Poems About the Power Of Words Seeking Friendly Advice
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Why I Write
My poems are disturbing
And quite difficult to read
They bare my mind, my soul
Where my demons are released
I speak out as a victim
As a voice of tragedy
I empathize with others
Let me tell you what I mean
I sit down with my phone
I open up my notes and stare
I start to type, begin to write
My mind then takes me there
It takes me to a depth
The destination is now darkness
Then evil thoughts begin to drop
I pull them like a harness
Sometimes the story is made up
Sometimes they’re about...
And quite difficult to read
They bare my mind, my soul
Where my demons are released
I speak out as a victim
As a voice of tragedy
I empathize with others
Let me tell you what I mean
I sit down with my phone
I open up my notes and stare
I start to type, begin to write
My mind then takes me there
It takes me to a depth
The destination is now darkness
Then evil thoughts begin to drop
I pull them like a harness
Sometimes the story is made up
Sometimes they’re about...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
#passion
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The Cow Cat (three letter words)
But how can you?
Pen the ode
Yes how?
Not now
The red cow
Moo, and moo
One! not two
Oaf!
Now set
One cow
New mew met
The sun
Was hot
And not
The cat
But out the cat ran
For sun tan
Fur now hot
Icy not
And cow moo
And cat mew
The cow cat
Two sat
Now one
Odd pet
Say you too
Moo mew
Not new
But now old
For one eon
by Jemia
Pen the ode
Yes how?
Not now
The red cow
Moo, and moo
One! not two
Oaf!
Now set
One cow
New mew met
The sun
Was hot
And not
The cat
But out the cat ran
For sun tan
Fur now hot
Icy not
And cow moo
And cat mew
The cow cat
Two sat
Now one
Odd pet
Say you too
Moo mew
Not new
But now old
For one eon
by Jemia
#parody
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords
#surreal
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words whisper
- but dimensions divide,
distracting with distance
. . until words whisper
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* and that's enough,*
to feel you
distracting with distance
. . until words whisper
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* and that's enough,*
to feel you
#romantic
#PowerOfWords
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the parrot
The Parrot
The bird in the cage has featherless wings folded
to the naked body like squeaking scissors
I'm 89 today let, me out of this bloody cage!
Its owner is hard of hearing, is the widow of a war
veteran, I think the First World War
She tells everyone she meets, 8 million horses and
12 million donkeys were killed on the battlefield and no one
took notice
Humanity only thought of their suffering and were
impervious to animals' feelings, more, a wounded animal was eyed as a potential meal by hungry soldiers
Dragged from a green...
The bird in the cage has featherless wings folded
to the naked body like squeaking scissors
I'm 89 today let, me out of this bloody cage!
Its owner is hard of hearing, is the widow of a war
veteran, I think the First World War
She tells everyone she meets, 8 million horses and
12 million donkeys were killed on the battlefield and no one
took notice
Humanity only thought of their suffering and were
impervious to animals' feelings, more, a wounded animal was eyed as a potential meal by hungry soldiers
Dragged from a green...
#PowerOfWords
#passion
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The Perfect Poem
Ah, the perfect poem.
Does it occur when you are sufficiently stoned?
Or when the agony begins to bloat?
Or when in cherry blood, joy floats?
Lies eloquently disguise truths.
Truth promenades as lies.
Poetic words speak to the roots that keep us alive.
Should it provoke intricate questions of the soul?
As landmines of resonance fill our holes.
Does it occur when you are sufficiently stoned?
Or when the agony begins to bloat?
Or when in cherry blood, joy floats?
Lies eloquently disguise truths.
Truth promenades as lies.
Poetic words speak to the roots that keep us alive.
Should it provoke intricate questions of the soul?
As landmines of resonance fill our holes.
#WritersBlock
#PowerOfWords
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Wow
The weight of my pulse is heavily palpable
but even more so, the terror that I continue to breathe in the same air as a lunatic while plotting his murder with every single breath I take …
What’s more striking still— is, I’m so pathetic,
I will never make him leave, he has to be the one to go—Either by choice or death
I hate myself…
but even more so, the terror that I continue to breathe in the same air as a lunatic while plotting his murder with every single breath I take …
What’s more striking still— is, I’m so pathetic,
I will never make him leave, he has to be the one to go—Either by choice or death
I hate myself…
#PowerOfWords
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Update: The Witch Patch
The completed witch patch is under extreme edit to get ready to publish, it may not seem like it but i am working hard to continue the editing process on my own.
Hello to my readers ☺️
So after re-reading The Witch Patch now that it’s done. I have decided to change a few names in the story and add a few unknown details about each character. Then I will delete whats posted and repost each page in order by two’s each day, once the editing process is complete.
Hello to my readers ☺️
So after re-reading The Witch Patch now that it’s done. I have decided to change a few names in the story and add a few unknown details about each character. Then I will delete whats posted and repost each page in order by two’s each day, once the editing process is complete.
#PowerOfWords
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Presto
see the tables floating
no strings attached...
like a mannequin..presto
vanishing before your eyes
spectral locomotive rushing
through my vocal mind...
silver-blue...frozen in silence
standing outside in the cold
presto...I radiate more heat
than light.
I'm not one who believes in magic
sometimes I have second sight.
heard the thunder behind her eyes
with a wave of my magic wand
we'll disappear...
yes I've seen the candles floating ...
no strings attached...
like a mannequin..presto
vanishing before your eyes
spectral locomotive rushing
through my vocal mind...
silver-blue...frozen in silence
standing outside in the cold
presto...I radiate more heat
than light.
I'm not one who believes in magic
sometimes I have second sight.
heard the thunder behind her eyes
with a wave of my magic wand
we'll disappear...
yes I've seen the candles floating ...
#dark
#ghosts
#PowerOfWords #mythology
#PowerOfWords #mythology
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The Witch Patch Page 51
26 Years Later
It’s been 26 years since the murders of my younger brother and sister and the attempted murder on our baby sister Chastity . The year is now 2048, and sadly the plan to seek revenge continues to drag on unfulfilled.
I’ve often wondered if Kujo purposely cast a spell on Chastity,...
It’s been 26 years since the murders of my younger brother and sister and the attempted murder on our baby sister Chastity . The year is now 2048, and sadly the plan to seek revenge continues to drag on unfulfilled.
I’ve often wondered if Kujo purposely cast a spell on Chastity,...
#PowerOfWords
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The Witch Patch page 50
The beginning of the end
Hero was the first to greet us but quickly pounced his way through the crowd of Breakstones and other clans members landing by Cats side, then reached up and began licking her face. It was immediately obvious that Sally had escaped from her bondage. There was a mess near the broom closet and near the liquor cabinet. Plus the kitchen door was left wide-open. By now the house was buzzing with relatives on both sides of the McGovern and Breakstone bloodline, not to mention the other Clans members...
Hero was the first to greet us but quickly pounced his way through the crowd of Breakstones and other clans members landing by Cats side, then reached up and began licking her face. It was immediately obvious that Sally had escaped from her bondage. There was a mess near the broom closet and near the liquor cabinet. Plus the kitchen door was left wide-open. By now the house was buzzing with relatives on both sides of the McGovern and Breakstone bloodline, not to mention the other Clans members...
#PowerOfWords
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The Witch Patch page 49
Life after death
Grandmother Pippa & Tessa sat on the ground with chastity’s limp body each holding one of Chastity’s hands. Everyone else was frozen in place waiting for Chastity to wake up. After what seemed like forever but was only a few seconds Chastity’s chest began to pump up and down. Without hesitation the grands cast a homebound spell and just like that the Breakstone family was off the mountain and out of Worcester county and back inside Broomhilda’s. Before we left the mountain I quickly scooped up as...
Grandmother Pippa & Tessa sat on the ground with chastity’s limp body each holding one of Chastity’s hands. Everyone else was frozen in place waiting for Chastity to wake up. After what seemed like forever but was only a few seconds Chastity’s chest began to pump up and down. Without hesitation the grands cast a homebound spell and just like that the Breakstone family was off the mountain and out of Worcester county and back inside Broomhilda’s. Before we left the mountain I quickly scooped up as...
#PowerOfWords
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