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PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
April 26th – Water, Dust, and the Space Between Us
April 26th returns
like a remote memory,
one of those pale, trembling ones
that no longer knows
if it belongs to you
or to the air around you.It brings back
what it was
between the two of us,
not the words,
not the gestures,
not even the moments,
but the texture of it,
the faint…Read More -
Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Reality of Now
we could spend our time talking
catching up on our day to day
going over little details
cover the minutiaebut that seems like such a waste
we have…right here
right now
no more than that
and who knows when you’ll be backso let’s drop the illusion
that there’s any more time…
than…thislife offers no gu…Read More
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Well Damn Par. That is deep and I like how you broke it down and brought it home with her character. Loved this
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Brilliantly penned, PAR. So much depth and character in this excellent write my friend. Another journey is complete until tomorrow. Amazing read as always brother. Appreciate you.
Damian
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PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
The Day of Unbearable Truths
25th wakes up
with the taste of lies
still warm on its tongue.Not grand lies,
not operatic betrayals,
but the small,
intimate ones,
the ones spoken softly,
the ones wrapped in promises,
the ones that sound like hope
until they don’t.This is the day
when the month feels
an unbearable pain,
a b…Read More - Load More Posts
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We used to say “seize the day, seize the hour,” and after reading your poem Willow, I might add, “the time is now, seize the power”. The power of camaraderie and not allowing anything to stand in the way. I think Anise Nin would be happy with your poem, Willow. It is alive with the passion of sharing experiences of the now. Beautifully written, Willow.