Tag: poetry
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The clearing of a smoke screen
I dedicate this poem to all of the people who voted in my poll yesterday. Not a single person voted for me to write more poetry. 😉 It started as a faint whistle. Scarcely audible… To the point that she wasn’t sure she had heard it at all. *** And life went on. Jobs to…
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The shift.
It hit her so hard That she moved Maybe tilted 2 inches to the side Which might seem trivial If we were talking about a 2 inch step Or a painting that should have been 2 inches higher. But when you are building a fortress, 2 inches off … disaster… Worse though, when the fortress…
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A non-pitch is better
You approached me at a coffee shop, my second home. You had noticed my old green alumni sweatshirt that I wear when I don’t want to decide what to wear. We both graduated from Ohio University; 2 years apart. Connection. You smiled. You asked me genuine questions. And it felt good to be friendly. Pause…

