• April 11th — Ladders, Snakes and the Art of Forgetting

    April 11th arrives
    like a board game spilled across the floor,
    ladders leaning toward impossible heights,
    snakes coiled in patient spirals,
    waiting for the moment
    you think you understand the rules.

    It is a day of ascents and descents,
    of sudden rises
    and quiet collapses,
    of c…Read More

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    NAVINA posted in the group National Poetry Month

    WAITING

    Waiting ….

    I wait …
    I stay …
    In place …

    I’m waiting…
    I’m praying …
    In my space….

    Waiting …

    The long days ..
    My same road ways
    Time.. slow pace …

    Waiting….

    Hoping for a change
    For a hand in marriage
    That man that’s only a mirage

    Waiting…

    For a love
    For destiny I still think…Read More

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  • Hiya, I’m away running a forum on marketing for the English writer’s circle where I’m Treasurer, w-y-b?! So, have a lovely weekend and beware, if there’s… A Man, in The Room

    There was a Man, in The Room,
    I could have sworn It,
    A Man, in the Room,
    I might have borne It,
    Or was It just a Boy,
    Some worn, discarded Toy,
    A shattered,…Read More

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  • The Blue Girl *

    As sole survivor in this zone, I walk up to the tanks alone,
    To estimate the bodies lost, extrapolate the human cost,
    Of nuclear warfare on the few, who live here in the fluid blue.
    The sludge inside the first urn stinks, of rotting flesh, violets and pinks,
    I wonder if, suspended here, this poor boy used to dream or…Read More

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    Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month

    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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