Sounds like a strategy for the new year. Dig out all the good stuff we’ve and make a few cosmetic changes! Not too many, of course.🥒 I wish you a very happy new year!
I walk away during the countdown too. There's nothing more loathsome than that dreaded countdown lol.
It's always great to find one from the past that stands the test of time. I'm embarrassed by the ones I wrote 5 mins ago, forget 5 years ago. So I always love that feeling.
I saw this one in my head like a movie short, sorta dreamy and surreal. I hardly had to use my imagination at all. The writing just brought me there
"For 45 minutes, it feels like everything is alright with the world. That we can stand with each other, forgetting all the darkness, aches, and injustice."
45 minutes is a good chunk of time to be feeling this!
Happy New Year, Deb. I look forward to another year of hitting that 'publish' button : )
Like a glass over filled spilling into cobblestones
the poet’s mind drops clues
iridescent pathway
to ’’the white moon’’
Your poem brings us that mardi gras moment but even more the authors note shows us foot steps of language walk their own cadence. For this, and the rest, we are grateful. 🎉🎨🕯️🖤
Thank you! I'm always on the fence about adding notes, wondering if it adds to the story and takes away from the mystery. Very glad to know it resonated. 🖤
Sounds like a strategy for the new year. Dig out all the good stuff we’ve and make a few cosmetic changes! Not too many, of course.🥒 I wish you a very happy new year!
I read that as cosmic changes at first...I must have had too many cucumbers.
Cheers! 🍻
"The cursive neon lettering on my headboard flickers at me, an anchor to my disarrayed thoughts."
I am letting your creativity simmer in my brain. Heart emoji.
Thank you! So happy to have inspired you.
Happy new year!
It was better than I thought it would be. And that's scary. 😆
Reinvention for the new year. ❤️
That's the hope. Thank you! 🖤
I walk away during the countdown too. There's nothing more loathsome than that dreaded countdown lol.
It's always great to find one from the past that stands the test of time. I'm embarrassed by the ones I wrote 5 mins ago, forget 5 years ago. So I always love that feeling.
I saw this one in my head like a movie short, sorta dreamy and surreal. I hardly had to use my imagination at all. The writing just brought me there
I know, right? Everyone screaming Happy New Year...I heard you the first time, now calm down. 😁
Same, it's rare for me. Most of the time, I'm stopping myself from hitting the delete button.
Wow, that makes me so happy, thank you!
I love this as much as i did when i first read it - great image choice, too. Happy New Year Debdutta
Thank you so much! And cheers! I’m so drunk rn. 😁
LOL
Happy to see that one making a comeback!
(I miss Dead Or Alive - thanks for reviving it for a few minutes)
I'm happy I could re-read my previously published work. 😁
(same, it will always be alive in a parallel universe)
"For 45 minutes, it feels like everything is alright with the world. That we can stand with each other, forgetting all the darkness, aches, and injustice."
45 minutes is a good chunk of time to be feeling this!
Happy New Year, Deb. I look forward to another year of hitting that 'publish' button : )
Oh yeah, it's practically a lifetime.
Thank you! Cheers!! 🥃
I’m awed every time I read anything you write. I feel it all. See it all. Damn good.
Wishing you happy times and more great stories to share in 2026.
That makes me so happy, thank you!
Cheers! 🖤
"Wait for the white moon." Those words alone create another whole universe. My imagination is in overdrive.
Thank you! I might write a poem about it. I'm having trouble letting it go. 😁
Hope so.
Beautiful. Happy New Year, D.P.!
Thank you! Cheers!! 🥂
…just working on this at the moment ..
spider vein blue
copper Faraday cage
isolating form
age says what
I say why
I always fought bedtime
always one more drop of star shine
if I sleep in a casket
please leave a window so I can see out
not because I dislike small spaces
but because within these confines
I gaze into the infinite
Wow. Just wow. So much wow.
Like a glass over filled spilling into cobblestones
the poet’s mind drops clues
iridescent pathway
to ’’the white moon’’
Your poem brings us that mardi gras moment but even more the authors note shows us foot steps of language walk their own cadence. For this, and the rest, we are grateful. 🎉🎨🕯️🖤
Thank you! I'm always on the fence about adding notes, wondering if it adds to the story and takes away from the mystery. Very glad to know it resonated. 🖤
I know the feeling. The Daemon has such different stride lengths than ours. 🖤 Yet somehow we are always together.
The mix of melancholy and hope here is soothing to me. Beautiful piece, thanks for resharing. Wishing you a wonderful new year! 😀🥂
I'm so happy to hear that. The end of the year...is an interesting time.
Cheers!! 🍸
I wish it were still the 1st. Happy New Year!! 🥳