• My Land

    I was told this was home
    I was given it on silver plater
    They fail to tell me that I would have to steal it

    Words written on paper was crafted beautifully
    Penmanship to die for
    That was it…
    The hidden message

    To die for

    I can not take what is not mine
    Can land really be mine
    The oil and coal pillage from m…Read More

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    • In Indigenous culture and belief, no one owns the land, we inherit it and are part of it and must share and protect it, leaving it in better shape for future generations. I think this is a much better culture, belief, and morality than what we have in today’s world. I like your poem because it points to this kind of understanding. A very fitting…Read More

  • On April 2nd, When All Lies Lose Their Nerve

    No lie, not even the elegant ones,survives the arrival of April 2nd.It comes in quietly,feverish but polite,like someone who knocks softlybefore rearranging all the furniture in your mind. Yesterday’s mischief still clings to the air,smelling faintly of banana peel bravadoand...

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  • On April 2nd, When All Lies Lose Their Nerve

    No lie, not even the elegant ones,
    survives the arrival of April 2nd.
    It comes in quietly,
    feverish but polite,
    like someone who knocks softly
    before rearranging all the furniture in your mind.

    Yesterday’s mischief still clings to the air,
    smelling faintly of banana peel bravado
    and the k…Read More

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    NAVINA posted in the group National Poetry Month

    A RED INVITATION
    I love the way it feels
    When no one sees
    These miserable hills
    A dark sky… hidden in black seas

    Can you see where I am? (Where I am?)
    This place understands….
    It knows my story… how it began…
    ——————
    Falling…. Is a Red In-vi-tation….

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    It’s falling….. Like a feather…Read More

    “This is lyrics I personally wrote about depression that weighs heavier than stones… This is a very beautiful song and I wrote it for all who need that powerful voice to know that depression is part of God’s plan to challenge you’re inner faith. An invitation to find God and not give up. For all things happen for a reason. ” No little or speck of Ai in this pen.”

    "DEPRESSION IS IS PART OF GOD'S PLAN"

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