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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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Appreciate you.
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Some times
There are times when things should be said
Things should be done
It is met with silenceThen there are times things are done
Without thought
AutomaticallySometimes things are said because it is felt
Sometimes thing happen because it could not be held backBut there is a sometimes
That trust is broken
A wound never…Read More1 Comment-
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And it is times like this that you just want to SCREAM!!! Far too many people in our world bear wounds that never heal, ooze pain continually. Insightful poem, Fia. -Curt
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Love Sonnet LXXXIV
You grab my hand, lead
me onto the floor, spin me
into your embrace, and sway
us into the music.The music slows, you pull me
closer, our bodies feel the warmth
of the rhythm and the natural passion
of bump and grind. It’s anolder tune we are dancing
to, one that held us in our
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Just a Flesh Wound
just walk it off
how bad can it be?
if they have to ask…
they really don’t get it -
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Description
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.
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