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Read MoreApril 27th beginsdown the stairs,all the way long,each step a small surrender,each landing a brief negotiationbetween gravity and will. It is a descentthat feels older than you,a movement inheritedfrom every fallyou’ve ever survived. But the day does not stay low.It never...
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Thanks my dear. 🌻
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“And by the time it ends,
you realize:
you have traveled
farther inside yourself
than any map
could ever show.”Brilliantly penned, PAR. Another excellent write (day) my friend. This one is definitely all about the miles traveled, journeys tend to do that it seems. Amazing read with precise imagery brother, I could picture the surroundings especially the highway. Nicely done as always. That last stanza was chef’s kiss. I concur with Fia. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thanks, my Brother!
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PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
April 27th – Down, Up, Along, As If Tomorrow Didn’t Exist
April 27th begins
down the stairs,
all the way long,
each step a small surrender,
each landing a brief negotiation
between gravity and will.It is a descent
that feels older than you,
a movement inherited
from every fall
you’ve ever survived.But the day does not stay low…Read More
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Not sure I want to go inside myself that far PAR. I just might go inside so far that I see my self outside looking in. That would be a paradox, and people would say I am insane, more so than usual. So, while I enjoyed reading your poem very muchly, I think I will just sleep this 27th day of poetry away. Wake me up at 12:O1 on the 28th. (It is a…Read More
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Clock is set, my friend.
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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Break Out
do you exist in a cocoon…
locked up…buttoned down…
but never evolving?or do you break out…
spread wings meant for flight
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I wanna fly, Willow. I want to feel the wind on my face, taste the thrill of love, and why the crickets sing or the reason why words form into poetry. I may be old, but I ain’t dead yet. ;0) Cool poem Willow. -Curt
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As long as there’s breath, there’s still hope! Thank you, Curt
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That last stanza
“And by the time it ends,
you realize:
you have traveled
farther inside yourself
than any map
could ever show.”
Par man that is gold