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    • The House Where the World’s Bugs Gather

      April 28th arrives
      as an infested house,
      a structure trembling
      under the soft, relentless weight
      of everything that crawls,
      buzzes,
      flutters,
      or insists on existing
      in the cracks of the world.

      It is not one kind of bug.
      It is all bugs,
      every species the ending world
      has ever whispered into b…Read More

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    • Just Think

      Walking 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 mind
      “Everybody hurts”

      Open the window
      A beautiful butterfly fly in

      Open the window
      A…Read More

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      redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month

      A KISS #4

      “Let’s not speak falsely now
      the hour is getting late.”
      (Song/poem ‘Along The Watch Tower’, written and sung
      by Bob Dylan. But in this case think/imagine this song
      sung/played by Jimi Hendrix, the Live Version)

      “Excuse me while I kiss the sky”
      -Jimi Hendrix, ‘Purple Haze’

      Th…Read More

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      Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month

      Unstable Faultlines and Explosive Boots

      I saw him in the back of the room
      a wide space between him and the crowd
      no one acknowledged his presence
      he was…a non-entity
      it was a self-imposed exile
      however unintended

      I wanted to feel sorry for him
      sipping his drink in silence
      amidst all the gaiety and laughter
      but I’d felt the brunt…Read More

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      • Such arrogance deserves to be burnt, not fading away, but excised. It’s a strange contradiction, our compassion and empathy, as it sometimes allows such arrogance to exist. It’s not that we shouldn’t have empathy/compassion, we should. But it’s in coming to understand how and when to apply it. I think it’s part of our human journey, our evolving…Read More

        • Your mind might go to strange places but so does mine. They may not be the same places but that’s one of the things I love about poetry…the various ways it translates and thoughts it provokes. Thank you, Curt

    • April 27th – Down, Up, Along, As If Tomorrow Didn’t Exist

      April 27th begins
      down the stairs,
      all the way long,
      each step a small surrender,
      each landing a brief negotiation
      between gravity and will.

      It is a descent
      that feels older than you,
      a movement inherited
      from every fall
      you’ve ever survived.

      But the day does not stay low…Read More

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      • Not sure I want to go inside myself that far PAR. I just might go inside so far that I see my self outside looking in. That would be a paradox, and people would say I am insane, more so than usual. So, while I enjoyed reading your poem very muchly, I think I will just sleep this 27th day of poetry away. Wake me up at 12:O1 on the 28th. (It is a…Read More

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