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Read MoreIt feels like such a shameall that laughter, conversation,all those ordinary afternoons together. They just lowered him into the groundlike a basket of rotting bread,carefully, as if it still mattered. I hate death.He’s so selfish -he arrives already decided,and leaves everything...
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Wow, that sounds awful. Even animals can be unobservant to their young, I guess. Thanks for the comment, Crimsin.
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This is deep.
Death is unfair and painful for loved ones. It absolutely feels unfinished.
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Thank you my pretty friend. 🙂
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Powerfully penned, Tim. Another great write my friend. We all fear death. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thanks so much, Damian.
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This feels tender in its grief. The simplicity makes the hurt more real.
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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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It’s beautiful… Definitely relaxing to read and vision. ❤️
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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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Read MoreThere's a big old steel gate around her graveThough It makes no difference - crypt or cave'Cause clocks won't tell the time of dayTo those that sleep in dirt or clay. It's dark - it's deep - what's small will...
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this picked at my claustrophobic side very dark I myself want an ocean send off so I can be sand great write ❤️
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Interesting comment, Crimsin. Thank you.
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I’m digging dark Tim!
These two stanzas build quite the image and feeling.
Truly enjoyed this other side of your writing:)-
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Thanks very much, Adelly. Much appreciated. 🙂
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Well this is interesting! I love the tie in with her as the subject header. It’s a tight rhyme scheme, very clever.
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I appreciate your comment, Styx. Thank you.
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Cleverly penned, Tim. Excellent write with amazing flow my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you my friend. 🙂
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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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Read Morewords 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...
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The title sums it up. We all know where hate takes us. We do and some try their best to stay away from it and others well…
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Others seem to relish it. Does make me wonder what deficit is within them that they think they need to fill it with hate. Thank you, Fia 😊
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Mic Drop!
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Thank you, my friend 😊
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Daddy taught me how to shoot because he said it was important to know how to protect myself if I ever needed to. He also said the first thing I needed to know was that if I’m not going to be able to use it, it will be used against me so I should probably never get one. I’ve stuck by that philosophy since that day. Thank you, Brenda 🧡
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I’m with you dearest Tim I hate death, the look of it, the feelings it brings the unfairness, I was watching a nature program about a grizzly cub and it’s mom she led him high into the snowy mountains but the incline was too steep for the cub he tried so many times to follow her just to land on the rocks below to die it made me cry it was unfair… great write ❤️