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  • Shadow Haunting

    don’t look at her
    she’s not at her best just now
    it isn’t the disheveled hair
    or the worn out sweats she’s wearing
    but if you study her appearance
    you’ll see the struggle in her bearing

    in the way her eyes slide sideways
    a magnetic repulsion effect
    slipping away from any chance meeting
    guarded…
    there’s no safety…Read More

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    • True enough, sometimes you just want to melt into the woodwork, disappear into the shadows, hide from the world or, perhaps someone particular. Someone who has hurt you. Then too, often it’s the opposite. The need to be seen, to be acknowledged as a human being. Not as an object or in a negative way, but seen for who you truely are, whole,…Read More

      • It’s such a dichotomy….needing to be seen but wanting to disappear. At times it’s simultaneous. We are such complicated creatures. Thank you, Curt

  • Some times

    There are times when things should be said
    Things should be done
    It is met with silence

    Then there are times things are done
    Without thought
    Automatically

    Sometimes things are said because it is felt
    Sometimes thing happen because it could not be held back

    But there is a sometimes

    That trust is broken
    A wound never…Read More

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    • And it is times like this that you just want to SCREAM!!! Far too many people in our world bear wounds that never heal, ooze pain continually. Insightful poem, Fia. -Curt

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    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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  • 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 leave

    This thing is like a bungie cord
    I drop…Read More

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    Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month

    What Isn’t Heard

    there’s a vastness…
    you can’t even fathom…
    a universe you can’t imagine…
    within the realm of silence

    stories untold
    realities unexpected
    contemplative reflection
    pain unspoken

    everything locked inside a vacuum
    where the wall of it…
    can hold someone hostage
    a victim of their own thoughts

    you can’t…Read More

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    • Yes, I can hear that silence. It’s the silence of a mother whose son has been cut down in a gang war or a war in a foreign country. Or the anguish of needing formula for our kids but no money to buy it. It’s the search for decent work, but not enough education to get it. Its the cries of children hiding under desk when the gunman came to school.…Read More

      • I didn’t have a choice on writing this. It’s been much on my mind of late. That deafening, heart-rending silence unheard from outside. Thank you for hearing it with me, Curt

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