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redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month
CONQUERING THESE STORMS
“Everyone wants to go to heaven
but no one wants to die.”
**Peter ToshToday is so Spring-like,
the air, smooth with freshness,
the grass seems greener
stretching to reach your touch.
And the sky, so azure
it tastes like mountain running water.
Today it is difficult to realize
winter’s hold…Read More -
Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Watch Your Mouth
we weren’t allowed to curse
so she never did it herself
always setting the good example
whenever we repeated words heard…
that we were forbidden to utter…
she’d softly remonstrate…
“now now now…watch your mouth”
but I learned very early
she had an exception
if pushed to full annoyance
(a rare event – she…Read More4 Comments-
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My cousin told me to say a word in front of my mother, and I didn’t know what it meant and I got slapped. Never said that again. haha at least not to her.
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Harriet-Jacqui xx posted in the group National Poetry Month
Protest
Protest! They say they care.
Protest! They wouldn’t dare.
Protest! They cut your hair.
Protest! They strip you bare.
Protest! They foul your air.
Protest! Your bruises hurt.
Protest! Your face is dirt.
Protest! Your eyes are tired.
Protest! Your jaw is wired.
Protest! Your eyes are black.
Protest! No going back!
Protest! Y…Read More4 Comments-
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Girl this is something. Protest to be heard but who is even listening? they keep doing the damage. This is good
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It’s borne out of my frustration at The World, Fia. The Devil, threatening to wipe out a civilization using foul-mouthed rhetoric only makes life worse for all of us, bluffing or not. The Devils on the other side are just as bad, if not worse -putting to death 30,000 innocent protestors. Pray we all move to Peace, soon, girl. Take Good Care of…Read More
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NAVINA posted in the group National Poetry Month
A STORM’S MIMIC EMOTIONS
Why does it rain?
When I’m sad?
Does it feel my pain?
When things go bad?How can it last long?
I’m still crying
When will it be gone?
The outside is pouring.Where is the sun?
To feel better
I just wanna go out and run
Even with this dark weatherI try to smile a bit
And when I do
I see the r…Read More2 Comments -
PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
The Day of Empty Skulls and Full Time
April 7th rises
not like a dawn
but like a curtain being pulled back
on a stage that has been waiting
for centuries.It is the day of empty skulls,
not dead,
not forgotten,
just hollowed clean
by the slow, patient erosion
of everything that once mattered
too much.These skulls are not…Read More
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In our house it was the threat of having our mouths washed with soap if we cursed. And it only took one mouth washing to guarantee obedience to this rule. Very cool poem for day 7 of poetry month Willow -Curt