January Confusion Poems

Listen, shhh!! Quiet, there it is 
          A songbird of spring, here in January
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Written: January 25, 2024
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Time eludes us as a cryptic puzzle.
This is our opportunity...

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Addiction is not a pretty word
But when it accompanies love
It has a different connotation
I want to add love to addiction
Or augment addiction to love
To make...

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To You I Sing

Here I stand at my pew,
Where so many songs of praise are sung in chorus and out of tune,
Of beautiful words with...

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My ebbing physical prowess and strength

noticeably decreases in one direction.

I take lock, stock and barrel 
to revisit good ole days of yore
quite conscious undeclared state...

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I wonder why bereaved people even bother with mourning clothes when the grief itself provides such an unmistakable wardrobe. Jandy Nelson

What I scribe assists and...

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Weddings most often take place in June because...
a. It's the traditional month 
b. More flowers are in bloom then
c. Mother's coerce their daughters to choose...

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The Earth stills
only the howl of the weeping wind
can be heard on these barren hills.

I am drifting.
floating 

the storm broke
and a myriad of doves
pierced clouds

how pale...

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at times i wonder
if i'm a meaningless fool stranded
in someone’s tiresome charade



AP: Honorable Mention 2023

Posted on January 20, 2023...

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An eager man sought information
on fiddlers and frogs. Consternation
had muddled his head.          
“Can’t help you,” I...

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Self-imprisonment
Is the worst form
Of punishment
Still, it is not out of the norm
To find a tiny bee hummingbird
Ruby Zoom, hidden inside a double-glazed display cabinet
One can...

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Depression kills
Real lives.
Depression steals
Real lives.
Self-punishment
Is not the answer.
Self-fulfillment
Is the profound desire
To love oneself, to be proud,
To hope and to cry out loud
That happiness and success
Are...

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Is mistaken misconception moiling?
firmly a bleak thought is genuine?
Instead, an upswing of pluck? not
conceding trepidation
to grasp your rubber rope
hurling you firmly
from the ending
instant of
perfect
fact

the
leeway
you persuade
you...

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I stand on the steep precipice of The Unknown,
Clouds, yonder, like cotton blossoms, are sown and grown;
Hills, like gray ghosts of the dead, stand drab,...

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Alcohol, Society and Our Youth!
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Alcohol, Society and Our Youth,
Shaded visions of segmented truths,
Complicated by words, that often confuse,
Those who hide behind any excuse!
Excuse, that falls...

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