Category: poems
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Your life here #napowrimo14
Life you’re not here long enough to spend enough days laughing playing eating watermelon and icecream see birds flying blue skies rain clouds emptying their bounty raw enough to feel each moment slip by knowing you do not get out alive and neither does anyone else these moments slips of time we spend with each…
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A Poem for the Hungry #NAPOWRIMO14
Make it simple delicious, tasty something you have in your cupboard mix things together don’t be afraid to try flavor them add more taste it taste some more allow yourself to savor it each flavor each moment each bite you’ll forget you were hungry you’ll forget about everything if the spice is right and the…
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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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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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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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Awake (Wednesday morning poetry)
Awake Awake: Perchance to not dream. What if what appears is An illusion created? Fear molded complicity Fables taught as facts Perceptions as reality All lies. Waking up to dream: As, what is appearance, Creation of false reality, Sparks the light inside Emerging to awaken the flame Of our collective consciousness And set our souls…
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#POETRY 21
<!–[if !mso]>st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } <![endif]–> Twenty-One I just got started: Community college class-load Part-time employed Starving student vegetable rice dinners Cheap tennis-shoes Growing out dyed hair Retro-fied hippy wardrobe Minimum payment on maxed out credit cards Running slippery rain hills Boyfriend at the 4-year university Push start Volkswagon Super-beetle. I went on to waste my time…
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#POETRY "To the Maidens"
To the Maidens;You less than skinny,stockings runned, pock-marked, less than perfect beautiesYou who can not compete with airbrushed liesBut live full out in your speckled skin wonderWorsened by the unknown chemicals in foodSupposed to feed but poisoning us.Those earned feathery eyesSparkling behind oceans of tears,Shed in moments of pain or joyThey do not compareTo the…
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#Poetry so far behind I don’t know where today will land
SixteenWe’ve been here beforeand yet we repeat the same wordshoping they’ll mean something elsebut their truth holds strongerthan those items on the old crazy glue commercials. And all those needs for normalall those holes trying to fillwith cigarette smoke and clairol hair dyeshort skirts and big haironly further pollutes the environment,kills the fish and the…
Jennie Olson Six 