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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
She turns 30
Wake up to a face
Your face
The current face
Not the face you rememberMemory can distort reality
Reality is a bucket of ice water
Even the eyes change
Once showed hope is now resignedTruth is
It is not the face that is disheartening
It is the day
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NAVINA posted in the group National Poetry Month
THE GRAVITY OF THE GRUDGE
You see a person sentenceed to death
Days counted before their last breath
Done so much pain and unimaginable sorrow.Now the question is as follows…
Would you feed that person today,
What he or she wouldn’t be able to do tomorrow?Would you offer the mercy you’d hope to receive?
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redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month
Morning Coffee Thoughts
As the sun rose
on a calm summer morning,
and I faced the four directions,
asking for balance,
understanding,
and grandmother’s wisdom,
the Hawk circled
then landed on the Elm
down by Willow Creek.I thought at first
it was looking for its morning meal,
but it turned in my direction,
catching my e…Read More2 Comments-
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Thinking of humanity as so small in the cosmos is both humbling and strangely empowering. For all that we are miniscule in the vastness, we can achieve so much through compassion.
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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Heave Silence
words recede
when darkness settles
and sound is heard only at the edges
muffled though they be…
silent sobs and absolute grief
louder in my senses
than gunshots and shouts of jubilation
because we all know where hate takes us
but only some will see it
guess it’s only visible…
from the barrel end of a gun
to…Read More3 Comments-
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It sounds like moment of redemption. The darkness seems to have control it all.
It talks about gunshots, shouts of jubilation over hate, and staying “triggered.” It’s that “eye for an eye” energy where the fight never ends because everyone is “just warming up” to hurt each other back.
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The only way to fight hate is with love and compassion. Standing together in the face of adversity and having each other’s back.
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Yes exactly… With love always to defeat against the darkness that will not win. Good write keep it up .
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PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
12th in Emptiness, Oblivion, and the Breeze That Knows Too Much
April 12th rises
like a hollow bowl.
A day carved out of absence,
light as a rib,
quiet as a room
after everyone has left
but the air still remembers
their names.This is the day of emptiness
not the cruel kind,
not the collapsing void,
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Very good Par… Keep it up .
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I’ll try my best, thank you.
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Of course do so 🤗
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It’s beautiful… Definitely relaxing to read and vision. ❤️