Broken childhoods can still turn into beautiful things. The Japanese call it the art of kintsugi 🌼

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

Damian

Clever word play. I especially like the transition:

“In moon river dreams, my limbs drifted
from pillow to ache within the attic”

Excellent write.

Thank you Joe. Isn’t it beautiful how music connects the world? Were all looking at the same moon river

What a well done, strong write. Poetry is so broad, so I look for what moves me, and makes me nod, with approval.
This succeeds quite well.

Cleverly penned, Ghosteen. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

What a gorgeous piece.🌹🌾

I told you I was seeking peace of mind. 🌼

hello dearest Joe you are one of the most beautiful writer I’ve ever known I’m honored to be here with you 💕

And nature is where I find it. 🌼

You put a beautiful touch on that wonderful time in-between the seasons, especially Summer to Fall, when the ground has cooled down enough to lay on it again. I’m not trying to get too comfy…there are more scorchers on the horizon. But Fall is the best. Thumbs up ^

You take simplicity and develop stark imagery. I like the easy flow of your work.

j.

Thank you’ I will not let death become me, until the grim reaper reads my rites.