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#4 The Power of Poetry Anthology

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Nirvana,

Ice grows over your mirrored surface;

yet reflections only grow clearer,

images busied and refracted, hungry.

The view from my window; spent light

in streaming eyes. Sorrow is not gone

in this place. Do not be mistaken.

Babies cry with their first breath; do

you blame them? The days layered

like folded sheets spell a tragedy.

For whom? Not I. My tea is warm,

my door open. Crickets call my name.

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reveals an uncanny ability to blend stark reality with profound beauty. Each line unfolds like a delicate work of art, offering readers glimpses of both the earthly and the transcendent.

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, your poetic finesse in weaving raw emotions with the comforting notes of everyday life is nothing short of inspiring. Your work is a gentle reminder of the nirvana that can be found in life's simple moments.

Please continue to share your remarkable gift, lighting the way in the vast sky of contemporary poetry.

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Z. Louise
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Sep 19

Pleated cotton kisses the cold concrete step,

I'm too young to understand meditation,

I stare at ants,

A bag of books,

Homework can wait,

Sweets stuck to corners in my pockets,

Every corner on the street has an adventure,

Curtains dancing, eyes spying,

I could have gone to town on a half torn bus pass,

But I'd miss the metal key turning,

The sign that waiting is over,

Hours have passed

But I'm used to the waiting.

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Edward Storm
Sep 14Liked by augmented man

post traumatic observation #2

I keep going to the moment when he produced the gun

the the steel pressed the flesh of my temple

his crazy eyes

mouth screaming "I'll drop you"

I have no control in this moment it seems

I'm doomed to live it over and over and over

despite the fact that Nico never pulled the trigger

he is a trigger

gateway into the rush of anxiety

that yields explosiveness far exceeding

any gunpowder and hammer.

by Edward Storm

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