National Poetry Month

Willow

• 6 months, 2 weeks ago

Mistmind

words slip
in and out of thought
tickling inspiration

then drift…

overwhelmed by their source
they unravel
wisping away from grasp

probably just as well…

takes more ink…
than currently in possession
let words refill the bottle
while energy supply refreshens

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redzone

• 6 months, 2 weeks ago

Poetry Day #10

I get so lost sometimes
watching as the world burns,
as centuries of Culture and
Heritage, human lives, are destroyed
for no reason other than who
will be number one among
the billions.

Our world burns,
it cries for our help, our decision
to act and honor what remains
of humanity’s decency, to cast
out the i…Read More

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- Harriet-Jacqui xx
  6 months, 2 weeks ago
  
  You write our thoughts so well, thank you.
- Willow
  6 months, 2 weeks ago
  
  On so many levels this so the unblemished truth. And what isn’t burning is drowning. While a pocket of corrupt haves destroy everything for the have nots…and ultimately themselves
Fia Naturie

• 6 months, 2 weeks ago

The Key

When did you get the key to my door

It’s been locked for so long

I remember when I put the bolt and nail it to the floor

Fear and hurt infused the metal like a song

You inserted a key

Turned it to the right

I stood before you

I the softest moonlight

You really looked at me

Realizing what I was w…Read More

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2 Comments
- redzone
  6 months, 2 weeks ago
  
  What a subtle erotic poem Fia. The key turns, oh the possibilities!! -Curt
  - Fia Naturie
    6 months, 2 weeks ago
    
    Thank you. I wanted to play on using object as terms for intimacy
PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos)

• 6 months, 2 weeks ago

April 10th — The Night of Running Cats and Star Eyes

April 10th begins at dusk.
It is not a daytime day.
It belongs to the hour
when the sky bruises purple
and the first streetlamp flickers
like a nervous prophet.

This is the night
when all the cats in the neighbourhood
wake up from their daylight disguises
and remember who they t…Read More

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redzone

• 6 months, 2 weeks ago

Love Sonnet LXXXIII

Yaraa, my love for you is
radioactive, holding a life
line of ten thousand years.
Its glow shines a path only

you can find, and follow. My
touch can ignite the desire
that pulsates in your blood,
and frees your heart.

The world may end, civilizations
crumble, oceans dry up, the sun
go nova, and space-time…Read More

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