April Hurt Poems

I tried, I tried
To stop loving you
I cried, I cried
For being too crazy about you.

You never loved me
You take me for granted
You thought I was...

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How can I bare to you my heart and soul--
So many years have passed since we last spoke;
Between us a thick wall of ice has...

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Anger lynches, 
Dear world friends
The principal  mission of Anger 
Is to mob some people who coldshoulder
Its status  of the  best world destroyer. 
Don't you...

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April filled with love
Pretty blue skies with big clouds
Rain will bring a bath
Iris and flowers will grow
Lovely gardens springing up...

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The constant voice
that tells me 
I’m not good enough and
life isn’t worth living 
finally made me realize—
it’s my own voice I’m hearing. 


*I wrote this...

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A cobwebbed threshold 
of her festering wound.
The foul rush of shadow and abandonment
spoiled just beyond recognition. 

Embers of a chaotic ritual 
and venom searing vehemently
through...

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I’m HOWLING inside
clawing the dark walls unseen
alone…feeble…scared
do you sometimes sense my fear?
would you save me if you could?


*I wrote this poem on April 5, 2021,...

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An April fool
twelve months out of the year.
And it’s been a full calendar year
without you in it.

Empty spaces 
take up my planner now.
Devoid of you...

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November, I don't want you
I don't want your phrases
I don't want your time
I don't want your care

December, I don't want you
I might enjoy your praises
I...

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Late April and only
coltsfoot—Tussilago farfara—breaking leaf litter.
Our daffodils, peonies and crocuses
are also making signs.

April is the cruelest month, I forget why.
A sweet slow Spring
no sudden...

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Author Dana Redricks
April 25, 2022

Have you ever wondered why, and all you wanted to do was cry. You wonder what's wrong with me. Do you...

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Time to wipe clean old webs from the mind--
a drawer full of odd thoughts left behind.
Some are of laughter, often was heard;
in bits and pieces...

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The Showers fall gently
giving all plants a drink
it is watering time
pretty flowers in pink
wow back ground of key lime  



The Showers fall gently
are they...

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They pierce the sky,
They hedge us in,
Our steps are halted by them,
They recede us,
They bruise us,
Crowns and thorns,
We wear the former,
We walk on the latter,
There...

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Professed paean pronounced
and adroitly produced
upon spirit of deceased
named Boyce Brandon Harris.

First year anniversary since
cremains distributed across four winds
his soul remains alive within me.

Impressed upon mine...

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