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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Leave a Message at the Tone…
I can hear my phone buzzing
on the dresser across the room
like a fly…dogging my face
it’s distractingas I give myself over
…in every possible sense…
to his ferocious ministrationshis smoky eyes burning holes in my soul
setting my nerve endings ablaze
flickers spreading quickly
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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
Sorry??
What does the word even mean
An apology that is supposed to be given when felt
The word does not erase the feelings
That absolute absurdity of itAs a child you were made to say your sorry
Looking in that same child’s eyes
There is not an ounce of remorse
Confusion
AngerAdolescents are no better
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Fia Naturie wrote a new post
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I remember my grandma used to sit down and talk quietly with us when we did something we shouldn’t have. She’d explain how our actions hurt someone else, how it made them feel and asked how we would feel if it was done to us. She wanted to be sure we understood the repercussions of our actions, no automatic apology was expected. She knew we needed to feel it for it to really matter. I don’t think a lot of people take the time to do that these days. It’s just a reflexive “say you’re sorry” to the child without explanation. Doesn’t mean much that way. And then it perpetuates longevity for the behavior. This is a solid “got away from me ” piece
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Terrific write Fia.
Sorry is only one of the many words that leave our lips without any real truth or understanding.
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good observational write. Well described. It is worth saving and recalling this write, for others too. A mantra to be wary of false words, including apologies.
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NAVINA posted in the group National Poetry Month
THE STORM’S EYES
Tornado you seek
The darkness
I feel weak ..
The skies in complete blackness
Your power I’ll see all week.Clouds move like spilled ink
On a grey canvas
That I left to streak
Brushing with slugs
As an artist, you can’t peek.My art smears as the storm claims
Bold dark colors
Watch how it fades
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Poetspeak wrote a new post
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There’s nothing fun about being ghosted. I’ve learned to move on if I sense any games being played. Detachment is a hard lever to pull, but is often necessary.
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A ‘sorry’ like this is nothing more than the ego trip to make whoever said it feel good about themselves and nothing to do with changing what they have done. To be truly sorry, takes action, means changing attitude, behavior, and not doing whatever they have done again. A good poem for day #5 of poetry month, Fia. -Curt