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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
Ignited
You threw the match on gasoline
It was always flammable
It’s stable if not bothered
You did it, though
You struck the match
Watch it light
Then threw it.Did you doubt it would light?
Did you want to see if it was destructive?
You knew it was
The temperature is hotter the closer you get
I advise you to stay away
Let the…Read More![Profile Photo]()
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Curly Grace posted in the group National Poetry Month
The Pull
There’s a gravity to you,
quiet, irresistible,
the kind that pulls
without touching.But when you do touch,
the night folds around us
like silk caught in a fist.Your voice at my ear
undoes me faster
than the heat of your mouth
on my shoulder.I fall into wanting,
into you.© 2025
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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
???
I sit before you
Blank
Random thoughts
Incoherents sounds
Nothing
Absolutly
EmptyCandle lit
Shows shadow
Places to hide
AloneWhat is happening
I do not understand
I’ve scaled walls before
Beaten away the voidI dont like this
Alone
My thoughts
Have jagged teeth
Tearing at me
I hold it backI sit here b…Read More
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redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month
Endings and Beginnings
It was April 28th, a Tuesday, situated
two days closer to May. Something
unclear, vague, shifted just beyond
my sight.Perhaps it was my over worked
imagination, a mind focused
entirely on the abstraction of
reality, or the discord of a
symphony that was playing
in my head.Perhaps it was due to…Read More
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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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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