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redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month
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
youth, and you look at m…Read More![Profile Photo]()
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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
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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PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
April 20th, The Quiet Inheritance…
April 20th does not speak.
It enters the room
like someone carrying a secret
too heavy for language.No greetings.
No warnings.
Just a presence,
dense, deliberate,
a stone placed gently
on the month’s trembling chest.This is the day
that keeps itself in silence,
not out of fear,
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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
Torn
It’s hard to turn away
Even the thought takes effort
Knowing that this..,
This thing between you and I
Well has no real end
There was a beginning
Way back when…I should leave
I am the embodiment of the word toxic
I know my faults
My shortcomings
I know that…
Still, I cannot leaveThis thing is like a bungie cord
I drop…Read More - Load More Posts
