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Read MoreNourished by horrid memories indeed. Imageries I wish unseen. I thought it, I wrote it. I lived it; I remember it. A child in darkness puts hell in ovationY but where was my heaven? A child that needed holy liberation, oh, how I tried with my...
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My poetry should be called ‘Trauma Poetry’
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Read MoreWith furrowed browand a soul full ofsorrow,I trudge thelonely road ofperdition.Providence guides meas I stumble and fall.Not even sex orchocolatecan save me now.
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When it gets that bad around here, I generally reach for my first edition copy of Leonard Norman Cohens New Skin for an Old Ceremony and everything immediately begins to look n feel more rosy .. Smashing post today sir T .. write on .. Neville 👍👍
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Right on. I love Cohen.
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Halleluiah 😎👍
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Cool poem Thomas. Can feel the burn.
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Much appreciated.
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I feel that. Chocolate though…popcorn is more my demon. Still can’t save
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lol. Thanks, Willow.
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Powerfully penned, Thomas. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you, my friend.
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I enjoy walking in the dark when I am low. I enjoyed your poem.
Just the other day I trudged through the woods after nightfall with the dogs.
I also like the picture. a long exposure.
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Thank you.
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Read MoreEyes so fixed, they glaciated in sight of the arctic reality! Icicles hanging from my eyelids before the wintry glow of the sun, which is nowhere near to thaw tearcicles. These frozen chimneys, when thawed, billow the black smoke of my breakdown! The alpenglow on the snow-capped summits of...
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The voice in our head, the legions that rule can take over if we’re not careful. I fight my own war when negative self-talk invades.
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hello dearest Tim I am fortunate actually it took many miracles to get me to this age so many brushes with death…nature is beautiful to look at I guess I just have to remember my time will come no matter where I am and all I can do is do my best until then I am just feeling my mortality thank you my friend ❤️
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Vivid and sharp. Fantastic work.
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good morning dearest Thomas thank you graciously for the understanding and lovely comment ❤️
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Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Oh Daniel, this is so sad! May your beautiful poetic Voice help you to heal the Childhood trauma! It’s never too late! Your inner child waits for you to embrace and comfort it!