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redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month
Diversity
Being a city boy
with Native roots,
I have always loved the feel
of cool, dew-laden grass
licking my toes;
the scent of pine needles
on the forest floor;
the way a blue butterfly
will sometimes land
on your outstretched hand.
As I wrap all these thoughts
inside my heart,
I begin to see the balance of life.
We are, all of…Read More3 Comments-
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Thanks Navina, I am glad you found this poem enjoyable. It means a lot and I appreciate your comment
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Of course .. poetry is always good to read. My mind is always thinking so I write it down haha.
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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Backsliding into Hell
inches to miles
look how far we’ve fallen
never perfect but better than this
they’re rewriting what they aren’t erasing
stacking the deck in their favor
throw another log on the firesome say he’s crazy
and they’re probably right
but crazy can still be evil as well
and nobody’s stopping his actions
what does…Read More6 Comments-
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Willow, day 6 of poetry month and your words contain fire!!! I have extra matches in case they are needed. -Curt
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Thank you, Curt 😊
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”Your words feel like a cold wind. In my world, it rains when I’m sad, and I can feel the ‘inhumanity’ you’re talking about. If your world is burning, maybe my storm can help put out the flames. We’re both just trying to find some warmth in the dark.”
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Good job
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This is my bonfire of hope. We need it in these cold days. Thank you 😊
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Of course no doubt. We need the warmth to keep the days of life. No problem 😊
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PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
For the Woman I Love and the Men I Adore
The 6th arrives
with a softness I did not authorize.
It walks in barefoot,
carrying the woman I love
in the palm of its hand
so much,
too much,
more than any day
should be allowed to hold.She stands there,
quiet as a vow,
loud as a heartbeat,
and April 6th bows to her
as if she were the…Read More![Profile Photo]()
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Harriet-Jacqui xx posted in the group National Poetry Month
State of Mind:
Dear Danny,
I sit alone behind these grey concrete walls, wondering if the Police really know it all?
Craving just a little male affection when all I seem to get is your rejection?
Write me letters, pick up the phone, need your sweetness, so sick of living here on my own.
I loved you, baby, you loved me, said I loved ya, it…Read More![]()
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Curly Grace posted in the group National Poetry Month
Unraveling
I watched the thread,
slip from my fingers,
cold as steel.I couldn’t hold the end,
or trace the start.Like a shadow in alleys,
following the hunt,
its shadow in my chest,
too swift to name.I watched the thread
through the silence.You can only sense
when nothing stirs.I felt tremors pulse
through skin, t…Read More![]()
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I was just thinking the other day of all the ways of saying and meanings for unravel. This is a potent expression of it 😊
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Very good…. I love this part the way a blue butterfly
will sometimes land
on your outstretched hand.
As I wrap all these thoughts… A beautiful metaphor.. like if a butterfly can sense our thoughts . I do feel they sense those things too. Nice work… Keep it up