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Read MoreUpon this path - where winter greets a footpath walker's stride a robin's voice affects me so for what I hear implied. He echoes language through the woods in words no man can say. Ensnaring thus my downcast soul to turn my thoughts his way. I'm curious...
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Nice interpretation Romaj. Thanks for the comment. 🙂
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Beautifully penned, Tim. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you, Damian.
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hello dearest Tim I had bluebirds in a recent poem I wonder about their symbolism mine was about love I wonder if yours is also great write ❤️
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Bluebirds symbolize optimism and happiness. Thanks for you comment, crimsin.
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Read MoreSleep is death.Waking, birth.Each night ends meeach dawn delivers a reborn unfinished body.But reborn into what?light?silence?or the same shitscraped with memory?At night when darkness leans inI do not pray.I bargain thatbefore my daily rebirththe monsters will crawl backto the...
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“before my daily rebirth” I dug that line because the rest we get (sometimes) refreshes us, although for some more than others, it’s likely the last time. It reminds me that I have to be thankful for every day I get and try to make the best of it.
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I turned 78 today, so I hear you loud and clear. Each night, one wonders if dawn, or something else, or nothing at all will come. We get one of them, but not our choice.
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Hello Crims!
I like the old-timey vibe of this. I wish there was more along this type actually. It just seems to set a nice tone when reading. Like those before us perhaps. At any rate, this is a wonderful poem that you’ve presented for us.-
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hello dearest Styxian good evening I’m happy the language of this write spoke to you it was how it presented itself the poem I mean thank you so much for letting me know ❤️
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Hey crimson!
The last line is a dark but beautiful visual. It gives me a Celtic vibe.
It starts off with wonderful bits of love then changes tone.
I love the word pairing of sweeping crimson. It’s like a red wave of devotion.Love your stuff chica:)
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hello beautiful Adelphina good morning thank you graciously for such a lovely comment❤️
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hello lovely poetess thank you graciously ❤️
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Beautifully penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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hello dearest Damian good evening thank you graciously my friend ❤️
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Read MoreLook, folks, nobody knows hyperbole better than me—believe me. People are always telling me, “Sir, you’re the greatest ever. In history. Maybe ever.” And it’s true! I know words, I have the best words. Some people might even say...
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Oh, it is all so true! In some universe somewhere inside his head, maybe. I think the people in there will deal with him in a very harsh way. Can’t you see the signs? He is slipping away — just not fast enough.
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I like how this poem captures the quiet beauty of a winter walk and turns a simple robin’s song into something almost spiritual. I feel the mix of melancholy and hope -the way the bird’s call stirs thoughts of loss, yet also hints at renewal and trying again. Beautiful