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National Poetry Month

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  • Hell

    Deep down in the fiery pits of hell,
    war has started, if you couldn’t tell.
    The burning souls are screaming,
    the demons’ eyes are gleaming,
    they kneel down before the devil’s throne.

    He’s the one of power, giving the commands,
    for each he has the devious of plans.
    The red-hot flames are prancing,
    as the devil starts dancing…Read More

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  • Thoughts

    High expectations
    Will never understand now
    Will things ever change?

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    • Without “high expectations”, without hopes and dreams, there can be no change. But, we must also do the work necessary to make the change(s).

  • Love Sonnet LXXXV

    Yaraa, as the stars echo your
    name, I give you my heart
    (te doy mi corazon).
    There is no other way to

    say this, as time passes and
    you stare at my smile,
    see into my nature and
    intentions, that you have

    given me hope, have given
    me love, you have given
    me life. Yaraa, you are

    my peace (tu eras mi paz),
    and…Read More

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  • Shadow Haunting

    don’t look at her
    she’s not at her best just now
    it isn’t the disheveled hair
    or the worn out sweats she’s wearing
    but if you study her appearance
    you’ll see the struggle in her bearing

    in the way her eyes slide sideways
    a magnetic repulsion effect
    slipping away from any chance meeting
    guarded…
    there’s no safety…Read More

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    • True enough, sometimes you just want to melt into the woodwork, disappear into the shadows, hide from the world or, perhaps someone particular. Someone who has hurt you. Then too, often it’s the opposite. The need to be seen, to be acknowledged as a human being. Not as an object or in a negative way, but seen for who you truely are, whole,…Read More

      • It’s such a dichotomy….needing to be seen but wanting to disappear. At times it’s simultaneous. We are such complicated creatures. Thank you, Curt

  • April 21st – The Corner Where the Wind Recites Salt

    April 21st is not before.
    It is not after.
    It is the day that stands sideways
    to the rest of the month,
    a hinge with no door,
    a moment that refuses
    to belong to time at all.

    It hovers.
    It waits.
    It breathes in a rhythm
    that does not match the world’s pulse.

    Around the c…Read More

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    • PAR, the wind carries many poems of salt and yes, often they go unheard or undeeded, which is of course a shame,cause if they did find ears that hear, our world would be a more joyful place. But, what might be even worse is something that Bruce Springsteen wrote in a song (“Jungle Land”), “and the poets down here write nothing at all, they just…Read More

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Welcome to Stars Rite National Poetry Month.
Rules
1=It has to be your original work
2=One post per day
3=Enjoy what you do
This is not a competition. This is more like a resolution to see if you can complete a whole full month of poetry.
At the end of this. Everyone will receive a certificate of completion.
I am so excited. Let’s have fun.

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