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    • A STORM’S MIMIC EMOTIONS

      Why does it rain?
      When I’m sad?
      Does it feel my pain?
      When things go bad?

      ​How can it last long?
      I’m still crying
      When will it be gone?
      The outside is pouring.

      ​Where is the sun?
      To feel better
      I just wanna go out and run
      Even with this dark weather

      ​I try to smile a bit
      And when I do
      I see the r…Read More

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    • We Are Not Machines

      Do not worry
      if you shall fall and forget.
      Tomorrow always comes.
      What’s most important is that you try.
      It’s a shame that we forget that everything that we do
      starts off with a person just trying.

      The stark white of the page
      Uninspired
      Stop
      Breathe
      Occupy space inside with other things

      Return…Read More

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    • Dust Before the Storm

      The warning didn’t come
      with sirens or lights.

      It came quietly,
      a shift in the air,
      a stillness settling
      like dust before a storm.

      The horses grew restless,
      pacing the fence line,
      ears toward something
      I could not yet see.

      Even the cows
      lifted their heads,
      watching the horizon
      as if it held
      an answer I…Read More

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      • Beautiful, made me think of Dorothy in Kansas . Lovely write keep it up❤️

      • people are stubborn, Curly Grace. Ignore, avoid and then find someone else to blame when reality slaps them upside the head. Cool poem and love the art work as well. -Curt

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      redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month

      Diversity

      Being a city boy
      with Native roots,
      I have always loved the feel
      of cool, dew-laden grass
      licking my toes;
      the scent of pine needles
      on the forest floor;
      the way a blue butterfly
      will sometimes land
      on your outstretched hand.
      As I wrap all these thoughts
      inside my heart,
      I begin to see the balance of life.
      We are, all of…Read More

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      • Very good…. I love this part the way a blue butterfly
        will sometimes land
        on your outstretched hand.
        As I wrap all these thoughts… A beautiful metaphor.. like if a butterfly can sense our thoughts . I do feel they sense those things too. Nice work… Keep it up

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      Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month

      Backsliding into Hell

      inches to miles
      look how far we’ve fallen
      never perfect but better than this
      they’re rewriting what they aren’t erasing
      stacking the deck in their favor
      throw another log on the fire

      some say he’s crazy
      and they’re probably right
      but crazy can still be evil as well
      and nobody’s stopping his actions
      what does…Read More

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