friend.

I sincerely hope to meet you on the other side!

thank you graciously dearest Gus for feeling me so deeply it’s appreciated 💕