All my inner thoughts
written on lined pages
to be read by others
Categories:
journals, writing,
Form: Senryu
Picture frame the moments.
In diaries write them down.
Hold on to such with all you have
for times will come around,
when they will be all that you have
to make it one more day.
And on that day let all else go…
then you will find the way.
Categories:
journals, memorial, memory,
Form: Rhyme
everyday I write
words surge through my head boldly
can't write fast enough
Categories:
journals, words,
Form: Haiku
Poetry Journals
Poetry's a way of writing a journal
Of things joyful, sad or controversial
Poets write of friendship and memoirs shared
Or despair at end of a love affair.
They write of the seasons that come and pass
Of moonlight beams and stellar stars amass
Stories of Christmas and all that it means
Of witches, ghosts and ghouls at Halloween.
Poets tell tales of their husbands or wives
Children and joys they bestow on their lives
Mother's and father's and the in-laws too
Brothers and sisters, all things that they do.
Some write of their youth and of their school days
A time lacking worries, blissful always
Of growing up and finding love that's true
Best poetry comes from what love can do.
When poets come to writing their last page
Afore departure from the worldwide stage
It's hoped their poems become history
When poets have flown to eternity.
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30th April 2023
UP TO 20 LINES Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Sotto Poet
Categories:
journals, memory, poetry, writing,
Form: Rhyme
Dear Diary, woke up this morning
and opened my eyes
Dear Diary, practiced yoga
and got lost this in the thythm
Dear Diary, where do I go
and how do I find my way back?
Dear Diary, is it all a thought
and could it be what get life on track?
Dear Diary, these days you're a journal
and I wanna know why'd you change
Dear Diary, it is time to say goodbye
until we meet again another day
Categories:
journals, journey,
Form: List
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Categories:
journals, on writing and words,
Form: Couplet
Predatory; fiction and fantasy became in essence the reality for most?!
In regards unto the realms of life beyound which in turn birthed
The fowlers net to ensnare amid these illusions and delusions....
Mass hypnosis, within subconscious' collective minds; webs of plights
Self-destruction paving this path atop the page in existence!?
Oblivious; as the black widows about their business spinning
Historicals deja vu wombs....
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....“Terrestrial Journals” *
Categories:
journals, hope, life, love,
Form: I do not know?
Wearisomes travelers; who is blind and I Am not blind?!
Passing through gildeds secular anathemas open markets
With countless sonorous voices calling from their ravens, hoodoo booths
Wishing to sell everyone these worldly visions amid obscures
Perverted material trinkets; placing them in front of narrows sight!?
Glittering these things; as unto a baby within its beloved crib....
Poisons to possess; unaware of the kings orders borne in piques
Hateful beginnings while Rachel continues to weep; innocence deceived ~
Precious infants caught amid a kingdoms wrath, spite and pain; amissful
Their sidebar moments wherein they only have themselves to blame yet
Someone must pay for sombers resipiscence in this, corrosives mistakes....
Vexations troubling beast of conscious; crippled by its mutations?!
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Categories:
journals, hope, life, love,
Form: I do not know?
Obsequies final taste; within this secession from a lamentatives covenant....
I took this pomegranate tree and I crushed it to, make myself a natives chalice of wine
Still, it remained bitter upon my tongue so, I spit it into the turning paean sea!?
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Categories:
journals, hope, life, love,
Form: I do not know?
Sometimes I return unto the old neighborhood
To take a stroll down recollections lane....
Silver mesh thousand foot tall cyclone fences
Capped in razors edge; finding the windows
That they longingly peered through as within
These shackles they bled; amid the blindness
Of their eyes in this beatitudes story
Told, once upon a threshfuls time; polarized
By the Northern Star; where Angels sing....
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Categories:
journals, hope, life, love,
Form: I do not know?
Intriguing this swaying candles flame, trying to convince myself tis but, an aladdins lamp?!
Whispering these words with an amulets charms, dangling about its waist; a world of visions
Kept in this alabasters oblong box; scented aneath rosemary sage and mystic lay with
Incantations butterflies swirling amid the fire of narrations ellipses stage; candles flames
Trying to convince itself tis an aladdins lamp; offering a world in myoptic, bipolar wishes!?
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Categories:
journals, hope, life, love, world,
Form: I do not know?
Walking through this dry parched land feeling as though I were cursed; or blessed?!
Tasting its malignant barren soils and enduring its parallels void empty winds
As a foreigner arriving at a distant city wherein, everything is bartered in an illusions
Being sold at the markets amid this montage and myriad of refractive delusions....
Short upon vision, and in love with invisible yet visible balls and chains; pleasure or pain!?
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Categories:
journals, hope, life, love,
Form: I do not know?
Celestial wisdom; the mother of a precious starving infant, knows no shame!?
Transcending; as the father of an innocent war torn child, knows only pain....
Watching this world from afar these eyes, while it turns atop the bed of sorrows
Burning and yearning yet never learning; as tears keep falling, from broken hearts ~
You frankensteins; you hypocrites; you beast of burdens; you cannibals; you zombies
Lost and running around in circles while poisoning, tormenting and killing one another?!
Gnashing emulations; abominations, fulfilling the prophecies of its own saddened tales....
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Categories:
journals, hope, life, love,
Form: I do not know?
Bowing these eyes sometimes in frameful silence
As tears fill the pools of their sight ~
Often beholding this sorrow amid the darkness
Never escaping the truth of its painful plight
Strewn from sea to sea around the globe
No place and no life, is immune unto its plague
Although some believe that they are and perhaps they are....
Tis it better to be blind, than to be slayed???
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Categories:
journals, hope, life, love, sea,
Form: I do not know?
This will be a real series of excerpts for civil war diaires fron Jan 1, 1864...mixed
with my diary journals from 1967-NOW...
there will be no censoring, so tender minds may wish to avoid.....
The first entry is from Jan 1st, 1864;
A driving rain storm, and this is the first day of a New Year. I am all alone, and
have felt very lonesome all day, and hope today is not a sample of the coming or
future years. I was so hoping Jerrie---would come out tonight, but the last train
came and so perished my hopes of his coming tonight.
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Categories:
journals, adventure, angst, family, history,
Form: Free verse
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