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Tag: poetry
Present the Present
Here I am
Scarred, bruised; a little broken
But my present is the present
Gone are the moments of moments ago
Lost is the pain that gripped me so snug
Right now is a gift that keeps giving
I can’t go back – cannot go forward
Always in the present moment.
https://fivedotoh.com/2018/07/17/fowc-with-fandango-present/
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Disappear
Screams, so decrepit
Disappear into the light
Breathe, never again
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/disappear/
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Premature Love
Oh how I wanted to love you
Long and lonely like a lost sunbeam
You floated by
Like a wish in the sky
I was blatant and early
You were shameful and hollow
There were too many shadows
Not enough heart
So we picked up our scabs
Jogged back to start
Our premature nature
Soaked in a private endeavor
Now we’ve bled apart
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/premature/
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Bitter Cold (Infected) – from Poetry Through Heartbreak
Frigid hearts and frozen tongues
The metamorphosis of time echoes
Like a dark and twisted sunrise
It lingers
Inside the dreams of the broken
I went to the crick today
And stared across the edge
I thought of you
And how I felt
My sigh so despondent
The trees stopped dancing
And then the nothing
it stood and stared back
Right into my core
Like a sketchy sigh
©2018 DAMGarrity
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Dance
Rapid Release
Yesterday was the first day that I let go
Today is the first that no one will know
How did I get from there to here
How did it all just disappear
A rapid release, like a blur in the dark
All around me cold and stark
Where is my crystal mountain?
Where is all that they said I done?
Never was never forever for me
That’s just something I wish you could see
There’s always that tinge of self-respect
Drowned out black by self-regret
Today I’ll remember this stark, cold rhyme
As I walk that final cold, red line
Poem on a Picture
So, I figured out how to put my poems on my paintings… I am digging it! I am sure other people do this, and I have to say, it is wicked cool. So, after some hardcore studying for my finals, I am going to twiddle with this. It is definitely a notable tool in my arsenal of ways to promote my work.
Have a great weekend!
Cur
You stood in the shadows like a dying dog
And wondered why I spit on the floor
Well, don’t you crawl back to me
Sniveling in your filth
I’m better than that now
I’ve gotten out
I smelled the fear on your pristine face
As you laughed and edged my disgrace
Well who’s feeling all that shit now
All that pain you disavowed
Solemn flowers poke in the distance
Despite the sick and twisted resistance
You just keep going through the black
Asking when I’m coming back
Bestowed Upon Me
You stood on the other side
Tucked behind your shadow
I was wicked
For you, for me, for life
Decrepit deceit runs
Long in my blood
Bestowed upon me
As the child of a demon
Bestowed upon me
As a soul of the damned
Where was my light, my splendor, my wonder
You reached out, dared to touch me
We stared and smiled
Silent and begging
Hopeless and wanting
We wanted to pull away
Instead, we burned
Turned to ashes
Together
We started anew
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/bestow/
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Darlene A. McGarrity 