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    Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month

    Watch Your Mouth

    we weren’t allowed to curse
    so she never did it herself
    always setting the good example
    whenever we repeated words heard…
    that we were forbidden to utter…
    she’d softly remonstrate…
    “now now now…watch your mouth”
    but I learned very early
    she had an exception
    if pushed to full annoyance
    (a rare event – she…Read More

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    • In our house it was the threat of having our mouths washed with soap if we cursed. And it only took one mouth washing to guarantee obedience to this rule. Very cool poem for day 7 of poetry month Willow -Curt

      • I never had my mouth washed with soap but my sister did once. I was always too afraid of getting in trouble to put a toe across any lines. Thank you, Curt

    • My cousin told me to say a word in front of my mother, and I didn’t know what it meant and I got slapped. Never said that again. haha at least not to her.

      • My mother swore all the time – redheaded temper. But she yelled at us if we did. Grandma taught by quiet example. I’m a veritable sailor mouth now, but then? Nope! 😂

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    We Are Not Machines

    Do not worryif you shall fall and forget.Tomorrow always comes.What’s most important is that you try.It’s a shame that we forget that everything that we dostarts off with a person just trying. The stark white of the pageUninspiredStopBreatheOccupy space inside...

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  • We Are Not Machines

    Do not worry
    if you shall fall and forget.
    Tomorrow always comes.
    What’s most important is that you try.
    It’s a shame that we forget that everything that we do
    starts off with a person just trying.

    The stark white of the page
    Uninspired
    Stop
    Breathe
    Occupy space inside with other things

    Return…Read More

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  • The Day of Empty Skulls and Full Time

    April 7th risesnot like a dawnbut like a curtain being pulled backon a stage that has been waitingfor centuries. It is the day of empty skulls,not dead,not forgotten,just hollowed cleanby the slow, patient erosionof everything that once matteredtoo much. These skulls...

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    • Damn the skull is an empty chalice waiting to be filled. This is so deep with hints of darkness all through it. Nicely done

    • “April 7th brings the other kind:
      the sharp, unsentimental forgiveness
      that strips you bare,
      that names your mistakes
      without flinching,
      that empties your skull
      so something truer
      can echo inside it.”

      Powerfully penned, PAR. Into the book it belongs! What an amazing write with a flow the moves like the wind my friend. So many excellent stanzas brother, but the one above hits like a freight train. I can relate. Excellent read. Appreciate you.

      Damian

  • The Day of Empty Skulls and Full Time

    April 7th rises
    not like a dawn
    but like a curtain being pulled back
    on a stage that has been waiting
    for centuries.

    It is the day of empty skulls,
    not dead,
    not forgotten,
    just hollowed clean
    by the slow, patient erosion
    of everything that once mattered
    too much.

    These skulls are not…Read More

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