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Curly Grace posted in the group National Poetry Month
Echoes in Quiet Corners
Madness
in the quiet corners
of my skin,
a current of heat
beneath words,
beneath breath.It winds
around me
like a labyrinth:
walls soft,
shadowed,
doors whisper
echoes.Still,
I do not follow.I gather
myself
from the noise,
from storms
brushing
against my name,
and cradle
the ember
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Powerfully penned, Brandon. Excellent write with many layers my friend. It’s all about following the light, I can relate. Appreciate you.
Damian
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redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month
POEM #1– Poetry Month
As I step off the back porch,
into the freshly fallen snow,
I look in all four directions
seeking balance in a new day.As I walk through the snow,
Grandmother speaks to me:“Aztec, see how the snow
covers and quenches the Crocuses’ thirst;
how their purple or yellow petals
reach for t…Read More - Load More Posts
There’s a tenderness in the way you name the climb back into the light.