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The soul always knows what to do to heal itself. The challenge is to silence the mind.
Curly Grace
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Curly Grace posted in the group National Poetry Month
Unraveling
I watched the thread,
slip from my fingers,
cold as steel.I couldn’t hold the end,
or trace the start.Like a shadow in alleys,
following the hunt,
its shadow in my chest,
too swift to name.I watched the thread
through the silence.You can only sense
when nothing stirs.I felt tremors pulse
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Read MoreLove Sonnet LXXXI I watch the full moon rise outside my window, its beams slowly reflect across your naked skin. You stir some, sigh, as my fingers caress gently patterns across your breasts. Yaraa, let me love you like the gently rains of Springtime as it plays upon...
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this is so sensual. Very nice;))
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From the moon to the imagery in touch and plea, this is pure, beautiful seduction
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redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month
April Poetry #5
April 5 is just another day
in a year already a fourth
of its life gone. But this day
has no song, unless you want
to count the rhythm and noise
of imperial bombs sent by
the “shining light on top of
the hill”, who has always promised
the grave and the slave. April 5,
just another day where they
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I was thinking this morning about that phrase march to the beat of your own drum. But the noise of the world is so loud these days it’s difficult to hear it. Those last lines…damn!
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I was just thinking the other day of all the ways of saying and meanings for unravel. This is a potent expression of it 😊