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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
The Seagulls
The cry of seagulls
Has me longing to return
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redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month
CONQUERING THESE STORMS
“Everyone wants to go to heaven
but no one wants to die.”
**Peter ToshToday is so Spring-like,
the air, smooth with freshness,
the grass seems greener
stretching to reach your touch.
And the sky, so azure
it tastes like mountain running water.
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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
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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
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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.
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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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redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month
Love Sonnet LXXIX
As I glide smoothly across
the ice, as the cold air assails
my face, I feel like I am
flying. Your faceappears under the ice, staring
up at me. You are smiling,
your hands, upturned, reach
toward me, inviting me tojoin you in the cold, wet
waters of this dream. I
fly faster, skates movinglike a blur,…Read More
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I love the chill of this poem – if you’re not a fan of Kate Bush do listen to Under Ice on The Hounds of Love album!
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Thanks HJx, for the sweet comment and for the the Kate Bush mention. I will definitely go listen. I actually do like the few songs I have heard from her. As well as her duet with Peter Gabriel on “Don’t Give Up”.
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You’re welcome – enjoy Kate! “Waking the Witch” from the same album inspired me to write Heathen, the opening tale in Basque Love Stories. It’s here on Starsrite, too, live, featuring sensational young actress Isla Furl as Julia. Enjoy!
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Such a vivid, haunting piece. I love how it moves from ice to fire with such ease. Beautifully done.
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Thanks Curly Grace. Your comment is appreciated, as are you and your poetry.
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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Sensory Memories
“why are you so addicted to popcorn?”
because on Saturday evenings…
when I was small…
(too young to know of more exciting things…
like theaters and urban adventures)
there was a table that became an arenawhere board games and Uno took over
and we gathered as a family…
no chores…
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Aw, I can smell the corn popping from here – a really atmospheric poem.
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Thank you 😊 I make popcorn every week, never recapture those moments but it brings back the memories
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Willow, I make the popcorn the same way your grandmother did, 3 quart pot, melt the butter and mix. But I must confess, the popcorn goes in a big bowl and I eat it all from there. Thanks for sharing the popcorn….er… I mean the poem. ;0) -Curt
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There were a minimum of a dozen of us at that table. There would have been no room for a big bowl. I’ve never seen a bowl the size she used for the popcorn since then. I use an air popper but yes, it goes in a bowl and it’s all mine too. 😊
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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