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Read MoreEvery night... I cry when I sleep with no one to chase away the bad dreams, mend any of the hurts, the silent screams or the broken heart that continually bleeds. Time and again, when dreaded night comes, I cry in my sleep, grind my teeth...
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Thank you 😊 because of the situation I’m in this is almost the norm for me.
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It’s good to have a good cry, even when it happens again and again, it cleanses the soul. I felt this poem. Bravo!
D.
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Thanks 😊
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Read MoreApril 27th beginsdown the stairs,all the way long,each step a small surrender,each landing a brief negotiationbetween gravity and will. It is a descentthat feels older than you,a movement inheritedfrom every fallyou’ve ever survived. But the day does not stay low.It never...
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That last stanza
“And by the time it ends,
you realize:
you have traveled
farther inside yourself
than any map
could ever show.”
Par man that is gold-
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Thanks my dear. 🌻
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“And by the time it ends,
you realize:
you have traveled
farther inside yourself
than any map
could ever show.”Brilliantly penned, PAR. Another excellent write (day) my friend. This one is definitely all about the miles traveled, journeys tend to do that it seems. Amazing read with precise imagery brother, I could picture the surroundings especially the highway. Nicely done as always. That last stanza was chef’s kiss. I concur with Fia. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thanks, my Brother!
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PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
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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Clock is set, my friend.
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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
Not the right time
I wandered into this strange land
The beauty I have discovered
With no one to hold my hand
Only a bag and cloak to coverI did not expect to find
A place to call my own
I moved space and time
Wanting to find a homeThen I met you
My world became so small
All my world views
Mean nothing to me at allIf I…Read More
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I feel this poem. Your emotions spilling over into the waking world due to a nightmare. Good piece