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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
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 itWords written on paper was crafted beautifully
Penmanship to die for
That was it…
The hidden messageTo die for
I can not take what is not mine
Can land really be mine
The oil and coal pillage from m…Read More2 Comments-
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Thank you Curtis;))
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Brandon Houser wrote a new post
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Read MoreThe doctor has the cure But first you must acknowledge You're diseased The clown may have the laughter But first you must acknowledge You're displeased You may grow to find The truths you've known Are not true, only faker And the lovers that you cling to There were never...
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Powerfully penned, Brandon. Excellent write with a very lyrical feel my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Appreciate you Damian!
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Curly Grace posted in the group National Poetry Month
Echoes in Quiet Corners
Madness
in the quiet corners
of my skin,
a current of heat
beneath words,
beneath breath.It winds
around me
like a labyrinth:
walls soft,
shadowed,
doors whisper
echoes.Still,
I do not follow.I gather
myself
from the noise,
from storms
brushing
against my name,
and cradle
the ember
that…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