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    The Pitch

    There is dark And there is pitch It’s funny how dark  can feel comforting And pitch is where the nightmares make a home   I see your silhouette in the dark Envisioning warmth from lips Sounds that roll like sweet butter toffee off the tongue And I...

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    • It’s all in the details. The little nuances that leans elegantly one direction or the other. This one takes me places

    • Powerfully penned, Fia. Another excellent write my friend. It’s the minute details isn’t it? Nicely done as always. Appreciate you, cuz.

      Damian

    • This is a very reflective piece.

      I can sense a lot of careful concentration from the writer.

      I admire the determination throughout the stanzas.

      This is a dark but incredible read. x

  • The Pitch

    There is dark
    And there is pitch
    It’s funny how dark can feel comforting
    And pitch is where the nightmares make a home

    I see your silhouette in the dark
    Envisioning warmth from lips
    Sounds that roll like sweet butter toffee off the tongue
    And I know there is only one thing left to do

    Then there is the pitch
    Alone and n…Read More

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  • expulsion

    my hands fall off the keys
    music still hangin
    in the air above me
    but my body loses it
    bench shiftin underneath me
    legs forgettin where they belong

    and I drop

    knees crackin against the floor
    spine snappin
    as my head falls back
    eyes wide and mouth open
    that last note still ringin
    vibratin thru my bones
    holdin me…Read More

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    The 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 it   Words written on paper was crafted beautifully Penmanship to die for That was it… The hidden message   To    die   ...

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  • 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 it

    Words written on paper was crafted beautifully
    Penmanship to die for
    That was it…
    The hidden message

    To die for

    I can not take what is not mine
    Can land really be mine
    The oil and coal pillage from m…Read More

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    • 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

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