Category: questions
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The Past…
Is it old age that has the past rushing in like a raging river? Lost moments remembered. The way my legs felt after taking off my roller skates, they were still there, like a phantom limb, my dad said. The way my backside ached, playing on my bike all day. No trouble leaving the front…
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Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge
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WillSomeoneHelp me pleaseTurn my chair roundLet me see the starsDon’t just put me to bedWhen this dusty day is doneThe dark of night holds great wondersStars fall, planets are born, stars appearI could watch the stars, not the blank ceiling… © Anita Dawes 2021
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Time… #Poetry
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Time I remember when I had wingsBefore Earth became my homeWhen days were youngI had not yet leaned that time is my enemyA parasite, my own personal stalkerStealing moments of my lifeMemories slipping awayTurning my steps slowerEmpty space in mindFilled with strange thoughtsThat do not belong to me.I feel I have twinned with another mindMaybe…