A Blank Page

A blank page is possibilities terror or delight both wait for pen to unleash them Behind white space jungles and…

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Red Rock

When I close my eyes I see burial grounds Red rock weathered by centuries into pattterns Ceremonies put things in…

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Ghost

The thin membrane between the worlds is no barrier to you Memories float through me as easily as you float…

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Dates

I’ve learned to write dates History moves around Unless you pin it down with numbers And even then Memory adds…

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Dark Days

The dark days are upon us The crows and I don’t mind. They blend into the monochrome of grays and…

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Free

This is from Janet Hodkinson of Gibsons, BC and came from her work with 1-Minute Poetry. FREE The word does…

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