Before we die, we need to read the book of longing. well damn. I need that book. Nice spill.

Being too kind is gonna get you everywhere, every time .. Bless you Fia .. Neville 😎👍

Passionately penned, Neville. Excellent write my friend.

“still tapping

on the bedroom

window

in the key

of F sharp minor ..”

Always dig a write that mentions music. Appreciate you.

Damian

Wow. Great write. It is what it is! I too like the musical reference.

Be sure to read her this longing, because I’m pretty sure she would join the ride…. passionate and hot!

This is very good. I even went back and read it again, to absorb all that it offers. It’s well thought out. Quite an accomplished write. I love that it held my interest all the way through. Well done.

Compelling throughout & what a novel concept you have introduced me to .. Story poems so become you .. and consequently awarded x5 ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐plus the prestigious Nev’s dubble 👍👍

I liked how this poem came out. I never saw them (Obsession and this one), as Part 1 and Part 2, though I realize that’s what they are. A part 3?? not sure, it’s been 20 years since these 2 poems were written, but I will think about it.

Thank you ‘HER’. I am glad you enjoyed the read.

I chose the Lauren Daigle song, not for its religious implications, but because I wanted music that gives HOPE, and most of this song does exactly that.

Good stuff. Empowering with its message to the masses that can take the time and embrace it.

This would be my favorite sonnet I read from you so far. So powerful, so moving, and unfortunately true… Though, we women struggle more around the world, but I couldn’t help but see this as the test any human would have. I have to admit that I’m one of those who could/can not lose Faith no matter how much I’ve went/go through, I have to admit too, that it’s NOT easy when everything screams the otherwise. no one can live without having a certain belief in anything, and I’m not only speaking religiously here. You put all your emotions here, from anger to despair to empathy and compassion to HOPE… Great poem my friend, Thank You 💕

When I think about this oppression, and see how real it is, it becomes too hurtful, too much to take. Two issues that have fueled my revolutionary desires and dreams for a different and better world are the oppression of Black people and the oppression of half of humanity that are female. Your short comment is deeply felt, thank you.

Thank you Light. I took and appreciated very much the depth of what you have said. I think everyone has a “faith” and belief, even if it is just a negative self centered one. For me the question is how do we use it? Do we use it to change the ugliness around us? Or do we use it to hide us from this ugliness? I write poetry that is aesthetic and yet make the reader feel, feel alive, feel hope, feel that we humans can affect everything around us and this can spread far beyond the space we occupy at any given time. Oscar Wilde once said, “We all are living in the gutter; but some of us are looking at the stars.” I think he should have added, “And those of us who can see the stars find the ways to allow others to see the stars as well.”

I am happy you found this poem and left me this beautiful comment.

Nice set up. Can’t wait to read the rest

Powerfully penned, Benjamin. I concur with Fia, excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

thunder, now passed,
praising rain on a lean-to…
this high & sky
full of mist & wist,

satisfied shine, rich
with daggered eyes in flight…
earth & alighted, poor
with cosmic delusion…

cockatrice glare
through fog & moon.

‘thunder, now passed,
praising rain on a lean-to…
this high & sky
full of mist & wist,

satisfied shine, rich
with daggered eyes in flight…
earth & alighted, poor
with cosmic delusion…

cockatrice glare
through fog & moon.’

Superbly but subtly visual, pensive yet explicit? Why not, sez I.