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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Shadow Haunting
don’t look at her
she’s not at her best just now
it isn’t the disheveled hair
or the worn out sweats she’s wearing
but if you study her appearance
you’ll see the struggle in her bearingin the way her eyes slide sideways
a magnetic repulsion effect
slipping away from any chance meeting
guarded…
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It’s such a dichotomy….needing to be seen but wanting to disappear. At times it’s simultaneous. We are such complicated creatures. Thank you, Curt
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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Just a Flesh Wound
just walk it off
how bad can it be?
if they have to ask…
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Read Morejust walk it off how bad can it be? if they have to ask... they really don't get it
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Short but said so much. Just walk it off. Something to keep in mind.
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Thank you, Fia
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Terrific little write.
Having dealt with the darkness of depression myself I can feel your friends soul just aching for peace.
Bloody scary but the only way out of suffering is in….give your friend a hug from me.
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The only way out is in…truth there. Unfortunately my friend needs help finding a light source at this point. Too deep and too dark and there’s no exit found. Or rather, only a final exit. Thank you, Peter
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When my friend explained the things they were unable to get done because of the debilitating depression, the doctor actually asked “Why not? Why don’t you just don’t it?” My friend responded (quite rightly, I thought) with “fuck you.” If they don’t understand they judge. When they judge, it adds to the damage. I don’t know why it’s so hard for people to just be kind to each other. Thank you, my friend
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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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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Carried Away
neglected winds howled their fury
blowing through a door ajar…
startled…
she dropped to cower…
piercing chill burning
skating across thundering veinssudden silence filled empty pockets
scoured sterile by the pain
tomorrow has no meaning
the past has gone awayfrozen fists slowly opened
letting go…
of…Read More - Load More Posts
True enough, sometimes you just want to melt into the woodwork, disappear into the shadows, hide from the world or, perhaps someone particular. Someone who has hurt you. Then too, often it’s the opposite. The need to be seen, to be acknowledged as a human being. Not as an object or in a negative way, but seen for who you truely are, whole,…Read More