Category: Poetry

Something occurred while I was on this journey.The surprise came to me unexpectedly. I was not ready for the kinds of steps.Some call it a different name with the same meaning.I hope there has been light in front of you.There has been light in front of me. I will not ask for anything more this…

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All you can be is a reduction,to the water in the ocean,body parts churning under the tide,the waves not caring of toes digging into the sand.A deep capacity of recognizing deceit, drifting away from the reactions of passing time,ignoring the result of answers,the door is open to the center.The problem is all over,not standing tall…

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Cold and damp like the room next door, people’s veins thawing out as the ice melts, watch them turn red. Know there aren’t coats thick enough, not in a place like this for warmth, and they will stop searching. For the wandering animals outside, their desperate voices swallowed by gusty winds, the rain beating harder…

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Mama told me not to be afraid.She did not tell me how it would linger. And by it, I mean the betrayal. She never told me how to forgive myself.That night my innocence was taken away.I cried silently the next day, alone.His words found a home in my soul.The meaning was loud and clear.I did…

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Light moves from one side of the room to the other.She will survive another night.Life is cruel when he exits the entryway.She knows where she has been before.Each scar on her body tells a hidden story.There is no need for men to look away from her.People know what she did years ago.They have come to…

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The rain will not stopIt is too powerfulDrops fall every which way except downFat and juicy and squishyLooks out the windowThe eyes do not see the enemyHe could be her friendOr possibly a savior in human formThere is no God hereJesus Christ only exists when something is wrongA slight chill in the summerFound in every…

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And here’s my second set of attempted poems from famous poems. Now, I will move onto something else and not do this again for a long time. Another Time (Luck by Charles Bukowski)another placewe were stupidat telling timesmokinganother timewe were dreamingof better daysstill smokinganother citywe were tiredof waking upnot having cigarettesanother statewe kept silentduring long…

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I decided to experiment and try writing a poem similar to some famous poems I have read many times before. While my take falls far from the mark of the original, it was something to do when I didn’t feel like writing a flash fiction story or rewrite my novel. This more in depth and…

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I will not sit idly by whileyou stomp on my heartbecause you feel it is your right.I’ve told you countless times,it was never your decisionto make that mark on my body.It almost seemed fatefulto drink your cup of poisonuntil I came to my senses.I tell myself on nights when the fluttering won’t diethat you were…

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From where I stand in this late hour,I have travelled to mental places few othershave gone and good thing for this.Their virgin eyes could not accepthow others could be so cruelfrom deep inside the wishing well.There was no water or coinsbut a darkness no one wants to acknowledgewhen on their own and alone.The fears in…

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From that moment, I did not cry. My preservation meant something else. There were moments of clarity. I recognized there was safety. All the colors seen were gold and silver. He envied them all. One color was left behind.

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For if I die today, tell me how much I meant to you. Don’t think of the blood-soaked field around me. Or how many bullets missed my head. Imagine something positive to say instead. Plant a seed and watch it grow. For I am in that dirt as well as the water. The kingdom we…

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