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Falling on Deaf Ears – #freeverse #poetry

11 Monday Feb 2019

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How do I make you hear
Better still, understand
When my words fall
On deaf ears, am I
But a hum, or drone
You have so easily
Tuned out, turned off
Or is it you who simply
Does not care to listen
Muting the sounds
Too full of yourself
To admit wrong
Ignoring the signs
You need help
Or to notice
I am right
Here

 

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Raw ~ #Nonet #PoetryChallenge #darkpoetry

22 Tuesday Jan 2019

Posted by in Colleen's Weekly Poetry Challenge, dark poetry, Nonet, Poems, Poetry

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Colleen’s challenge for us this week are the words Cold and Storm.  Remember, you can only use synonyms to write your poetry!

Written as a Nonet, my synonyms are Raw and Disturbance.


Such disturbance, I have never felt
Penetrating, my inner thoughts
Festering, this wound, bleeding
Revealing, my self-doubt
Seizing, the moment
Until at last
Defeated
I am
Raw

 

Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge – Cold & Storm

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Once Upon a Never ~ #poetry #dark #Afterwards

05 Saturday Jan 2019

Posted by in Afterwards Word Prompts, dark poetry, Poetry

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Once upon a never, such moments, lived in strife

She’s always chasing rainbows, lost in another life

Dreams become illusions, fantasy fills her days

Leaving her wanting, and restless, in so many ways

Stuck inside, a mindless state, impatiently, she waits

For emptiness to fill the hours that time cannot abate

 

Afterwards January Prompts – Once Upon a Never

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Petals and Parasols – #NovemberWriting #poetry

06 Tuesday Nov 2018

Posted by in free verse, November Writing, Poetry

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She let her memories escape, yesterday’s dreams

Broken pieces of her life, scattered, tattered

Pressed between the pages, sheltered only

By the pale ivory lace, of a faded parasol

This, her only regret, leaving this treasure

Far behind, knowing, it was the last connection

To a life, she no longer cherished, wilted petals

Pressed between pages, the broken pieces of her life

 

November Writing Prompt – Petals and parasols – Day 6/30

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Wayside ~ #poetry #depression

15 Monday Oct 2018

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Binding ties that grip the mind

Reality speaks, but so unkind

Fails to bring the healing vibe

Reminding me, things don’t jibe

Exhausted, as I trip and fall

No balance in this body, small

Wonder what it was I did not do

Always asking why, but never knew

Poisoned, I come down a notch

While others stop, and stare, and watch

As momentum drags me to my knees

Ugh! Dear God, I’m begging, please

Release my being, from this evil ride

That leaves me on the edge, wayside

 

Author’s note:  I am fine.  I wrote this because so many of my friends, as well as myself, are going through so many health issues, all of us, who grew up together.  You have to wonder….

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