Category: april is national poetry month
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30 Poems not in order #NaPoWriMo14
Here they all are, including ones I’ve already posted. The good, the bad, the ugly. They are NOT in order. However #30 is my very last poem. Enjoy. Poem 1 I got a c in art class once. Balancing my boyfriends bipolar alcoholic infused melt down proved to be too much to practice drawing on…
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Comfort #NaPoWriMo14
comfort creamy dark coffee slow start saturdays warm covered sheets soft stirring sounds peaceful paced walk symphony of life nature’s beauty abounding momentary awareness gratitude.
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#napowrimo And here we go….
“Today’s remains stand upon the virtues of stretching the truth, the idea of truth, that gold throat. We liked you as sunlight, ” from “Sunshine Prosthetic” by Karl Parker Remember when we were just an idea, a fleeting miniscule cell perhaps on the brink of nothingness. There were no boxes to crawl out of, no…
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Poems for the Other Half of April
Ok, this month was WAY harder than last year. So yes, 30, was finally written, although I’ve been writing it in my head and heart for a few weeks. Poems for the other half of April 18.Moonshine Sometimes we all look at the moon And wonder And remind ourselves of all we do not yet…
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National Poetry Month 16 and 17
Inspiration Inspiration loststill putting pen to paperhoping for the words. Long time in the head fracture spin think think think what did oh really not a chance to change mind spin splinter why how no no no and again repeat spin fracture think think ponder reality disconnect disconnected alone what no one likes me repeat…
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5 stupid poems
Writing Fail Writer’s Blockleads to pounding head on keyboardinsane debates between the voices in my headand full fetal position yeah…..let’s keep doin’ that. Turtle What is most unfortunateis that I was not born with a shellto pull my head and body intoto hide from that which threatens me.Instead, I was born with soft skinthin in…
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National Poetry Month – 9 and ten
NineYou had blonde hairbuck teeth with a huge gapbig round thick glasses that welfare would pay forand the development of self-consciousnessthis would not go away for decadesand leave you with self-destructive tendanciesand deep shame of simply being alivecoming from the man who abandoned youbut was never really there to begin withthe one who would fail…
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NPM 7 of 30 8 of 30
To A New Terrain This shifting speechlesstearing new path left behindall I didn’t need. Chicken Bones The reminder ofthere was a living beingyou tore through and ate.
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National Poetry Month 5….maybe 6….
Denial Denial isn’tA river in Eypgt ifyou’re swimming it…. The Zombie Apocalypse Came You and I were not supposed to be friendsIt was through our broken we stitched up bandagesmade of marijuana, alcohol, methamphatamine and anythingelse someone could offer us in exchange for thingsteen-aged girls shouldn’t be selling. After intolerable, I started to get outyou…
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National Poetry Month 4
Morning Meditation Sitting for peaceful purposes,I am flooded by the painof what we do to each otherand what we do to ourselves. I am reminded of the ideathat evil is just the absense of goodand that we have forgottenthat we are the ones we are looking for. If God is a reflection of the eyes…
Jennie Olson Six 
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