Long Trial(a) Poems

After witnessing a murder meant for me after surviving a car bomb igniting my skull crushed my face bruising my brain i received threatening calls from my husbands mistress I'd reported break ins strange behavior...

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The Spirits of Culloden. 
This is like a pilgrimage, a try tae come every year,
Gather at the cairn, meet old friends, wipe away a tear.
Standin on that moor, that once with blood was sodden,
Paying respects...

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It was quite clear now my ex husband his accomplice Ciro gargano arson murderer used car salesman slash video gaming licensed to rent juke boxes cigarettes machines pin ball pool tables after serving seven years...

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I don’t have my learners permit.
I have had to be the adult my whole life.
I have had to tend to their outbursts and tantrums.
I have survived all their rat runs

I’ve always told myself it’s an...

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In the vast expanse of twilight,
where the shadows of trials dance and whisper secrets,
I wander through the labyrinth of existence,
meeting you, adversity, with an open heart,
Like a seeker among ancient stars,
searching for hidden strength in...

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Author Dana Redricks 
August 29, 2023


In the depths of darkness, when hope seems to fade, when the road is long, and weariness pervades, take solace, dear soul, for there’s strength to be found, in the...

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Outside my aperture, the storm is lashing hard,
I preserve my story, while you've held discard.
Mists are drifting in; an extra cyclone is tackling,
I'm contemplating in distress, in serenity feeling.

If you were shrunk to the size...

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Frozen Ground

Everything differs on frozen ground,
Brittle stalagmites obscure green skywards,
Whilst all around damp is the sound,
That crunches the breakfast walk.

Semi-permanence becomes a mirror to our image,
Bifurcated bark life agonises brown skywards,
Its so easy to lose...

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O weavers of life, behold this diamond—
Strong and bright, pure and radiant.
She held the key to life in trembling hands;
Her trial, a furnace of refining flame.
Yet she stood unbroken—
And the fire found her not wanting.

Her...

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In the world of code and creed,  
Heart and mind, a dualistic seed.  
Nights of work, days of strain,  
Drafts, redone, again, and again.

Pixels blend with ancient thought,  
Ideas clash, are...

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The future hides behind a veil of mist,
Like stars submerged beneath a boundless sea,
I reach with trembling hands, yet only twist
In circles, chasing what I cannot see.

The road ahead, a labyrinth of stone,
Each turn a...

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Hey Sleepy Joe, America is broken
    and your bigotry and hate smokin’
from the race fires you are stokin’

Hey Sleepy Joe, America is broken
    and the woke that you have...

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