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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,
but the soft, spacious…Read More3 Comments-
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I’ll try my best, thank you.
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Of course do so 🤗
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Curly Grace posted in the group National Poetry Month
The Moment I Stay Still
You want to steal my heart
and keep it…
but you say it like you’re certain
I won’t notice.Maybe I’ll let you get close enough
to try.Maybe I wanted to see
how you’d hold it,
whether your hands tremble
before they tighten
when something precious
leans your way.But don’t mistake my stillness…Read More
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Turning the other cheek is always a bold way to handle it. Good work keep it up.
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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
Reach out
There are things I wanted to show
There are things I could not let go
When my light is finally out
I’m in the shadowReach out , reach out
You’re in my heart
Reach out
Whenever you feel you’re falling apart
Reach out
I will always be there for you….I’m here for you
You’re never alone, its true
Wherever I am is a hom…Read More1 Comment-
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I really like, it sounds like a song. To not give up or reminding someone that they aren’t alone but you are there. Nice write keep it up.
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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Absorbing the Cost…
when the choice is required
and compromise is not an option
do you choose to soothe your own pain?
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PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
April 11th — Ladders, Snakes and the Art of Forgetting
April 11th arrives
like a board game spilled across the floor,
ladders leaning toward impossible heights,
snakes coiled in patient spirals,
waiting for the moment
you think you understand the rules.It is a day of ascents and descents,
of sudden rises
and quiet collapses,
of c…Read More![Profile Photo]()
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Very good Par… Keep it up .