Journal Entry Poems - Poems about Journal Entry

In a nearby village, a man unfurled his manifesto of machinations. Shotgun blasts echoed the summit until he turned, cheeks flashing in the biting cold. A bouquet of flower petals, explosive roses frozen in time, sculpture at the snap of one’s fingers....

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Will I get anywhere in life? How can I find myself a job? Will I ever be noticed for anything good? Why don't I want to do what I love? Why can't I think more clearly? How can I be happy with myself? How do I find purpose? How do I find freedom in a world with so many rules? How can I...

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Satirical Journal Entry #1 Attempting Suicide: Just The Beginning! If I killed myself today would anyone notice? Would anyone be at my funeral? If so, would they come just ot give themselves peace(piece) of mind over all the things they took from me? I guess better late than never! Hmmm.......... A corpse could always use a loan or a shoulder to cry...

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It is this moment, sunset, the hour when silence is most golden, that I pen this poem. Above and all around me the trees are whispering, confiding in the autumn air a secret long lost to humanity. It is something otherworldly, unattainable by mortal means, something still sought after by those very few who dare to...

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On the gilded edge of evening, birds sing a song nearly long forgotten, and I am brought back to the very There and Then that only I have intimately known. There where my heart is happiest, is at home. Then when yester-me watched sunsets and sunrises dazzle glitterly over the town, and believed I owned it...

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As the last sweeping rays of sunlight stream in through the shadowing pines, the sparkles of golden gravel path make the great sky highway up to the wild blue yonder. On through soaring clouds, above the shimmering stars, taken on by rainbow hopes, carried witherly by stardust dreams, setting forth on moonbeams, welcomed by the...

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(April 25, 2018, Repost) Of time Past- I cannot discard you (memory) no matter how far I push you away you come c r e e p i n g like a wild vine deep in the corridors of my mind you grow . . . I wish you would depart but NO- I am viewing you...

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Fireball rise red lazer ray has spear horizontal Sending a shedding of angel wing span blessing Busied birds converse beneath apricot mottle From dawn huddle, welcome warmth suggesting Splendour awaiting, drive Wednesday to Pacific Three beach night stays after so long, a year's wait Travel to shore infinite, lapped sand map terrific Coinciding coastal followed day, I'll turn thirty eight Egg...

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I have been doing a lot of thinking 'cause to the past I am clinging and pondering who exactly I am am I warrior or a lamb . . . one thing quite positive is my inking yet, I must get with the program have...

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I realized how delusional I was when I was still telling people to have a nice day. But that was only the beginning… The news only got worse. My pen bone dry. For weeks I had nothing to write. Refusing to address the corona virus aka covid-19. Not wanting to agitate inner feelings and fears. Not...

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April 25, 2018 Of time Past- I cannot discard you (memory) no matter how far I push you away you come c r e e p i n g like a wild vine deep in the corridors of my mind you grow . . . I wish you would depart but NO- I am viewing you in...

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I went to the cemetery today to visit my beloved dead, followed the tree lined road to the big grey rock; and the weeping maple tree and turned on a small path, that in time led me to my family grave site. It dwells in the middle of the old cemetery in the shade, of many trees and towering faded...

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It snowed last night and outside my window is a winter wonderland. It is -6, sunny and the wind is 24 kilometers, the afternoon temperature will be about -4, that's not bad for Canada. The first thing, I did this morning was to pick my stone of the day, and it is BELIEVE, oh yes, I believe,...

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Slowly drifting, drifting away, and it feel likes I’m drowning. I'm drowning, my eyes are drowning every time they surf into the world of pleasure, Seas and seas of bodies creating electricity yet God hasn’t struck me for such sin, Come closer, Come closer, I freeze as I lose my soul to the enemy, the screen,...

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Dawn comes again with sunny smile, Seek cheery strains where music styles. A gift of time to take a trip, Work beat and rhyme as passion grips. Bright moments here speak sublime truth, Intent streams cheer in wonder's proof. Words that I cite spur fond refrain, Seize then fine writes to anchor plain. The gist of thoughts move feeling bright, See simple plots that...

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