Omg I got chills from this. I can see you on a podium reading this. It stirs the blood and makes one pay attention. Brava;))

Mic “Fucking” Drop!!

First read this offline, we really missed reading you Lady. Tight piece

Community isn’t always…or often even…made of blood. It’s the souls who welcome each other no matter what they look like or how different they may be. Blood may be thicker than water, but toxic blood is lethal. I don’t believe in fitting in. I believe in filling the space destined only for you and standing side by side with others doing the same. Nobody else has the ability to be you. Or me. I’m glad you found support and compassion, Brenda. It’s very important 🧡

You are so right that we are on the same wavelength. That last line “What’s given can be taken away.”

I understand it does hurt…as far as UFO’s think of this we are all related if you think of space as the life’s blood and the stars and planets are the womb…I believe we have relatives all over the place…I do worry for out future though…I also believe we will not see these other beings homes until we are better evolve sometimes I channel these beings they are alarmed at our behavior cos a ripple can make a wave all throughout space thank you dearest poet for sharing your thoughts ❤️

Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Happy Birthday cuz. This is one of those poems that make you feel…sad while telling you the truth.

Happy birthday my dear pisces friend… a big hug!

First, I hope you had a fantastic and soul-filling birthday. I have read this one 3 times now. I finish, sigh, scroll back up and read it again. It sinks into the mental marrow and stirs thoughts. You are a master of layers, my friend. I’m glad this one bubbled out of the “not yet” vault. It needed sunlight and shadows on its bones

Congratulations Damian on finding these words & breathing fresh life into each one .. Oh’ and on your birthday too .. Neville 😎👍

Captivating and intriguing piece.

You’ve got me hooked from the start. I was drawn to this by its title.

Strong choice of words. Exquisite in its own way.

A bold and daring read. x

Damian this song on mortality and the grim reaper was one of your very best. The sheer lyrical strength was formidable here. I loved every roaring line. You really made this come alive for me. I am amazed.

John

“Built a foundation on a fault line” I think this is a just as good if not a more accurate description that old adage of built on quick sand, because with a fault line, at any minute of any day, a quake opens up and swallows things up quick.

Great work here Damian.

We long for what we can not have…. I don’t know why but I think it’s a universal law of nature.. nice poem

Beautifully penned, Brenda. An amazing and passionate write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian