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Thank you Damian;))
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The push pull in this is intense. Sometimes there’s a vast ocean between should and do. And as we know, I never learned to make bubbles, so swimming isn’t much of an option. Brilliantly written
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Curly Grace posted in the group National Poetry Month
Steadfast Flame
Do not tire, do not fade
your small light still guides the way.Lift your hands, whisper your hope
let mercy fall where hearts are closed.Breathe, and breathe again
grace softens stone
faith carries flame.Rise each day
extend your hand
your devotion flows
into the unseen, the unheard
everlasting.![]()
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Love the art work!! It’s true I think, that we need to keep on going, to be the hope that keeps the lights on or the candle lit. Often, I think, people do not understand the effect they have on others, how their words or actions give people hope, a reason to keep going on. Our world suffers and it is the flame of hope that offers a way out.…Read More
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Curly Grace wrote a new post
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Curly Grace wrote a new post
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Read MoreHe came in darkness.No face.No name.Only heat.Only breath.I opened.He moved through melike tide.Like fire.Like something eternal.Every touch a question.Every pause an answer.I saw him once.The light revealed desire.I lost him.I followed anyway.Through fire.Through doubt.Through hunger in my bones.When he...
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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
What Isn’t Heard
there’s a vastness…
you can’t even fathom…
a universe you can’t imagine…
within the realm of silencestories untold
realities unexpected
contemplative reflection
pain unspokeneverything locked inside a vacuum
where the wall of it…
can hold someone hostage
a victim of their own thoughtsyou can’t…Read More
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Yes, I can hear that silence. It’s the silence of a mother whose son has been cut down in a gang war or a war in a foreign country. Or the anguish of needing formula for our kids but no money to buy it. It’s the search for decent work, but not enough education to get it. Its the cries of children hiding under desk when the gunman came to school.…Read More
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I didn’t have a choice on writing this. It’s been much on my mind of late. That deafening, heart-rending silence unheard from outside. Thank you for hearing it with me, Curt
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Powerfully penned, Fia. Excellent write as always my friend. You know I always dig your musings. Nicely done. Appreciate you, Cuz.
Damian