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    It Ain't Ending Nice

    Can’t go back to the way it was before The storm stripped the foundation bare Dirty secrets are used in keeping score Greedy pigs feast at the root of despair   So many sleepless nights I’ve lost count Growing sick of seeing your fucking face An...

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    • I echo your thoughts Damian. I mentioned to a friend the other day that everything is corrupt now – Companies…people in business…the government…car dealers…you name it. It’s like we’ve gotten to a point where scamming people is the norm now. Great write my friend.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Tim. So glad you connected with the write my friend. That it is, everything is about turning a buck, with doing as little as possible. What’s saddest is it doesn’t bring them any happiness. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Oh you know I’m over here furiously nodding and grabbing logs for the fire. I have come to the place of having to mute and cover the face of the colostomy bag. It’s not worth the heart palpitations and anger rising. I refuse to allow my health to be further deteriorated by that overstuffed cheese puff. Another marshmallow, my friend? I’m adding wood to the fire!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I figured you might get fired up reading this one. I’m so tired of trying to figure out who’s still buying this bullshit, it can’t get anymore obvious that he’s out over his fucking skis, he’s beyond compromised at this point. I could go for a marshmallow. See you at the bonfire. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Oohh!
      This just keeps building and the last line nailed it amigo.
      Great write!

    • wowee this is menacing I can feel your heat and displeasure ❤️

    • Damian love your writes vuz. Always a deep thinking

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I try to keep things interesting. lol. Appreciate you, Cuz.

        Damian

    • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Angel. So glad you connected with the write my friend. That it does, and it’s not pretty to watch. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Thomas. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Opposites and Gravitational Longing… Lemon tea, my friend, lemon tea!

    • Your wording and poem is superb. Great piece for the deep thinker.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. You rock, brother.. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • This was not only powerful but very relatable because many of us are feeling the frustration, watching the corruption take place. But you’re right, it won’t end nice and then more of the atrocities will unfold.
      Thank you for sharing. Great work.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Wally. So glad you connected with the write my friend. The corruption is off the charts and I agree more atrocities will unfold unfortunately. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • A force of feeling.
      Great write.
      Regards
      James

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, James. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Damian your storm unveils the false prophet whose lies we can see for what they are through poets like you who are the conscience of our nation. Fine scribing my friend. You really showed the beast for what he truly is. Appreciate you.

      John

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, John. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I do my best, I truly do my best to expose the inner workings of darkness in this world. Thanks for your continued support, it means a lot to me. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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    me and Him

    infinite dark beheld mewhile humming a tune he sung over mehappily creating a new fascinationsomeday I would be a companionutterly charmed by himhe sang of grace and commitmentgrowing me from nothing but dustenveloped in His womb I grewfrom nothing...

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    • Some people grow with an appreciation for their maker, and others drift through life. Good one, and a lovely photo. 🙂

      • hello dearest Tim good morning I grew in appreciation when I started to hear him myself not when people at the church told me what he was saying and I never found him I found while contemplating on nature thank you so much for the lovely comment ❤️

    • The becoming is a beautiful thing, Brenda. This one made me smile 😊🧡

    • hello dearest Damian thank you graciously ❤️

    • I love how this whole piece is written. From beginning to being continued!
      As people I feel we continue to evolve.
      Even when we aren’t looking.
      Awesome write!

      • hello beautiful Adelphina thank you graciously I believe it too we are in a constant state of evoluion and growth no matter how many lives we have you can witness it in old souls and those you can tell are here for the first time…I deeply appreciate you sharing ❤️

    • hello beautiful Honoria good afternoon I’m very grateful to be led and know I”m not alone I didn’t always know that and it was scary… I’m happy you have felt that guiding spirit as well thank you graciously for the love have a beautiful day ❤️

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    at my behest

    speaking in metaphor I impore youlust coveted cannot ignitewhat already smolders under the surfacedecadent grim to behold your likeness but not to touchsinister need, to reach indeep into your soulshadows cower and the moon grows boldwith looks of seduction,...

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    • Initially I get the feeling of a horror movie, as though Vincent Price were inviting us into his own darkness. By the end though it feels more hellish. More sinister, and more serious. This is a dark one Crimsin.

      • hello dearest Tim I know this is foreboding really I don’t know where the words come from I don’t stifle them or I get blocked thank you for commenting on the darkened offering ❤️

    • Powerfully penned, Brenda. An excellent write with many layers my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • I haven’t read something that made me feel, “Wow, I feel EXACTLY like this to someone right now, nothing good could come of it, I don’t understand why I’d even draw them to me, I’ve nothing to offer, just darkness, and they’re made of light, so I’d blot them out.” This was like reading the words of my own heart, like, why, my friend, when you’re so, sooo high above me in every way would you ever want to drown in my bipolar type ii complex PTSD pit of despair! Don’t want me out of pity, you’ll regret it, and how will you ever find the Mr. Right you so deserve when you’re spending all your time and energy on the Mr. Wrong that I am?? Oh, gosh, did this ever hit me right in my chest… an amazing write, Crimsin. I feel like you snuck up to my metaphorical house and peeked in the window and saw EVERYTHING that is going on!! Crazy, but in the best sort of way!!!

      • hello dearest poet it’s funny the things I write about this I feel I’m bi polar and dark as well…I don’t know why anyone would be drawn to me it is heavy of feeling around me and I feel things deeply…I hope it works out with your interest…thank you graciously for reading me and sharing with me ❤️

        • It was definitely my gain, it made me feel understood when since I’ve been back in Canada from Polska, and before that Ukrayina, I’ve felt the very antithesis of understood. I would never wish ill (of course!!) on anyone, but if it is any consolation, your pain became my gain. My friend and I wrote a joint-poem considering things back and forth and forth and back. I’m meeting her in Halifax on Friday for a week, so I guess maybe we’ll see or maybe it will go back to this ball of confusion by the 24th again. Thank you for you good wishes for me, for us. I’m glad you don’t mind me spilling me guts on your poem, but it just engaged me emotionally SO much my filter and and any shyness just melted clean away off of me, you know? I’m so glad you commented on my poem today, and accepted my friend’s request, too. Yesterday and tomorrow are anniversaries most grim, but you made today a good day sandwiched between them, thank you, you are a gem to me.

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    Voices in Motion

    The windwill not stop sighing—soft, insistent, foreign—hour upon hour... It runs the fields,threads through trees,hissing night into day. It summons—warns—whispers somethingI cannot,alone,perceive. The wind will not stop sighingas it slides over cold, sullen waters,bending brown marsh grass low,imploring the roaming thrushes—some sharp,...

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    • Powerfully penned, Tim. Another excellent write with amazing imagery. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • I am sighing with the wind. this is lovely and soft

    • hauntingly written dearest Tim the trees know what it says ❤️

    • One can never cage the wind. Can’t silence it. We can cover our ears but it carries on. That’s strength and resilience there. Unstoppable. Nicely done!

    • We have been expecting rain all week. We get the dark clouds over head but no wind came.
      The wind came today and brought the rain.
      It gives you signs and warnings in its own way/voice.
      Enjoyed the read!!

    • Here, three days of high winds, no rain. But 30 mph plus winds. It’s invigorating, except when you’re trying to sleep and stuff is moving around outside. LOL
      Exceptional write, Tim. We all can relate, yet you nailed the descriptive nature of it. Excellent.

      • I’m the same way. I hate wind when I’m trying to sleep and it feels like the house is going to fall down. Thank you, Styx.

    • Tim this is one of my favorites of yours. Love the lyricism here the enchants and closes on a darker theme. You really wrote a poem that sparkles in my mind’s eye as I read. I could feel this in my heart and body as I read. I could see the wind blowing the marsh grass and the scene was quite amazing. You really have the gift with writing imagery that mesmerizes.

      John

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    Tim wrote a new post

    Cumulus People

    Their heads are in the clouds.   They seem to float with eyes content staring into cell phone screens, soaking up dopamine like hummingbirds hovering above nectar.   I watch them, witness them on streets, benches, trains.   Their moods are contemplative as they wander from here to there.   Wandering down streets, meandering above the ground.   They roam like clouds, seemingly unaware of...

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    • Powerfully penned, Tim. Excellent write with clever wordplay my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • AKA zombies. The world is tuning out more and more. Thankfully we all have us here! In a way, writing makes us leaders. Not followers. By the examples of “life” we bring in.
      Awesome write, Tim.

    • This is an amazing poem that depicts with great poetic virtuosity the modern matrix of cell phones and virtual connections that seems to replace the human element in social interaction. Truly artfully crafted poem that is as lyrical as it is mesmerizing.

      John

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