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PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
April 30th: LOVE at Last Bite
April 30th arrives
with teeth made of twilight.
Not sharp,
not cruel,
just precise,
the kind of bite
that ends a month
without drawing blood.It is the moment
when April leans in,
slowly,
deliberately,
and takes its last bite
out of everything
you thought this month was.A bite of memory,
a…Read More -
PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
The Lurker and the Birthday That Won’t Die
April 29th begins with the quiet truth
that life is a lurker.
It hides behind doors,
peeks through curtains,
waits in the corners
where the light forgets to reach.It watches you
with the patience
of something that knows
you’ll eventually turn around.And then,
as if the day nee…Read More -
PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
The House Where the World’s Bugs Gather
April 28th arrives
as an infested house,
a structure trembling
under the soft, relentless weight
of everything that crawls,
buzzes,
flutters,
or insists on existing
in the cracks of the world.It is not one kind of bug.
It is all bugs,
every species the ending world
has ever whispered into b…Read More -
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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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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