Strangely brilliant.

The tension between digital distance and primal yearning – between the “computer screen” and “bones falling out of pillows”
– is utterly captivating. The imagery is beautiful and sensual, a collision of technology and raw desire.

Outstanding.

Your poetry always caresses the senses with a surrealistic hug. Nice one. 🙂

Oh, this is good!

Blimey Roma, I lie less than a mile from the sea and yet these words resonate louder than the incoming midnight tide. You are a mistress of the moon and sea – always leave that mahogany door open.

Beautifully penned, Roma. Your imagery is so precise it immediately grabs my attention. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

‘Then I awoke,
carrying the weight of water,
of memory,
of starlight,

bridging the world of the living
with the world I had entered.’

Your words have a sadness from core to display; I had to read them three times because at the first try I sighed, had to catch my breath; tragedy seemed to come from somewhere far, far out of reach. Such emotional words, could be real, true.

Hi emmagreen. Thank you so much for such a thoughtful response. 🌙 Your words mean a lot…I wrote this piece with that very sense of distance and weight in mind, like grief and memory carried from another realm. I’m touched it resonated with you.