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Curly Grace posted in the group National Poetry Month
Dust Before the Storm
The warning didn’t come
with sirens or lights.It came quietly,
a shift in the air,
a stillness settling
like dust before a storm.The horses grew restless,
pacing the fence line,
ears toward something
I could not yet see.Even the cows
lifted their heads,
watching the horizon
as if it held
an answer I…Read More2 Comments -
redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month
Diversity
Being a city boy
with Native roots,
I have always loved the feel
of cool, dew-laden grass
licking my toes;
the scent of pine needles
on the forest floor;
the way a blue butterfly
will sometimes land
on your outstretched hand.
As I wrap all these thoughts
inside my heart,
I begin to see the balance of life.
We are, all of…Read More3 Comments-
Very good…. I love this part the way a blue butterfly
will sometimes land
on your outstretched hand.
As I wrap all these thoughts… A beautiful metaphor.. like if a butterfly can sense our thoughts . I do feel they sense those things too. Nice work… Keep it up-
Thanks Navina, I am glad you found this poem enjoyable. It means a lot and I appreciate your comment
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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Backsliding into Hell
inches to miles
look how far we’ve fallen
never perfect but better than this
they’re rewriting what they aren’t erasing
stacking the deck in their favor
throw another log on the firesome say he’s crazy
and they’re probably right
but crazy can still be evil as well
and nobody’s stopping his actions
what does…Read More6 Comments-
Willow, day 6 of poetry month and your words contain fire!!! I have extra matches in case they are needed. -Curt
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”Your words feel like a cold wind. In my world, it rains when I’m sad, and I can feel the ‘inhumanity’ you’re talking about. If your world is burning, maybe my storm can help put out the flames. We’re both just trying to find some warmth in the dark.”
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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
I was made for you
What do I do
When no other can deliver
What you do
I was created especially for youI don’t care what they say
I never did anywayCome to me…
Your the one I choose
Honestly it can only be you
No other will do
No one knows my body like youCome and kiss me greedily
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PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
For the Woman I Love and the Men I Adore
The 6th arrives
with a softness I did not authorize.
It walks in barefoot,
carrying the woman I love
in the palm of its hand
so much,
too much,
more than any day
should be allowed to hold.She stands there,
quiet as a vow,
loud as a heartbeat,
and April 6th bows to her
as if she were the…Read More - Load More Posts
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Beautiful, made me think of Dorothy in Kansas . Lovely write keep it up❤️