• April 11th — Ladders, Snakes and the Art of Forgetting

    April 11th arrives
    like a board game spilled across the floor,
    ladders leaning toward impossible heights,
    snakes coiled in patient spirals,
    waiting for the moment
    you think you understand the rules.

    It is a day of ascents and descents,
    of sudden rises
    and quiet collapses,
    of c…Read More

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    Mistmind

    words slip  in and out of thought tickling inspiration    then drift...   overwhelmed by their source they unravel wisping away from grasp   probably just as well...   takes more ink... than currently in possession let words refill the bottle while energy supply refreshens

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    • “takes more ink…

      than currently in possession”

      I have been feeling this a lot lately.

      • I think it goes back to the weight of the world these days. It takes so much energy to just survive…not a lot pouring into our cups. Thank you, Fia 😊

    • Feels like poetic intermission… a mist of words floating about
      I like the mood this invokes

      • Life is…a lot…these days. Intermission would be great, but who’s got the time? Thank you, Naaj 😊

    • Powerfully penned, Willow. Excellent write that I can definitely relate to my friend. Inspiration is sometimes a bit of a process indeed. Chasing thoughts and having them slip away can be so frustrating. The life of a writer is kinda quirky when you think about it. Nicely done as always. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • The more we have on our the mind, the more jumbled it is up there. So polluted the words can’t find the exit. So they float around like wraiths on a stormy night. I’ll get my rhythm again. Just need a breather. Thank you, my friend 😊

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    Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month

    Mistmind

    words slip
    in and out of thought
    tickling inspiration

    then drift…

    overwhelmed by their source
    they unravel
    wisping away from grasp

    probably just as well…

    takes more ink…
    than currently in possession
    let words refill the bottle
    while energy supply refreshens

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    The Key

    The key When did you get the key to my door It’s been locked for so long I remember when I put the bolt and nail it to the floor Fear and hurt infused the metal like a song   You inserted a key Turned it...

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  • The Key

    When did you get the key to my door

    It’s been locked for so long

    I remember when I put the bolt and nail it to the floor

    Fear and hurt infused the metal like a song

    You inserted a key

    Turned it to the right

    I stood before you

    I the softest moonlight

    You really looked at me

    Realizing what I was w…Read More

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