Rudderless Poems - Poems about Rudderless

A torrent of thoughts swirls in my mind, I channel them through the tip of my quill and tether them on a sheaf of papers. There’s a plateau in my heart, sizzling hot like bacon on a skillet where a scoop of ice-cream melts like the sweat of my brow shimmering like the mirage in a hostile desert. Like the vast expanse of an arid...

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Your flesh was never warmer to my passion(quote) My passion was more than you could have deal with My love of poetry writing, is my secret weapon I am not gifted, I am black, however I am motivated by words, I have never found them too difficult to string together, But to make sense...

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tossed back and forth, a wilted flower floated, in whirling currents~ our life moves on rudderless, to be cast in unknown shores. Nov.14.2022 ~ Placed Third~ A new Hiku Footle Tanka Poetry Contest Sponsor- Brian Strand...

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So I’m here in the bedroom. Looking for what? Fetching what? How did I get here? Before… rushing to the bedroom Used to be a fervour of arms, pressing flesh, kisses Caresses, tumbling to soft covers, Clothes scattered in swathes Heat and passion were here once No man is seductively waiting for me now, No sighing, whispering, The climb up the stairs...

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the rain pelted down hard, stabbing my skin like glass. soaked wasn’t the word. drenched. drowned, in this cataclysmic whirlwind. brain matter compressed, with rushing winds, my breath - desert parched. if only the lightening would stop my beating heart - the massive clot the broken sob of pain, unending screams of thunder....

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Little drops of tears in my eyes well up As I feel the cold, into my bones seeping up I pull myself closer, trying to roll into a ball And build between me and the world, my little wall Everyone goes by, doing their mundane tasks About my troubles no one cares, nobody asks I lay there trying to make sense...

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