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    • The Pull

      There’s a gravity to you,
      quiet, irresistible,
      the kind that pulls
      without touching.

      But when you do touch,
      the night folds around us
      like silk caught in a fist.

      Your voice at my ear
      undoes me faster
      than the heat of your mouth
      on my shoulder.

      I fall into wanting,
      into you.

      © 2025

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      redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month

      Endings and Beginnings

      It was April 28th, a Tuesday, situated
      two days closer to May. Something
      unclear, vague, shifted just beyond
      my sight.

      Perhaps it was my over worked
      imagination, a mind focused
      entirely on the abstraction of
      reality, or the discord of a
      symphony that was playing
      in my head.

      Perhaps it was due to…Read More

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      An Autumn Moon Night

      An Autumn Moon Night    “Gonna get into it baby down where it’s tangled and dark... When we get through it baby you’re gonna give up your heart.   Gonna get a little risky baby Oh, that’s my favorite part.” ~~Bonnie Raitt   oooo     When I first saw you the moon was...

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      • Is this a song? It’s cool. I like it

        • First, Thank You, Fia. I’m glad you liked this poem. Second, I am not sure it’s a ‘song’. I think to make it a song there would have to be a lot of editing, along with some experimentation. I am not sure I would know how to do this. The poem was written as I was listening to this Bonnie Raitt song, so besides quoting some of the lines found in that song, I think some of the rhythm of the song did find its way into the poem. But to be truthful, this was more an accident than intended.

    • A KISS #4

      “Let’s not speak falsely now
      the hour is getting late.”
      (Song/poem ‘Along The Watch Tower’, written and sung
      by Bob Dylan. But in this case think/imagine this song
      sung/played by Jimi Hendrix, the Live Version)

      “Excuse me while I kiss the sky”
      -Jimi Hendrix, ‘Purple Haze’

      Th…Read More

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    • Rainbow Dreams

      Today, April 26th, has arrived
      with a promise of color,
      of something that plays in
      our mind like a whisper,
      like a dream.

      Some dreams
      are like candy apples,
      sweetly coated
      and soft inside;
      or, like rainbows,
      that rise
      and fade into the sky.
      And then,
      there are the dreams
      made of you.

      Those dreams,
      where your…Read More

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