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9/16/2019A Poem by Andre PetersonTogether, we are crushed by noises, intense and violent as the roaring rapids that rages below us. It sends out a call from its most bottom most swel.. |
Pine ConeA Poem by Laura KateHow did it make it so far from its tree? As if it travelled to exactly the place it knew it would be found by me. |
The BookcaseA Poem by Laura KateMemories from the night before collect upon my pillow. My heavyhead sinks into darkness and I land at my beloved dusty bookcase, shelves full of vol.. |
SeepingA Poem by Laura KateTimes like this the hate seeps incoming up from deep withinquestioning how'd it all beginand how to escapefrom the tar I'm inWondering how it came to .. |
Losing What Was Never MineA Poem by Ally AnnThere is guilt in mourning something you never had |
Restless MindsA Poem by Laura KateIf only there werea switchto turn off the mindsending us to sleep -a pause,a retreat,the same way we send lightback to the darkness inoneswiftgentle .. |
Trying not to tryA Poem by Laura KateThe waiting was trying.Even the trying not towait had its challenges.Trying not to try was thereally difficult one. Waiting for the time thatyou ought.. |
Note To SelfA Poem by Laura KateWhat happened? Where did the peaceful you go?We worked so hard together and just like thatyou’re back worrying about all the things youused to .. |
GoodbyesA Poem by Laura KateLast night I diedtears streaming from my eyesbefore I even realisedthat I was half way throughwriting my goodbyes.I stoppedto mourn myself;the person .. |
LonelyA Poem by Laura KateI was thinking about loneliness and how tired I was of being it so I wrote down the word to confront it once and for all. I had a good long look a.. |
LessonsA Poem by Laura KateAll the things in lifeyou feel didn't serve youwere doing exactly that -serving youif only to shine a lighton the things in lifewhich don't serve yous.. |
EmergenceA Poem by Laura KateGoodbye to the place I was inspired to go by the man who nurtured and loved me so. Did he know that after his death I'd need isolation in which I c.. |
You are the FanA Poem by Laura KateYou are the fanI wait in your windsto feel your flowrun through my clothes,my feet liftto dance upon your driftstwirling, swayingcolours swirlinghair .. |