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Read MoreI'm like a fine red wine.Getting richer, deeper, more palatable as I get older.And yetI'm left, unopened,on display for all to see.So damned desirable, nobody wants to swallow me.But stillI'd rather be a cheap red wine, taken and enjoyed...
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Thanks for the kind words.
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Thanks …..sometimes the best words are the ones with the least effort….they are the truest.💋
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Read MoreFrom lust to frost,romance to regret,from fall to winter.Our passions have wintered.Yielding to loneliness -this season of surrender!Shared wintry breaths chilled our spirits.Our fleeting emotions wintering our love.Our passing trusts, now only wintery words.This crestfallen experience with you!We wilted,...
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This makes one think of the fall and how things seem to be dying but spring comes and something new can bloom Nice
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” then can the silence of tears”
I think you mean, “then came the silence of tears”
I love the last image of this piece, Daniel.
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Read MoreI am a prisoner behind my eyes.Oh! There is no gatekeeper!I am trapped forever by psychosis.And there is no quality of life here within.My mind is a padded prison cellwhere restrained, I throw myself into the walls.I scream for...
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There is no escape, sometimes I’m grateful for the walls because if they weren’t there then there would be nothing to bang my head against. The only thing here to grasp onto is pain. Your poem really captures this hopelessness, maybe there is no reply but there are ears out there waiting.
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Read MoreI have known of if since my youththis pursuit of a barefoot truthof a simpler way of living lifedewy meadows forever rife Always finding myself left lostleft here tussled and tossedby a most playful summer breezewho loves to flirt and...
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I love feeling the grass under my feet. I like how you bring in the breeze. Very calm piece. Like it
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Beautifully penned, LDF. A lovely read my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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This is good. To stay on the shelf, getting better and longing to be enjoyed.