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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
Honor, Respect, Loyalty
Honor was not just a word
It was inner compass
Felt deep within
Respect is earned
Not demanded like a spoiled brat
Given willing
Loyalty is fleeting
What once was sort out
Is now blown away like a puff of smoke
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Read MoreHonor was not just a word It was inner compass Felt deep within Respect is earned Not demanded like a spoiled brat Given willing Loyalty is fleeting What once was sort out Is now blown away like a puff of smoke
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I don’t remember ever watching old karate movies. But I feel the message in this
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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Rolling Into the Back 40
halfway to the party
and inspiration is faltering
slapping words into phrases
hoping they make any sense
breaking it into sections
so I don’t lose momentum
but my energy got up and went
and I’m left scrambling and outta breath
it’s one helluva workout…
for a pen with rusty muscles
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PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
April 15th – The Hour of Blocks, Locks, and the Moon That Refuses
April 15th strikes
not like a day
but like an hour:
15th o’clock,
a time that does not exist
and yet insists on happening.It arrives as a block,
a solid interruption
in the flow of April,
a square of time
that refuses to melt
into the rest of the month.Then c…Read More
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Read MoreI dove into the ice cold pool Sunk to the bottom A memory immediately surfaced I was supposed to make bubbles Being pulled and breaking surface I looked into fearful eyes “I forgot the bubbles”
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oh wow lovely Fia what a memory…I learned by myself when I around two I was in doughboy and I was holding the rail but the adults in the other end were drunk and making waves so I let go and swam underwater I don’t know how…you’re right the water can be scary… sorry I shared but this write brought back that memory…❤️
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Oh my goodness, it is crazy what we remember. Thank you Crimisin
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Cleverly penned, Fia. Excellent write my friend. I still can’t swim to this day, I only seem to sink.. Nicely done. Appreciate you, Cuz.
Damian
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Haha I am not great at it but I will survive. Thank you Damian;))
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Wow! I was never taught to make bubbles. But I was like a fish underwater and held my breath for long periods of time. Payback is a bitch though and asthma shut that down. Maybe because I never made bubbles…
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You had me cracking up willow. Payback’s a bitch.;)) Thank you
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Powerfully penned, Fia. An excellent musing my friend. Nothing wrong with watching old karate movies. Nicely done as always. Appreciate you, Cuz.
Damian