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Fia Naturie
2 months ago

Oh man, this gives me a feeling of being a vampire. Nice;))
Damian DeadLove
2 months ago

Powerfully penned, Ghosteen. Another excellent write with impeccable storytelling my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

redzone
2 months ago

Hi Curly Grace. It’s amazing how someone occupies our minds. There they are, whether we want them there or not. Hopefully, your “Dandelion” is a welcomed “weed”.
- Curly Grace
  2 months ago
  
  Thank you, Redzone. I wrote this in 2011. So, the “weed” has been pulled out, lol, quite some time ago. Made way for better flowers though…
  - redzone
    2 months ago
    
    Better flowers, that’s the best thing about “weeding”. More colorful too, I’ll bet.
Harriet-Jacqui xx
2 months ago

Brilliantly expressed – I must weed my garden after that, before your poem infests my mind! HJx
- Curly Grace
  2 months ago
  
  Thank you, Harriet‑Jacqui. May your garden stay clear, and your kindness keep blooming.
  - Harriet-Jacqui xx
    2 months ago
    
    Between writing and marketing my books, I grow-my-own fruit & veg on a plot next to the forest, the village cricket pitch and tennis club. Weeding my plot is just like painting The Forth Bridge (in Scotland , I live in England). As soon as I finish weeding it’s time to start all over again!

Atticus Abbey
2 months ago

Simple…but so emotional. Good one, Fia.
- Fia Naturie
  2 months ago
  
  Thank you , Atticus;))
Visions_of_Insanity
2 months ago

A wonderful piece of poetry Fia. This one hits home, literally.
- Fia Naturie
  2 months ago
  
  Thank you, Vision;))
Willow
2 months ago

Yeah…so much said in this. My daughter talks of not belonging anywhere. She’s not Mexican enough for that side of her genealogy and not white enough for the other. Never accepted in either. This cataloging of labels in a stolen land is mind boggling and saddening to me
Damian DeadLove
2 months ago

Powerfully penned, Fia. This excellent write tells it like it is my friend. Amazingly done as always. Appreciate you, cuz.

Damian

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