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week 431 ~ for the children

for the children
for the voiceless
now don’t ask when
for the children
shout yes we can
reverse this mess
for the children
for the voiceless

Poetry

Come, take my hand

Come, take my hand, I’ll lead the way
Through darkest night, through grayest day
We’ll face all pain and all your fear
Through barricades, the last frontier… 67 more words

Poem

week 428 ~ there are places I’ll remember

there are places I’ll remember
all my life though some have changed
some forever some for better
there are places I’ll remember
most especially in December… 17 more words

Poetry

week 426 ~ heartbreak blocks

heartbreak blocks
life ahead
aftershocks
heartbreak blocks
hope relocks
doors truth’s dead
heartbreak blocks
life ahead

Poetry

Mistress

My lover leaves her name outside my door
when evening gives us leisure to explore
the sounds between the silences, the stark
divide, the interplay of light and dark, 98 more words

Writing

Rondeau

Jenny Kissed me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in: 176 more words

Poetry

Echoes of Misery

I repeat myself over and over
An endless string of blunder—
Knotted and tied with my affliction
Ending nowhere but in damnation
Echoes bouncing on walls and pillars… 55 more words

Poetry