Woman Fate Poems

Author Dana Redricks 
April 10, 2024

When I break, I break, there's only so much a woman can take. When I walk out the door you...

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As strangleweeds ghost life manifestly,
caused by an Atropa belladonna
exposé mind-bending, marijuana
bears parallel outcomes, yet, it's deathly,
Greek myth Atropos cuts the thread of life
belladonna, a woman...

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One spring, within its patient cross
To summer's gain from winter's loss,
With flowers varied colors hue
A girl befriended someone new
in her life.

Someone quite special she had...

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I wait—

here I wait
for white magic reverie
to embrace me   free me

here I wait—
an hourglass full
of leopard-print thoughts 
sugar-granular-musings spill
the beginning to the end...

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*On the subject of Visual Exposure versus Narrative Coherence: "The difference between suspense and surprise is to give the audience some lead then leave the...

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Sam Adams was hiking in Tilden Park
In the Berkeley Hills,
When he came upon a hidden lake.

And encountered three beautiful fairies
bathing in the lake,
They smiled at...

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Every now and then out of nowhere you come across
you discover…you find…a story that makes you believe again…
that there is hope for humankind:

A woman…addicted to...

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Working in a bookstore it’s easy to identify….
which books will bring a smile to the face…which ones bring a teardrop to the eye

But every now...

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??Zechariah? ?2:4?-?5? ?NIV??
[4] and said to him: “Run, tell that young man, ‘Jerusalem will be a city without walls because of the great number of...

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Why do I have to write 
this poem? 
I had to find the words, 
and then put them 
in the correct order.
It’s not just another...

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In shadows' embrace, my heart does weep,
A melody of sorrow, so dark and deep.
The sun once bright, now hides its face,
As clouds of despair take...

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The Untruth Of A Lone And Erroneous Prophecy


What has a prophetic death done to this poor soul
the merest thought of sleeping under freshen sod
stir the...

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A few days it’s been 
since I rode the Orange tube 
out from Enoch, nothing new. 
Amusing myself with literature,
the glue that contends 
our oneness.

As...

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dearest univese...my creator..
i am in need of your help and support..
as you have given me strength and support..
everyday in my life no matter what i...

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ask me about my day as a sweeper today..
its hilarious to even tell this to all today..
the supervisor the power abusing man.
have fallen in love...

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