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Demon
The night hugs you Prickly and tight… #Hauntings #Poet #Fear
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FREEDOM #poetry by jay
I go inside where the rain pellets the skin…
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It’s Inconsequential
The moon A bone A gash A dry riverbed…
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She Knows Nothing of This
I don’t think she knows this peace It comes with the sitting. The solace, the silence speaks Days of droning about, no end to celebrate…
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Sir Robin
I get lost in the quantum I retract to the bottom Dissuaded not from filth I wait in precipitous fashion…
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Never Cease to Speak
Why is it that it’s taboo to speak truth when truth Is ugly and vile? Especially when…
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Just the Meat and Cheese Please
On some days You just ramble And you think Is this crap good? Or, is it just crap? But then again…
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Adrian
It is not possible To capture The fleeting, the subtle To capture the racing…
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Symphony of the Dark
Luminous gray blue Sending me messages Screaming distance Clicking…
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When Pasternak had to decline the Nobel Prize — words and music and stories
On 23 October 1958 Boris Pasternak (1890 – 1960) was announced as the winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature “for his important achievement both in contemporary lyrical poetry and in the field of the great Russian …
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Pain
Everywhere There are souls…
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This is My Day
You’re so blue you say Bummer- no fun to be around But hey- this is my day You just get in my way…
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Samuel
You saved my life Showed up when I was in serious Strife…
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Mannequin
i’ve been gripped by the love of this mannequin…
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White Lily Love
the cadence of your white lily love is pure decadence the song of the wind that surrounds your skin is pure bliss petals hang effortlessly from your lilac locks scent ‘oh scent of breathless glory, the morning! ©Jay Mora-Shihadeh Photo by Ava Sol on Unsplash #Poetry #micropoem #Flowers #Love
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PTSD
I play with words Like you play With dope…
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Loser’s Don’t Win
Life’s breath leaves Almost completely Their bodies…
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Heaven and Hell
Come tomorrow I may reach over The other side…
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I Use To Have These Friends
I use to have this friend He documented his dreams Spoke…
