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Free verse poetry

Grounded

  What do I know of power? I cannot fathom its texture or dimensions Is it loud? Does it growl….or shake its fists at passers-by? No, I do not know power But... I do know survival It's staying one step... Continue Reading →

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Just Another Day

I’ve stopped wishing to be some one else. You know, that self-assured someone who’s got their act together and seems knows how to handle everything…. anytime? I embrace my imperfections…knowing that perfection is pure fantasy. I embrace my weaknesses now……because... Continue Reading →

All in the Timing

There's a rumour going around that there's a time for this and a time for that I hope that when I catch up they'd have added a time to smell the coffee or a time to remove rose-tinted glasses or... Continue Reading →

Sounds of Time

Do you hear that sound? it's the silence of conscience  patiently awaiting  a voice And what are those other sounds? the tick-tock of time the thumping of a million heartbeats the thrumming of countless pulses are they a mocking melody... Continue Reading →

Breaking My Silence

Mary Oliver, renowned poet has died at the age of 83. She was well known for her straight-talking poetry, believing that poetry 'mustn't be fancy". This made me think of all the poetry I've read over the years...and yes, there... Continue Reading →

Do You Mean It?

Writing a poem using the word 'hollow'. Now, let's see....... I thought, and thought...and voila! 'Hollow words' came to mind. You see, we use words to paint pictures of the past, present and future. They are our primary form of... Continue Reading →

The March

It's 2019, this is my first post of the year....and this is where we are. The fight for justice continues. Jakelin Maquin died in the custody of the U.S. Custom and Border Protection in December. She was 7. And again,... Continue Reading →

Cool, Calm…A-glow!

American Indians gave names to each of the full moons to keep track of the passing year. The names are associated with the entire month until the next full moon occurs. January happens to be my birth-month, and I've found... Continue Reading →

Peace

Emotions are the most unreliable of the human instinct - I find. They are fleeting; disappearing into the abyss just as quickly as they arrive. I constantly push them aside... just so I can see clearly. This write is more... Continue Reading →

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