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Read MoreThe wind howls through my window The fire truck siren blares down the street The neighbor’s heated argument is in stereo sound The dogs whine in a pitch that rivals nails on chalk boards Yet I cannot sleep without the city’s peace.
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Thank you, Adel it is;))
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Interesting. I recall growing up out in the country away from the city lights. The pitter patter of rain on a tin roof. The croaking of a bullfrog and symphonic chirping of crickets. The hoot of an owl. Now your poem has got me reminiscing.
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Aww that is a compliment that you are reminiscing.;))
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Beautifully penned, Fia. Excellent write my friend. Home sweet home.. Appreciate you, Cuz.
Damian
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Thak you cuz. Appreciate that Damian;))
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It’s funny how I’m disturbed by silence in my city but calmed by it when camping. I think we become in tune with our environment and are unsettled when it steps out of rhythm.
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Thank you Willow. I agree if it too quiet when I am sleeping, I feel uneasy.;))
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That’s a lot of noise but then again you are in the city. If you didn’t like all of that, you wouldn’t be living there. Cool write Fia.
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Well, grew up with all that noise. Kinda use to it. lol Thank you Vison;)
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PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
A Monday of Opposites and Gravitational Longing
13th arrives
with the blunt honesty of a Monday
that refuses to disguise itself.It is a day built on opposites,
light leaning against shadow,
certainty dissolving into doubt,
the heart pulling forward
while the mind drags its feet.Everything contradicts everything.
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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
She turns 30
Wake up to a face
Your face
The current face
Not the face you rememberMemory can distort reality
Reality is a bucket of ice water
Even the eyes change
Once showed hope is now resignedTruth is
It is not the face that is disheartening
It is the day
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Read MoreWake up to a face Your face The current face Not the face you remember Memory can distort reality Reality is a bucket of ice water Even the eyes change Once showed hope is now resigned Truth is It is not the face that is disheartening It is the...
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hello beautiful Fia I’m glad I no longer get gazes I wrote a poem about that I’m waiting to post it…it’s titled invisible…I don’t feel old even though I’m fifty six and the world wants to tell me I’m old…no she is not old just no longer a teen… great write ❤️
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Thank you Crimsin. I find it crazy. 30 is old in the 1800’s. 😆
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This is a great write.
The reality is we all age. It’s not so bad.
But realizing that comes with wisdom and learning to embrace the life you’ve lived and where you are mentally.
I’m happy at 51. You couldn’t pay me to be in my thirties.
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I agree. Being in my 50’s to. I don’t want to go back
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Powerfully penned, Fia. Excellent write that we can all relate to my friend. I’m happy where I am, don’t wanna go back in time. lol. Nicely done. Appreciate you, Cuz.
Damian
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Thank you Damian. There are lesson I have learned at that age that I do not need to relive it.
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You have touched upon a very important topic with your beautiful and meaningful poem, dear Fià. Unfortunately, our Western society is obsessed with a cult of youth. In other cultures, by contrast, older people are more likely to be associated with wisdom and life experience. Fortunately, the ‘army’ of women who are not buying into this youth cult based on outward appearances is growing larger and larger. We only age in years, but we mature in terms of our life experience and our wisdom; our faces reflect the beauty of a life well-lived.
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Here, here Sappho. Thank you for reading;))
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My sister casually announces she’s fat from time to time and she’s smaller than me. Throws the brain when someone declares themselves to be in a deficit but they still have more than you. I find it funny that I’m actually more content with my aging than I was in my youth. Guess it’s what we take from the life we live. Good write, Fia
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What got me is the announcement of I’m old. Not a grey hair, laugh lines nothing. Me being me I said I must be decerped. lol
She caught on. But damn. Thank you Willow
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NAVINA posted in the group National Poetry Month
THE GRAVITY OF THE GRUDGE
You see a person sentenceed to death
Days counted before their last breath
Done so much pain and unimaginable sorrow.Now the question is as follows…
Would you feed that person today,
What he or she wouldn’t be able to do tomorrow?Would you offer the mercy you’d hope to receive?
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Background noise as a lullaby.
I totally get it.