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NaPoWriMo… Day 12… Open wound
you shook me from birth I’m still wounded with no rescue in sight and still I followed you blindly through the years I wandered looking for that prize every fatherless daughter searches for and...
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NaPoWriMo… Day 13… Just before Summer
Crossing my threshold on my way to nowhere down the hill I go as cars cruise by their varying faces in chrome and glass eyes looking everywhere and ignoring me the trees are now starting to bloom...
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NaPoWriMo… Day 14… Hero
bred to wear red white and blue because I’m stronger than you but you don’t know me they won’t allow you to stranger in the sky I fly to bring you peace you love my shadow Superman is me maybe Filed...
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NaPoWriMo… Day 16… Courage, a Translation
CORAGGIO by: Antonella Anedda La cucina è un promontorio. Le pentole sono scogli divorati da un vento-lupo che soffia e corre in cerchio nell’isola. La ringhiera della finestra è una raffica...
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NaPoWriMo… Day 17… Sunny Day
sit by me and warm my soul welcome sunshine it never gets old to say hello to you Filed under: poetry Tagged: blessed, blessings, growth, honesty, love, NaPoWriMo, National Poetry Writing Month,...
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NaPoWriMo… Day 18… Uninterrupted
Uninterrupted the words flowed once upon a time easily expressed never diluted by empty thoughts or senseless acts no love or passion led my hand dreams or desire, just life as I lived at peace...
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NaPoWriMo… Day 19… Lies Unfurl
Why do I feel confined when I am free your lies have encircled me crowded me like flies on a corpse I am learning your ways wishes without resolve because your honesty is flawed your thoughts only...
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NaPoWriMo… Day 21… Lines for the fortune cookies.. revisited
Don’t bring a gun to a knife fight. Only have a child you plan to raise. A man is waiting for you but you’ll have to find him. Some trips are best taken alone. You may never many, and that’s ok. You...
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NaPoWriMo… Day 22… Earth Day Poem
The grass strains to rise through as the leaves unfurl making disco ball shadows on the gray concrete soft breezes blow as the waves ebb and flow like the memory of a long gone love Filed under:...
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Summer Dreams
I walk Slowly through the trees I see The pink petals drop at my feet Crisscrossing with the leaves I smell The warm spring air A hint of summer at its wing I taste The salt sweet wind Embraced in...
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Writers Anthem
I am a writer it’s not what I pretend to be not for show or notoriety I show up to the page honest and regularly open thoughts, no fear and free despite what anyone is apt to see because I don’t do...
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