• The House Where the World’s Bugs Gather

    April 28th arrives
    as an infested house,
    a structure trembling
    under the soft, relentless weight
    of everything that crawls,
    buzzes,
    flutters,
    or insists on existing
    in the cracks of the world.

    It is not one kind of bug.
    It is all bugs,
    every species the ending world
    has ever whispered into b…Read More

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    A KISS #4

    “Let’s not speak falsely now
    the hour is getting late.”
    (Song/poem ‘Along The Watch Tower’, written and sung
    by Bob Dylan. But in this case think/imagine this song
    sung/played by Jimi Hendrix, the Live Version)

    “Excuse me while I kiss the sky”
    -Jimi Hendrix, ‘Purple Haze’

    Th…Read More

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    Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month

    Unstable Faultlines and Explosive Boots

    I saw him in the back of the room
    a wide space between him and the crowd
    no one acknowledged his presence
    he was…a non-entity
    it was a self-imposed exile
    however unintended

    I wanted to feel sorry for him
    sipping his drink in silence
    amidst all the gaiety and laughter
    but I’d felt the brunt…Read More

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    • Such arrogance deserves to be burnt, not fading away, but excised. It’s a strange contradiction, our compassion and empathy, as it sometimes allows such arrogance to exist. It’s not that we shouldn’t have empathy/compassion, we should. But it’s in coming to understand how and when to apply it. I think it’s part of our human journey, our evolving…Read More

      • Your mind might go to strange places but so does mine. They may not be the same places but that’s one of the things I love about poetry…the various ways it translates and thoughts it provokes. Thank you, Curt

  • April 27th – Down, Up, Along, As If Tomorrow Didn’t Exist

    April 27th begins
    down the stairs,
    all the way long,
    each step a small surrender,
    each landing a brief negotiation
    between gravity and will.

    It is a descent
    that feels older than you,
    a movement inherited
    from every fall
    you’ve ever survived.

    But the day does not stay low…Read More

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    • Not sure I want to go inside myself that far PAR. I just might go inside so far that I see my self outside looking in. That would be a paradox, and people would say I am insane, more so than usual. So, while I enjoyed reading your poem very muchly, I think I will just sleep this 27th day of poetry away. Wake me up at 12:O1 on the 28th. (It is a…Read More

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    Rainbow Dreams

    Today, April 26th, has arrived
    with a promise of color,
    of something that plays in
    our mind like a whisper,
    like a dream.

    Some dreams
    are like candy apples,
    sweetly coated
    and soft inside;
    or, like rainbows,
    that rise
    and fade into the sky.
    And then,
    there are the dreams
    made of you.

    Those dreams,
    where your…Read More

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