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 …
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 …
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.
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 …
National Poetry Month 16 and 17
InspirationInspiration loststill putting pen to paperhoping for the words.Long time in the headfracture 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 spiral fracture think …
NPM 7 of 30 8 of 30
To A New Terrain This shifting speechlesstearing new path left behindall I didn't need.Chicken BonesThe reminder ofthere was a living beingyou tore through and ate.
Awake (Wednesday morning poetry)
AwakeAwake:Perchance to not dream.What if what appears isAn illusion created?Fear molded complicityFables taught as factsPerceptions as realityAll lies.Waking up to dream:As, what is appearance,Creation of false reality,Sparks the light insideEmerging to awaken the flameOf our collective consciousnessAnd set our souls on fire.@2012 Jennie Olson Six
#POETRY 21
<!--[if !mso]>st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } <![endif]--> Twenty-OneI just got started:Community college class-loadPart-time employedStarving student vegetable rice dinnersCheap tennis-shoesGrowing out dyed hairRetro-fied hippy wardrobeMinimum payment on maxed out credit cardsRunning slippery rain hillsBoyfriend at the 4-year universityPush start Volkswagon Super-beetle.I went on to waste my time in various ways,70's disco themed parties,Hippy to office appropriate to yoga cultureMoving …
#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 …
#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 river …
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