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Curly Grace posted in the group National Poetry Month

• 2 weeks, 4 days ago

The Tenth Muse Speaks: Whispers Across Lesbos

She walks on the edge of the wind,
voice braided with sea and olive,
each syllable a spark struck
from the tinder of longing.

Island-born, where the waves fold
like a lover’s arm,
she counts the pulses of hearts
as though each beat were a star.

You burn me
my limbs betray m…Read More

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- redzone
  2 weeks, 3 days ago
  
  Curly Grace, what a great opening line: “She walks on the edge of the wind”. While I enjoyed reading the entirety of your poem, that last verse will be remembered by me. Poets, poetry, should never be “contained” or constrained. -Curt
  - Curly Grace
    2 weeks, 3 days ago
    
    Thank you, Curt. That means a lot. I’m glad those lines stayed with you. And I agree… poetry needs room to breathe.
Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month

• 2 weeks, 4 days ago

Sensory Memories

“why are you so addicted to popcorn?”

because on Saturday evenings…
when I was small…
(too young to know of more exciting things…
like theaters and urban adventures)
there was a table that became an arena

where board games and Uno took over
and we gathered as a family…
no chores…
otherwise idle…Read More

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- Harriet-Jacqui xx
  2 weeks, 4 days ago
  
  Aw, I can smell the corn popping from here – a really atmospheric poem.
  - Willow
    2 weeks, 3 days ago
    
    Thank you 😊 I make popcorn every week, never recapture those moments but it brings back the memories
- redzone
  2 weeks, 3 days ago
  
  Willow, I make the popcorn the same way your grandmother did, 3 quart pot, melt the butter and mix. But I must confess, the popcorn goes in a big bowl and I eat it all from there. Thanks for sharing the popcorn….er… I mean the poem. ;0) -Curt
  - Willow
    2 weeks, 3 days ago
    
    There were a minimum of a dozen of us at that table. There would have been no room for a big bowl. I’ve never seen a bowl the size she used for the popcorn since then. I use an air popper but yes, it goes in a bowl and it’s all mine too. 😊
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Sensory Memories

Poetry

April 4, 2026

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"why are you so addicted to popcorn?" because on Saturday evenings... when I was small... (too young to know of more exciting things... like theaters and urban adventures) there was a table that became an arena where board games and Uno took over and we gathered...

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- Tim
  2 weeks, 4 days ago
  
  It’s good to have memories like that. Sometimes – when memories are triggered – you can’t help but be reminded of those carefree times when life was a little more magical and joyous.
  - Willow
    2 weeks, 3 days ago
    
    On the farm it was always busy busy busy. These nights were like time capsules when everyone came together in love and joy…not for work. Thank you 😊
- I_IS_ ME
  2 weeks, 3 days ago
  
  We can relate to this piece. There was a poetess on dup that was super at these type pieces also. We don’t remember her name only that she reminisce often on earlier happier times, kinda like Styxian. We like his pieces also.
  - Willow
    2 weeks, 3 days ago
    
    I used to write this kind of memory-based poems all the time on DU. Styxian does a fantastic job at memory journeys. Thank you 😊
- Willow
  2 weeks, 3 days ago
  
  They were beautifully chaotic moments filled with love and the smell of fresh popcorn…on really special occasions we made banana splits too! Farm folk…these were cherished times. Thank you 😊
- Damian DeadLove
  2 weeks, 2 days ago
  
  Beautifully penned, Willow. Another excellent write filled with ripe nostalgia my friend. I definitely remember board games and cards and to the point that there were always amazing snacks. My dad used to make fresh Carmel Corn when we’d have a movie night. It’s the little things in those sweet memories we hold on to most. Amazing read as always. Thanks for sharing. Appreciate you.
  
  Damian
  - Willow
    2 weeks, 2 days ago
    
    I sometimes think farm folk and country folk have the most rich lives in terms of special moments. When everything stops so we can have these evenings, it makes them all the more precious. And my dad was a master at cheating playing Connect Four and loved Uno like nobody I know. We knew when he was about to lay some ornery on us because he’d grin like crazy and giggle. He never could have played poker. 😂 Thank you, my friend
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