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New Group Direction
Dear group members, I sincerely value each and every one of you. The past month of getting acquainted with you and sharing a little of ourselves with each other has been wonderful. That said, moving forward, this group will redirect towards another of my passions - poetry. If you're interested in poetry, you're more than welcome to join us here. Even if you don't write, perhaps you'll enjoy reading poems from rising talent. If however, you feel that this group is no longer a place where you'll find value, take good care, and peace be with you on your journey elsewhere. For those of us sticking around, get your quills out. Let's enjoy some poetry!
Screaming Silence
Silence screaming at me. Darkness painted on my soul. Demons dancing on dreams. Hopelessness heavy pushing down on my bones. Mind lost in mediocrity. Glimpses of Grace And Glory find their way. Heart looks up, light consumes me, Grace guides me, repositions me. Purpose penetrates, fuels the fire burning to rebuild me…
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Just I
Out on the desert As the sandy windstorm blows With singular purpose She walks alone She pulls in the very gravity From the center of the earth To her small open hands Searching for her homeland She raises her eyes to the sky And lets her message fly Come and find me Her I am Just I. On a tropical island far away She sways softly to the island rhythms Barefoot on the white sandy beach She throws her head back and with passion she spins around But she has not been found the music is her now She lifts her hands And send her message out again Come and find me Here I am Just I. In a rainforest on a mountain lush and green Somewhere in the forest trees She bends down on knee, gentle and low how much farther will her searching go Helping a small child to his feet Big brown eyes, swollen belly and broken teeth he stands by her side, but is not her own And she bows her head and cries for home as words fail the tears will call send her message out once more To the tribe she is searching for Come and find me Her I am Just I On a local city street in a smoky jazz club she serves drinks All the lonely people come and sit snapping fingers and talk of politics religion art passion and love From the corner," happy Valentine's day" is heard She sees a couple smiling nto the bathroom before they see her crying the open neon sign outside is lying flashes on and off reflected in the mirror and she raise her chin and wipes her eyes and sends out her message in the night Come and find me It is me I am still here Just I. On a cold winters day she walks through the the icy park, a sole figure in the dark, dried leaves crunch under shoes and whip around but the people keep buying the news at cirner stands with dirty hands They don't stop but they stare Bs rhe mive along They don't know her song NNo good soul to sstop and sympathasize She sees a sea of faces but finds no traces If friendship or live that she would recognize At the red light corner she stares at the crossing lines, the emptiness if a million lives she feels and to them she is invisible unreal
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