always

So beautiful but sad " murdered by circumstance" love that.
Hugs dearest Brenda 🤗

thank you dearest Tim..

love & hugs..

Brenda

The price for squandering
the value of time spent.

Such pain ebbing in your words.

Wishing you peace, sweet Brenda.

thank you graciously beautiful Teri indeed it's true..

love Brenda

Such a love lost leaves us broken in complacency. Heartfelt words lovely Brenda. Bless.

thank you beautiful Mel most graciously..

love Brenda

Shit...:(

I know Poe thank you for your presence you're cherished..

love Crim

thank you beautiful Daniella for feeling this write so deeply kisses your tears & let's you know it will be alright.. circumstances can be hard on a relationship but it will work out in the end if fated to..

love you lady..

Brenda

thank you graciously beautiful Daniella i'm happy to to know I reach the readers with my writes :)

love you..

Brenda

Very sad write , its intense , its crazy how someone can feel the same , its also frustrating how people come to there decisions, usually its to run , fight or flight , when things get hard , or there to absorb in there own shit to be there for others who are ride to die for them but just can't see it

thank you dearest Cosmo One for feeling this write from your own experience with relationships..

love Crim

Indeed , I only speculate on my own and others ive seen in my life, its the only thing I can do :)

Such a beautiful write...
I can tell it comes from a meaningful place as it should
Well done
Divine darkness

thank you graciously beautiful Gypsy yes this write is close to my heart..

love Crim

When the reader can actually feel what the writer feels...now thats a total win. Beautiful sadness here. Yet there is also light. Much love to you dear lady.

thank you graciously beautiful Mysterious One i'm happy that this reached in & touched you though sad you still saw beauty here.. good to see you lovely one..

love Crim

My beautiful Dark Angel, you have a knack for putting your finger right on the pulse of the pain and your bring it front and center to be seen from a completely different perspective. The love that doesn't die but is dragged apart by circumstances...those are the agonizing ones. They linger in us. I do so love you

...ever your Willow

thank you graciously beautiful Willow yes life can tear sometimes even the strongest loves apart with mere circumstance.. I deeply appreciate you feeling me..

I love you..

love Brenda

My love, these lines capture so perfectly the losses of love so many of us have experienced and can appreciate. This struck chords with me as usual on many levels...take a bow Beautiful...

I love you passionately

yours always & forever
xoxoxo Taryn

thank you graciously my love yes it's a sad truth love is often ripped apart by the cruel nature of life..

I love you madly..

love Brenda

thank you most graciously beautiful Kat for feeling me so passionately.. my darkest days are brightened when appear on my pages..

love Brenda

a beautiful bittersweet love poem...this was an enchanting read...the brothers Grimm would have loved the tone and feeling  
 
love  
Jeff

thank you dearest Jeff for showing love on this saddened write..

love Brenda

"Pruning shears:remove the dead and diseased"

All the strangers smiled
as gunshot victims fell
immersed in bullets
of blinding banter hearts

yearning for the thirst of life
lingering as lightening bugs do

we returned to the quiet snowfalling
on streets absent of populace
perpetrator in the mornings light

blacks sheets saturated in silence

we sank into the background
stand ins for a family made of grey
we turn a blind eye yet again

disintegrate these damsles in distress
from broken balcony sets
breaking light through yonder window

the fight slipped from her fingers finally

in a shoebox
under the bed  we kept the flame alive until now

smoulder

comfortable familiar strangers
roommates that we tolerated
not Loved

we turned to ash
empty
hiroshima bombed buildings

we cared too hard but lost our way
in doorframes kicked up heels
liquor cabinet
T.V. dinner thrills

glass chandeliers crashed to the floors
with our self tied noose

tumbling
all the kings horses and all the kings men
came
but what about the Queen?

by large stone water fountains lit
wading feet
sling high heels
white searchlights in the night

you were the church i was the steeple

now you're the burglar who pawned the crucifix
on which we were so happily nailed together


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i'll sure miss Poetry one day

until then we shall dawn our best words as slacks and dresses
ties and pearls
parade around playing dress up like we know what we're doing
but at the end of the day we'll choose to forget that we're at someone elses house
and we have to leave at supper time.

you never fail to inspire Crim.
thank you for being a Poet and a Friend.

aw Samael I was missing you yesterday & began a write inspired by you posting it today.. thank you dear poet & friend for being such a deep inspiration.. you made my week with this critique which hope you will be posting it's a masterpiece :)

this part is right on the money..

"comfortable familiar strangers
roommates that we tolerated
not Loved"

so clearly you see things..

love Crim