-
![Profile picture of Willow]()
Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Insidious
I’m willing to sacrifice myself
to prove the truth
of my words
of meare you willing to do the same?
lies…
in time…
will be uncovered
and everyone will seethe scuttling
ear to ear
insidiously whispering
it will be seenI have never changed
eventually they’ll know
and perhaps remember
but it will be too…Read More![Profile Photo]()
![Profile Photo]()
![Profile Photo]()
liked this
1 Comment -
![Profile picture of PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos)]()
PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
The Louvre, the Funhouse, the Disco
April 24th arrives
already half‑forgotten,
like a dream you try to hold
but it keeps slipping
through the fingers of your mind.It brings with it
a fading memory
of the main room
of the Louvre…
not the paintings,
not the tourists,
not the velvet ropes,
but the room itself:
its b…Read More![Profile Photo]()
![Profile Photo]()
![Profile Photo]()
liked this
-
![Profile picture of Curly Grace]()
Curly Grace posted in the group National Poetry Month
Nativity of Loss
(I will always love you, my heart.)I read a poem that evoked a tear
a single, trembling drop
that spun me backward,
into shadows of what was
and the ever-present numbness
of could-have-beens.25 days to go…
The air tastes different now,
heavier with memory,
as the earth tilts toward the same cold light
year a…Read More![]()
![Profile Photo]()
![Profile Photo]()
![Profile Photo]()
liked this
3 Comments-
![Profile picture of Fia Naturie]()
A single trembling drop. that imagery is felt
-
![Profile picture of Curly Grace]()
Thank you…this really was a pouring out… a hard write for me.
-
![Profile picture of Curly Grace]()
Actually, two came out that day. and lots of tears… but something I needed to write. It’s been years, but some Christmases I’m a bit indifferent/melancholy… I will post the other as well.
-
-
-
![Profile picture of redzone]()
redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month
MaryJane’s Last Dance
It was day 23 of Poetry Month
when you walked through the door,
And I said,
“Oh my, my. Oh hell yes”
as my eyes landed on
that party dress;
thigh high red with
a side slit stare, and
I was pulled into your sway.
MaryJane delights
played in my mind,
like how smoke and fog
swirled in kaleidoscope air,
and we be…Read More4 Comments-
![Profile picture of Fia Naturie]()
We dance in those empty spaces. (That’s the best memory ) Very nicely done
-
![Profile picture of redzone]()
Thank you Fia, your comment is appreciated muchly
-
-
![Profile picture of Willow]()
I read “side slit stare” and the scene was set, the mood and everything that followed owned the room!
-
![Profile picture of redzone]()
That dress!! I knew I was in big trouble….lol ;0)
-
-
-
![Profile picture of Fia Naturie]()
Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
Hello Me
It has been a while
You reached a plateau
traveling many milesWhat you failed to do
Is see what is occurring around youOr you’re choosing not
Not to see
Not to hear
Not to “oh my” share??Me this can not be
Your voice and thoughts need..need..To be set free
Free from the confines
Of societies vines…Read More2 Comments-
![Profile picture of redzone]()
Hello you, it’s just me. ;0) pretty cool poem Fia.
-
![Profile picture of Fia Naturie]()
Thank you so much;))
-
-
- Load More Posts
I think that perhaps the question might be, do they have a conscious to listen to?? Often the conscious is suppressed by the ego of self, and thinking that self is the be all and end all of everything. Hell, it’s even written into the Constitution… ‘the pursuit of happiness’. My happiness versus your happiness. What an “insidious” way to live!!…Read More