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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
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 itWords written on paper was crafted beautifully
Penmanship to die for
That was it…
The hidden messageTo die for
I can not take what is not mine
Can land really be mine
The oil and coal pillage from m…Read More2 Comments-
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Thank you Curtis;))
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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
he knows the sound of my breath
as it catches
hovering over his words
like a hummingbird
imbibing
on the intoxicating nectar
of his expression4 Comments-
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It is special when someone Knows and Sees you.
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Truly 😊
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Beautiful: short, simple, and beautiful. HJx
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Thank you 😊
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Willow wrote a new post
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Read Morehe knows the sound of my breath as it catches hovering over his words like a hummingbird imbibing on the intoxicating nectar of his expression
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This tells the reader what you mean but with finesse. Love it
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Thank you 😊 It was stupid o’clock in the morning so it’s short, but it says what’s important to me
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For some reason I was compelled to read this from beginning to end, and then reverse from the end to the beginning. The choice of words in this hook the reader so well. Short yes, but sweet. And done with skill and vivid imagery.
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Thank you so much 😊
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Beautifully penned, Willow. Into the book it belongs! This a magnificent little write here my friend. I mean I really dig the wordplay and imagery. Next level good. Appreciate you.
Damian
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This one had a lot to say with just a few words. I just went with what I felt. Thank you, my friend 😊
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Read MoreNo 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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This is cool. I like the announcing of April 2nd in this way.
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Thank you, my dear!
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April Fools is practically every day for me. There’s no April 2nds in my life. Awesome piece my friend!!
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The third is here, lets keep on joking…
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Something about the way April Fools attracts those with sharpened words and mean thoughts out into the open for a day has always felt wrong to me. I love how you take back the arena with April 2nd, pushing those with ill intentions and bad behavior back into the shadows.
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Shadows are full of light around their bodies.
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Brilliantly penned, PAR. Excellent write that’s an amazing sequel to “April 1st” my friend. Both writes stand on their own respectively but reading them back to back is chef’s kiss brother. The contrast between the two writes is next level good. I’m a fan of both but dare I say I the sequel might be a smidgen better. Always enjoy reading your work. Appreciate you.
Damian
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I am singing in the brain, just singing in the brain…
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PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
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 - Load More Posts
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