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National Poetry Month Day 20: Rolling Thunder

Here’s today’s stormy poem. Rolling Thunder Between the quiet spaces of the worldThe budding thunder wakes its tempoIts expanding pressure windswept swirled Into the waiting air, a storm unfurledA boom, a crash, a harsh helloBetween the quiet spaces of the world Its voice roaring,...

National Poetry Month Day 19: Blank Stare, Blank Mind

The prompt I had for today was for blank stare. I’m not sure why this poem came out of that, but here it is, enjoy. Blank Stare, Blank Mind Words elicitvacant reaction, bare responseWords elicita foolish mob mentalitybehaviour extremes, densityof thought, never heeding what...

National Poetry Month Day 18: Parasite

Here’s today’s poem. Parasite A looming worm of a presenceReflected reasoning to darkly justifytheir self-centered need to controlTheir words burrowing under your skin Reflected reasoning to darkly justifyinsidious behavior designedto misuse and manipulate Their self-centered need to controlexcavates through your joy,burying you under the...

National Poetry Month Day 17: Abandoned In The Undertow

Going a bit dark and thoughtful today. Abandoned in the Undertow Standing on the shore’s abyssA smile, a nod, a final kissSwept into the ebb and flow,abandoned in the undertow Drifting within a dark damnationBuoyant against grinding causationBelow the light sweet and slow,abandoned in...

National Poetry Month Day 16: Snowbirds

Just a short poem today. Snowbirds Fly away southFar from the icy frostA few moments in the sunBefore coming home

National Poetry Month Day 15: Traditions

Apparently I’m in a controversy mood this month with another thought-provoking poem. Traditions Don’t change our waysWe need our traditionsRespect our forbearersWhile the hanging rope swings from the tree We have the right to bear armsWe have the right to be heardWe must preserve...

Drabble Wednesday: Debbie Has A Collar

Welcome back to Drabble Wednesday and the second to last entry in the Time Sheep story for The Flying Monkey Genetic Laboratories Saga. I’ll be wrapping up this adventure next week (unless I forget again) and then I’ll be returning to Frankie and Joni...

National Poetry Month Day 14: Red Plaid Shirt

Fair Warning, you may not like this poem, or it may hit a nerve, or trigger upsetting feelings. Red Plaid Shirt He thought he was invincibleHe didn’t need to listen to rulesNothing can hurt me, he’d sayWith his goofy grin and red plaid shirt...

National Poetry Month Day 13: Scorch

Back to the opinions today, with a poem called Scorch. Scorch Pillars of lies, upliftingOur wayward society, driftingBurn it all down Entwined oppression of dreamsExploitation and denial extremePillars of lies, uplifting Turn a blind, broken eye to the painBabble the consistent crazed refrainOur wayward...

National Poetry Month Day 12: In The Air

A short poem today, for a bit of Zen. In The Air DriftBeyondDisturbanceHarmoniousCalm