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NAVINA posted in the group National Poetry Month
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 weatherI try to smile a bit
And when I do
I see the r…Read More2 Comments -
Fia Naturie wrote a new post
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Yes.. this is the message I needed today. Thank you, Fia. I will remember during other times of pressure as well.
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Oh girl, you stirred up some inspiration with this one! When the joy in the doing gives out, put down the pen until it comes again. This is the kind of message needed these days.
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And with each new day, creative opportunity is always promised…for the taking if so inclined. If we were machines, the concepts of emotion and feeling would be obsolete. Without those, there is no expression.
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hello veautiful Fia I used to get choked up because I though everything I wrote had to be great then later I realized I wasn’t blocked I was in my own way… this is very encouraging ❤️
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Powerfully penned, Fia. Into the book it belongs! Outstanding write my friend. Every writer can relate to this one, we’ve all been there, it’s part of the journey I believe. Nicely done. Appreciate you, Cuz.
Damian
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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
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 thingsReturn…Read More
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I love it. Yea it’s true we just human and have imperfections that is normal. We aren’t like ai that thinks smart and won’t forget but we just require time. That time that many don’t wanna wait. Good write Fia ❤️
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Damian DeadLove wrote a new post
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I sometimes wonder if you realize in the writing how prophetic and on point your observations are. We had more than an inkling at the time of inking, but who could have predicted how awful it would get? And they’re not done yet. This is a beast of a powerhouse, my friend
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Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’ve been accused a couple of times in this life of being prophetic in my observations. J.J. Burton was the first to tell me that, even Joey G. has said it a time or two. I just go where my muse leads me, and jot down the thoughts that come to me. I think this one is more fuel for the bonfire my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Interesting in how such a write could be penned in the 1960s, til now. It’s a never ending cycle of promises and BS, with military interventions along the way. We the people just try to eek out a decent life, as unscathed as possible.
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Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mark. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It could have been penned in the 60’s and every era in-between I agree. It’s a rabbit hole that never ends, a collection of puzzle pieces I try to put together, I’ve been chasing for answers my whole life. Sadly it often leads to more questions, because the actual puzzle is ginormous with lots of moving parts. It’s all part of my journey it would seem. My wife and kids are my happiness it only took a little over 20 years to figure that one out. lol. Better late than never I guess. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Some things just have to be said out loud and wrapped in poetry .. it’s too hard to write them in stone .. Nice one Damian
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Hey amigo. Everything is so unstable and messed up. I’m just trying to get through my day feeling like a decent person. It’s all too much. And I feel it in this write. Well done
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This reminds me of the book 1984. They’re changing history through numerous means and we’re all suffering under it. Good one, Damian.
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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.
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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-
Thanks Navina, I am glad you found this poem enjoyable. It means a lot and I appreciate your comment
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It does feel that way when I am sad. It’s like it wants to cry for me. Lovely