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NAVINA posted in the group National Poetry Month
THE STORM’S EYES
Tornado you seek
The darkness
I feel weak ..
The skies in complete blackness
Your power I’ll see all week.Clouds move like spilled ink
On a grey canvas
That I left to streak
Brushing with slugs
As an artist, you can’t peek.My art smears as the storm claims
Bold dark colors
Watch how it fades
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The last line lands in a way that makes you want to reread this again, and let it linger. This caught my breath.
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This reads almost like an invocation, a chant of summoning. Much enjoyed this. As Brandon said, it invites rereading 🧡
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Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write with dark undertones my friend. I concur with Willow and Brandon. Amazing read. Appreciate you.
Damian
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twofiftythree posted in the group National Poetry Month
almost
I was gonna jump
but I needed someone to watch
so I waited
and while waitin
the moment passed
and I forgot why I climbed
so I came back down
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Chère L.,
Beauty.
The Chinese version:
Beauty in the woods, where no one can hear it, is still beautifulThe greater Amsterdam version:
Beauty which is shared with other people, growsIt’s almost akin to:
Sometimes giving away makes me richer.
All this and more you gave us with this wonderful post.If you’re American: Thank you very much
In all other cases: (please) keep on keeping on (Curtis Mayfield)
Kind regards, Gus
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Chère L.,
Yes yes yes, amen to that.
It confirms our attraction to each other, our love, our being human, everything and than some.
And you wrote it in the best possible way.
I love it a lot.
Kind regards, Gus