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The world could end tomorrow
and here we sit writing filigree
stitching daisy loops loves me loves me not

torn lace like words to be removed 
eventually, life felt melting in the silky grooves
to reveal what’s naked underneath

a last cry into the early morning hours
like a freed nightingale

the cardinals in their red capes
sit on the aloof shoulders of watching trees
come to collect for themselves

some Other’s sweet moment of release



Candide Diderot. ‘24




Dissolved Girl.

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Deb M

April 25, 2024 at 12:23 PM

Belated Congrats on POTD Candide for such beautifully worded poem! Debx

Candide Diderot

April 25, 2024 at 4:45 PM

Thank you.

Kim Rodrigues

April 22, 2024 at 6:38 AM

Lovely verses! congrats on POTD, Candide!

Candide Diderot

April 22, 2024 at 6:08 PM

Thank you.

Bill Baker

April 18, 2024 at 8:20 PM

Congratulations on your POTD, Candide! Enjoy your special day of recognition. A poet in Texas, Bill

Candide Diderot

April 19, 2024 at 1:17 AM

Thank you Texas Bill. :)

Malabika Ray Choudhury

April 18, 2024 at 3:37 PM

Congratulations, Dear Candide, on this POTD - very beautiful! Your poem expresses profound truth - thoughts to ponder about.

Candide Diderot

April 18, 2024 at 4:00 PM

Indeed. One wonders with all that we experience and view in our world today, if poetry will matter at all when the time comes to close the book. Inspiration perhaps can be found in the minds of other poets and creatives to continue moving forward. Thank you Malabika.

Nancy Kaufman

April 18, 2024 at 12:49 PM

Dear Candide, Congratulations on this POTD, so rich with imagery and depth. Enjoyed it.

Candide Diderot

April 18, 2024 at 4:00 PM

Delighted you enjoyed Nancy. Thank you.

Paula Goldsmith

April 18, 2024 at 11:02 AM

Congratulations on your POTD win. Your "Other" is a wonderful write. Have a blessed day writing away...............

Candide Diderot

April 18, 2024 at 4:01 PM

I shall try to write much better. Thank you Paula.

I Am Anaya

April 18, 2024 at 8:50 AM

Congratulations on POTD CD! found this...'fore Massive Attack became a successful outfit, De Naja was a prominent street artist in Bristol and a figure that Banksy has been on record as stating as their primary influence. The show's content spanned a period of over 20 years and featured many of the art pieces that De Naja created for "Massive Attack" known for electronic trip hop! Disolved Girl..ominous!

Candide Diderot

April 18, 2024 at 4:05 PM

You can't go wrong with Massive Attack. Where would we be without music, or vibration? or Art or Literature in all its forms; any way one can escape this terror-forming world is preferable to living some "other" terrible realities. Your research appears quite thorough, its scary ...good. For you Anaya. Xx https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cy9jXBO0vs4

Brandy Nicole

April 18, 2024 at 7:50 AM

Words are like ' torn lace, ' revealing ' what’s naked underneath. ' There's so much truth in this statement. Your thoughts are beautiful and tender, all at the same time. Congratulations Candide, on Poem of the Day. My best to you. Hugs, Brandy

Candide Diderot

April 18, 2024 at 4:10 PM

Indeed Ms. Brandy "Just-a-little-Scribble" Nicole. Xx Not all my thoughts are beautiful and tender, but I shall attempt to draw on your kind comments to envoke in some way in future poesies I contemplate uploading.

Tania Kitchin

April 18, 2024 at 5:10 AM

Candide, wonderfully penned, congratulations on POTD.

Candide Diderot

April 18, 2024 at 4:13 PM

Thank you Tania. I will try to continue to master this poetry "art" until I have refined it somehow - sometimes my poems not so wonderfully penned or articulated. Practice makes perfect.

John Lawless

April 18, 2024 at 4:54 AM

ooooh....this is one to ponder....re-read and re-ponder....nicely done Candide. Love the reference to the Cardinals

Candide Diderot

April 18, 2024 at 4:15 PM

Indeed Mr Lawless, someone needs to pull those Red Caps into line...thank you for re-visiting. I have written much better, and can write much better than this one. It's what's in the heart (maybe I'll switch that to mind) that counts.

Daniel Henry Rodgers

April 18, 2024 at 4:46 AM

Dear Candide, you really touched me to my core, showing a raw reflection of life's transient beauty amidst impending uncertainty. POTD recognition is but a fleeting accolade, yet your words echo eternally. I loved how each line unraveled layers of existence, like a melody of liberation. Amidst the chaos, your verse unveiled the naked truth, a testament to the human spirit's resilience. Let the cardinals perch upon the branches of recognition, for your words transcend accolades, touching souls with the tender grace of a freed nightingale. - Blessings, Daniel

Candide Diderot

April 18, 2024 at 4:18 PM

Your comments and poetry always insightful Daniel. I love the philosophical contemplation behind all your poems. I'm leaning more towards the metaphysical poets. Thank you for your positive, constructive and always motivational feedback.

Anne-Lise Andresen

April 18, 2024 at 1:49 AM

- Congratulations on yuor beautiful p.o.t.d., Candide :) - hugs

Candide Diderot

April 18, 2024 at 4:23 PM

Thank you Anne-Lise. Your poetry is a joy to read. I read many of the poets here who have kindly commented to this little poem I have written, however I may not leave my comments, because I feel I am underqualified as a poet to comment on others beautiful minds (...and of course, the others' minds, not so beautiful).

Unseeking Seeker

April 18, 2024 at 1:11 AM

Beautiful poem, warmest congratulations on POTD, CD

Candide Diderot

April 18, 2024 at 4:25 PM

Thank you Seeker. I nearly gave up with that poem. I wonder if it is that you have found all you were looking for and have become content enough to Unseek. Your poems, some of the most beautiful and peacefully contemplative I have ever read.