• The wind carries whispers that taste of starlight.

    Curly Grace

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    Endless Thrills

    sinister eyes lurking everywherecapturing blackmail possibilities so far gone seeming not to carechaos breeds fragile sensitivities  sleeping with the fear of normalcylusting for more than being humanhate spins big consuming a galaxythis sleeping giant collapses in ruin bending words into vile manifestos designed...

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    • “they distort sex, drugs, and even God” That is 100%. Good piece

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. That they do, and sometimes it’s impossible to unsee it. Appreciate you, Cuz.

        Damian

    • I sometimes wonder if you realize in the writing how prophetic and on point your observations are. We had more than an inkling at the time of inking, but who could have predicted how awful it would get? And they’re not done yet. This is a beast of a powerhouse, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’ve been accused a couple of times in this life of being prophetic in my observations. J.J. Burton was the first to tell me that, even Joey G. has said it a time or two. I just go where my muse leads me, and jot down the thoughts that come to me. I think this one is more fuel for the bonfire my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Interesting in how such a write could be penned in the 1960s, til now. It’s a never ending cycle of promises and BS, with military interventions along the way. We the people just try to eek out a decent life, as unscathed as possible.
      Intuitive write, sir. Prophetic.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mark. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It could have been penned in the 60’s and every era in-between I agree. It’s a rabbit hole that never ends, a collection of puzzle pieces I try to put together, I’ve been chasing for answers my whole life. Sadly it often leads to more questions, because the actual puzzle is ginormous with lots of moving parts. It’s all part of my journey it would seem. My wife and kids are my happiness it only took a little over 20 years to figure that one out. lol. Better late than never I guess. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It would make great lyrics, you never know with me, it could end up going down that way. Appreciate you, brother.

      Damian

    • Some things just have to be said out loud and wrapped in poetry .. it’s too hard to write them in stone .. Nice one Damian

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Neville. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Very true, very true. Appreciate you, sir.

        Damian

    • Hey amigo. Everything is so unstable and messed up. I’m just trying to get through my day feeling like a decent person. It’s all too much. And I feel it in this write. Well done

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Adel. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Ain’t that the truth. It sometimes feels like a horrible nightmare I can’t wake up from. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • This reminds me of the book 1984. They’re changing history through numerous means and we’re all suffering under it. Good one, Damian.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Tim. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It does feel that way indeed. Thank you for your continued support. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • You may have written this two years ago but it’s still true till this day. Half the time I’m baffled by what happens and see no results as far as justice.
      Powerful work.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Wally. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I have that happen sometimes where a write will still hit home in present day. Justice doesn’t always make its self visible, it sometimes sneaks up on those who violate it, without the public ever knowing any was served. That’s kinda deep.. Appreciate you.

        Damian

  • Dust Before the Storm

    The warning didn’t come
    with sirens or lights.

    It came quietly,
    a shift in the air,
    a stillness settling
    like dust before a storm.

    The horses grew restless,
    pacing the fence line,
    ears toward something
    I could not yet see.

    Even the cows
    lifted their heads,
    watching the horizon
    as if it held
    an answer I…Read More

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    • Beautiful, made me think of Dorothy in Kansas . Lovely write keep it up❤️

    • people are stubborn, Curly Grace. Ignore, avoid and then find someone else to blame when reality slaps them upside the head. Cool poem and love the art work as well. -Curt

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    The Muse

    You can close your eyesThere's nothing here to seeOnly echoes in the canyonFrom words someone set freeVapors in the slip streamDissolving in the sunWaiting in the darknessFor a muse that never comesYou can turn your backThere's nothing here to...

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    Searching

    In the unraveling of day,who among us will join the searchfor our tomorrow?Is a hunt that never ends,born of minds forever trainedto blindly follow?Lost in tremors here and now,can you see the futurein the past?Can you satiate what lingers,when...

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