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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Depends What Matters…
I don’t know if it’s a society thing…
or what
but this standard that directs us to follow a specified path
you meet…you marry…pop out a few kids
never forgetting the coveted white picket fenceI have a question…
what if that pattern…
isn’t really one size fits all…I think of all the miserable…Read More
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I fear that we’re rapidly approaching that time when women and those of color have few rights again. The number of bumper stickers I’ve seen with “Make women property again” make me sick. And this country is terrifying me more every day. It’s time for big change indeed. Thank you, Curt
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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
Just Think
Walking in with a smile
Feeling light as if at this very moment was the bestWalking in with a frown
Feeling pulled down and weary as if gravity has a vendettaA tune comes to mind
“Don’t worry be happy”A tune comes to mind
“Everybody hurts”Open the window
A beautiful butterfly fly inOpen the window
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Read MoreWalking in with a smile Feeling light as if at this very moment was the best Walking in with a frown Feeling pulled down and weary as if gravity has a vendetta A tune comes to mind “Don’t worry be happy” A tune comes to...
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Powerfully penned, Fia. Excellent write with amazing insight and wisdom my friend. Nicely done as always. Appreciate you, Cuz.
Damian
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Thank you cuz. I really appreciate you.;))
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Read MoreEvery night... I cry when I sleep with no one to chase away the bad dreams, mend any of the hurts, the silent screams or the broken heart that continually bleeds. Time and again, when dreaded night comes, I cry in my sleep, grind my teeth...
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I feel this poem. Your emotions spilling over into the waking world due to a nightmare. Good piece
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Thank you 😊 because of the situation I’m in this is almost the norm for me.
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It’s good to have a good cry, even when it happens again and again, it cleanses the soul. I felt this poem. Bravo!
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Thanks 😊
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Some takes flight and others do die. Very interesting poem crimsin;)
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thank you lovely Fia I appreciate you ❤️
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Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write with lots of layers my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.
Damian
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hello dearest Damian another underground poem I’m happy you enjoyed it ❤️
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Hi Willow, you have packed a lot into your poem. At its heart is the recognition of individuality, as opposed to individualism. We arrive in many different shapes and colors as well as temperaments. For me, it is a social matter, the traditions that arise out of society based on oppression, of class and social distinction and hierarchy, that…Read More