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Harriet-Jacqui xx posted in the group National Poetry Month
The Blue Pool
A young man sipped limoncello, in a bar in the village square,
He was lonely and heartbroken, you would often find him there,
His heart was filled with sorrow, he felt twisted and torn inside,
When a waitress in a black dress, came and whispered as he cried,
‘Do you know there’s a blue pool, born out of the mountain str…Read More2 Comments -
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Powerfully penned, Fia. Excellent write that gives me musing vibes my friend. You know how I dig your musings. Amazing work as always. Appreciate you, Cuz.
Damian
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That last line is a stone dropping into the pond. Solid slap of reality. Doesn’t stop us reaching, does it?
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PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
April 9th — The Breakthrough of Impossible Realities
April 9th does not arrive.
It erupts.It tears a seam in the morning,
a thin, shimmering wound
through which light leaks sideways,
as if the day itself
has forgotten how to behave.This is the day of breakthroughs,
not the gentle kind,
not the kind that whisper
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While I fancy myself a romantic, I think I will avoid this Blue Pool. I have loved a few times and may never love again, but I think I do not want to play the fool. Her pool is enticing, her lips warm with arousal, but dear lady, I will remain on this stool. Sorry HJx, I hope you don’t mind where my mind went as I read your poem. -Curt