21:30 I am the party of childhood. Simple emotions not yet layered with experience. Laughter, happy, angry if refused, but soon forgotten as the music starts and presents are presented. I am the party of a teenager. Nervous for acceptance, desperate to go well. Biting words slice the air and pressured acts will be myContinue reading “Poem 21:30”
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Poem 21:29
21:29 To whoever sees and chooses to look, understand the eyes you nestle in your head before you lose all vision and sink into the abyss of darkness. Of ignorance.
Poem 21: 28
21:28 Expectation of ink, splatters and curves forming sense. Change a life, change all life, with stains and mistakes all will see and believe. Perhaps mistakes are all that is left.
Poem 21:27 Happy National Poetry Day!
A quick poem written with this year’s theme for National Poetry Day: Change. 21: 27 Observe the rolls evident, even when lying down. Blame age and depression for your changing form. Buy expensive equipment, retrieve your bike from the garage, years of mould judging you. Stare and stare, and ask for change, but no matterContinue reading “Poem 21:27 Happy National Poetry Day!”
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20:131 A lake of ice separating everything, anything. Chip at the thick, frozen water to form cracks, signs, evidence you are trying. Trapped beneath, unable to breathe, chip, bang, struggle to the surface… Or, is it, in fact, you’re already above, and chipping to get below? Pause, hesitate, unable to decide. Identify where you are,Continue reading “Poem idea”
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20:127 Releasing the kindness encased within, touching skin like a snowflake and melting into hope. 20:129 Clinging to some jumbled phrases, shaping them into meaning. Is this helping? Or highlighting something that should have stayed buried, and stomped beneath the dirt. 20:130 Pressure, you can’t fail or you’ll be weeded out, forgotten, gone.
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20:126 The world is ending, and people still won’t help themselves. They are too set in their ways. They will complain, resist, until they choke and sink forever. 20:127 Releasing the kindness encased within, touching skin like a snowflake and melting into hope.
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20:125 Would you go back and change it, if you could, that moment you recall with embarrassment? Would it change how you feel? Would it change the core of you? Who would you be? Are you even you anymore, without the mistakes and lessons that shaped you. No, I wouldn’t change it.
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20:123 Nature creates its smoke signals, desperate for a responding call. 20:124 Murdered flesh cooked to create my amusement on a fork, a thoughtless smile gazing at your corpse.
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20:122 Boots in bed, armoured feet ready to defend their territory, their sanity. Kick out at anything, everything. Friendly or an enemy? Who knows, who cares, they’ve never come close enough to know.
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