Aww, to have that smell linger in your mind. Good write

Powerfully penned, Thomas. Being an alcoholic has levels and rabbit holes, only problem is trying to navigate through the quicksand that one is slowly sinking in. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

I never had a desire to drink but my mother did. I guess some people are prone to addictions then others. This is a gritty down and out poem, but always interesting when coming from your pen, Thomas.

Real, raw, treacherous, daring. Awesome!! Love this piece!

Thank you, Tim.

Thank heaven for that marriage between the sun and that trash .. Write on brother .. Neville 😎👍

Thanks, my friend.

Always a pleasure to read your poetry. Tight rhyming, well done Damian.

Superb poet you are, Damian. Love your work. Bravo!

Daniel

”It’s for the love of the write I’m still here”

I can vibe a whole poem to this alone, my bro
It all resonates with me.

Much respect

Naaj

That last stanza Damian took home for me. Nice

This is such a powerhouse of writing. That last stanza seriously resonated with me. Especially that last freaking line. Mic drop, my friend

You honor me. Teddy distilled intanible feelings that are common to generations into visceral principles. I merely ramble in my own way on common themes, though not many would slough through one of my rambles.🌼

Thank you for sharing your thoughts, especially on the lines you’ll really felt. I.believe your right about, “seek she who can lead to remembrances.”

If one had to describe themselves to another without stating profession, education, faith system, political leanings, family or organizational relationships, what word would describe one’s self best? Would it be lover, fighter, friend, peace keeper, or something else? I am a seeker.