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redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month
CRAVING DESTINY
“…… Our hearts and our minds
they’re one and the same
cause you are my kind.”
~~ Santana, featuring Seal (from the album “Shaman”)Long ago I came to see
how I needed you so;
how the gate and flow
of your textured red legs
would bend and go
on forever filling my mind
with world conquering adventure.
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Curly Grace posted in the group National Poetry Month
Dark Honey
Your desire
is slow and thick,dark honey
dripping
from every glance.You
trace
my spine
with deliberate sweetness,each touch a question,
and a claim.I melt into you,
into the warmth
you draw out of me,
drop
by
drop.![]()
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Harriet-Jacqui xx posted in the group National Poetry Month
You Have Roughly…
‘We do not see things as they are, we see things as we are’ – Men
Ohm! Ohm! Ohm! Ohm!
You have roughly…
Who’s that girl? Her name’s Furl,
Ohm! Ohm! Ohm! Ohm!
You have roughly five…
Why the mask? Man, don’t ask!
Ohm! Ohm! Ohm! Ohm!
You have roughly five minutes…
What, she, say? Man, no way!
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PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
The Old Man at the Window and the Immortal Cats
April 8th arrives
with the hush of a page
that turns itself.In the big window
the one that frames the world
like a painting too honest to sell
an old man sits,
chewing a piece of old bread
as if time itself
were something he could soften
with patience.He does not speak.
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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Atmospheric Compression
sleep…
we parted company…for the most part
a while ago
snatches of nap here and there
but a full night’s sleep?
…very rare
disrupted by dreams and thoughts
as I stare at the ceiling
and tossmaybe it’s only my imagination
(but I somehow doubt it)
the world feels…
heavier?
more dense?
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I think your poem speaks to something very true Willow. There is a definite compression in the air in these times (and for many for a very long time before this). But especially today, there is the feel of the walls pressing in, everything is hunkering down trying to find a safe place to live in. This is no way for human beings to live. -Curt
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No way at all for us to live. Thank you, Curt
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Day 8 of Poetry month and here is a poem dripping with sweet honey!! Way cool Curly Grace. -Curt