• Depends What Matters…

    I don’t know if it’s a society thing…
    or what
    but this standard that directs us to follow a specified path
    you meet…you marry…pop out a few kids
    never forgetting the coveted white picket fence

    I have a question…
    what if that pattern…
    isn’t really one size fits all…

    I think of all the miserable…Read More

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    • Hi Willow, you have packed a lot into your poem. At its heart is the recognition of individuality, as opposed to individualism. We arrive in many different shapes and colors as well as temperaments. For me, it is a social matter, the traditions that arise out of society based on oppression, of class and social distinction and hierarchy, that…Read More

      • I fear that we’re rapidly approaching that time when women and those of color have few rights again. The number of bumper stickers I’ve seen with “Make women property again” make me sick. And this country is terrifying me more every day. It’s time for big change indeed. Thank you, Curt

  • Just Think

    Walking in with a smile
    Feeling light as if at this very moment was the best

    Walking in with a frown
    Feeling pulled down and weary as if gravity has a vendetta

    A tune comes to mind
    “Don’t worry be happy”

    A tune comes to mind
    “Everybody hurts”

    Open the window
    A beautiful butterfly fly in

    Open the window
    A…Read More

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    Just Think

    Walking in with a smile Feeling light as if at this very moment was the best   Walking in with a frown Feeling pulled down and weary as if gravity has a vendetta   A tune comes to mind “Don’t worry be happy”   A tune comes to...

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    expelled

    expelleddwindling in the nether regiona realm of hell in which I burn hoping to riseI call out give me voiceIn raptured silence do pleadMy need is greatsickened hope, my grievous errora platform to jump fromsending my words...careeningat light speed through...

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  • Unstable Faultlines and Explosive Boots

    I saw him in the back of the room
    a wide space between him and the crowd
    no one acknowledged his presence
    he was…a non-entity
    it was a self-imposed exile
    however unintended

    I wanted to feel sorry for him
    sipping his drink in silence
    amidst all the gaiety and laughter
    but I’d felt the brunt…Read More

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    • Such arrogance deserves to be burnt, not fading away, but excised. It’s a strange contradiction, our compassion and empathy, as it sometimes allows such arrogance to exist. It’s not that we shouldn’t have empathy/compassion, we should. But it’s in coming to understand how and when to apply it. I think it’s part of our human journey, our evolving…Read More

      • Your mind might go to strange places but so does mine. They may not be the same places but that’s one of the things I love about poetry…the various ways it translates and thoughts it provokes. Thank you, Curt

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