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NaPoWriMo 12 April 2019 —Poetry TAT
most bridges don’t naturally burnusually they just collapseunder the weight oftheir own situationor some humanpressing The Poetry Teaching Artist Training Project is quite confusing to follow. And I have not found poetry posted since April 2019. Or even how to navigate the sight to find poetry. 😣
I always was weak in his hands —el977
I always was weak in his hands And now I wanna be strong in my own madness I wanna be free like my oversized sweatshirt Like early morning in hills, like a newborn baby from the past wrongs. Read more el977
Dreams —Mira
early morning dreams still alive in my eyes I refuse to wash my face Read more Mira
Cigarette —Daryush Acharya
Hope this cigarette will keep me alive longer than you would… – Alive In Coffin Alive in Coffin. I am a guy breathing in a coffin made up of flesh, bones and blood. Back in my twitter days, I used to write in 140 characters and that passion motivated me to write short poems. IContinue reading “Cigarette —Daryush Acharya”
Duality —Vidur Sahdev
i tell myself not to write, for the words blatantly boast of my lack of self control, but with each verse while this ego dies, i secretly feed a hungry poet, letting him believe that he can own the world. Being ever more hungry for the pure, Vidur breaks open space we long for atContinue reading “Duality —Vidur Sahdev”
Wild Dream – Life Of A Bleeding Crown —Ummi Salma
To feel without feelings To lock up before hearing the word broken To move effortlessly without hearing whispers of insecurity Is a world I could only dream of. If a glimpse of this dream is the closest to reality, Then I’ll take it. Not in full, but like shards of a broken glass, I’ll takeContinue reading “Wild Dream – Life Of A Bleeding Crown —Ummi Salma”
Should Twilight —Linda Lee Lyberg
Should twilight paint your silhouette in shades of amber and rose Recollections of past memories stark in black repose As I plunge, the cold winds murmuring in despair You’ve gone and where– There was once a white lucid thought of you and I Now naught but a broken grey shadow remains Swimming in the dustContinue reading “Should Twilight —Linda Lee Lyberg”
Âme Perdue —JoJo Alwaealy
Loving memory; “Kisses of the sweet.” As I begin with this story to tell, from whispering to the losing thoughts of discrete. While embracing the shadows, I run for you down the street. The beauty and grace, to remember them between the lane, I seek for answers beyond my burning sensation of the bittersweet. TenderContinue reading “Âme Perdue —JoJo Alwaealy”
Dadaist Collage Poems 1 & 2 — Elmediat
In 1920, one of the founding members of Dada, Tristan Tzara, wrote instructions for making a Dada poem, leaving the responsibility of selecting words and communicating ideas up to chance rather than the artist. Here are Tzara’s instructions: TO MAKE A DADAIST POEM Take a newspaper. Take some scissors. Choose from this paper an articleContinue reading “Dadaist Collage Poems 1 & 2 — Elmediat”
