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PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
April 11th — Ladders, Snakes and the Art of Forgetting
April 11th arrives
like a board game spilled across the floor,
ladders leaning toward impossible heights,
snakes coiled in patient spirals,
waiting for the moment
you think you understand the rules.It is a day of ascents and descents,
of sudden rises
and quiet collapses,
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Read MoreMy blood has no tasteUnless served on a steel plate Sharp enough to chisel fine wordsThat bring primal color to this dinner Paper on a platterI consume to later vomitAcids merged with indigestible flavors Sick poems no one desiresThese cravings...
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Powerfully penned, thoughtsdie. Amazing write with lots of layers my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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I love this. Very powerful I can relate to this.
Thank you for sharing this.
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“takes more ink…
than currently in possession”
I have been feeling this a lot lately.
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I think it goes back to the weight of the world these days. It takes so much energy to just survive…not a lot pouring into our cups. Thank you, Fia 😊
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Feels like poetic intermission… a mist of words floating about
I like the mood this invokes-
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Life is…a lot…these days. Intermission would be great, but who’s got the time? Thank you, Naaj 😊
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Powerfully penned, Willow. Excellent write that I can definitely relate to my friend. Inspiration is sometimes a bit of a process indeed. Chasing thoughts and having them slip away can be so frustrating. The life of a writer is kinda quirky when you think about it. Nicely done as always. Appreciate you.
Damian
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The more we have on our the mind, the more jumbled it is up there. So polluted the words can’t find the exit. So they float around like wraiths on a stormy night. I’ll get my rhythm again. Just need a breather. Thank you, my friend 😊
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Quite often even the dark and distasteful thoughts must be laid bear. Maybe we’re under the impression no one cares, but people do relate. This is dark and disturbing. But life is too sometimes.