Poetry
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No Punctuation
Dear Love, your voice is the sound of pages I’ve been waiting to read my entire life like run on sentences in a book too perfect to end tell me how do you shackle power to punctuation If I could I would end this poem with a period or place a comma in the places… Continue reading
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Poetry Contest: Emily Dickinson First Book Award, $10,000
Originally posted on Kristen Twardowski: The Poetry Foundation recently announced that it will once again be holding its Emily Dickinson First Book Award. Though the contest is held infrequently, it is a wonderful opportunity for poets. It also has several unusual restrictions. The award seeks to recognize an American poet who is at least 40… Continue reading
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Hope Like Water
I must admit I don’t know much about you The first ocean in which I’ve ever swam You were there in my mother’s womb And every other home in which I’ve ever lived I drink you And you consume me I cook with you From pieces of your soul I feed my children And we bathe in your arms Watching as you carry us Water Invisible Yet nurturing I know not what you are Not exactly I think you’re spiritual Because you left your DNA in my skin Your truth dripping as it clung onto my bones Like breath of life escaping my lips A misty cloud A forehead kiss Or a mother’s smile And the world is yours to conquer When she winks her eye And you know you got this You’re there to fulfill all our needs A spiritual fluid That man has not fully understood Like heaven right here on Earth Miracles In the desert If I could bottle hope I imagine it’ll look something like you If I could taste on my lips expectation I imagine paradise would taste Something like you If truth could be wrapped up in one word If hope could manifest itself… Continue reading
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These Good People
I will tell you of these good people A scroll of courtesy on their tongues Neatly wrapped in rainbows And angel’s wings The finest hello And thank you And good morning, please We are telecommunicators In front of computer screens With scripts And sayings And clichés That ring sunshine Like a glass of sweet summer… Continue reading
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Why I Write Truth
Because the world is a violent one and screaming death a song so routine is its lyrics crooked notes twisted and then dropped like lifeless bodies a glass vase shattering crackling like fire on the mountain and no one seems to be on the run I write truth because its better to spill ink than blood… Continue reading
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Wait for Me
Would you let me ribbon tie my waiting into your lap? Take me dripping in mistakes like I got flaws for fragrance Can you wait for me to get it right? This belly filled to the brim with passion like I got fire clenched in my fists and a furnace in my throat As if… Continue reading
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Dear Poetry
I wish I can take your words and carve them into the sky as if you alone was the cement at the fingertips of the Almighty wish I can breathe life into your nostrils like I held onto the strings stapled to the backs of the wind Dear poetry, I wish I can copyright your… Continue reading
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