April Self Poems

Deep down inside, I carry this constant self-loathing,
It's more than just a passing feeling—it's like a heavy burden I can't shake.
Some days, I struggle to...

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S
Stewards
Stand guard
Secure in place
Serving as loyal soldiers
Selfish souls like weeds wither

April 4, 2022

New form called, alphoppet...

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Juice Ex Machina

By Mark D. Stucky
When wine ran out at the wedding in Cana,
why did Mary request and expect Jesus
(who seemed slightly exasperated)
to act as...

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Self help addict needles unsuspecting reader 

Expounded late today April 27th, 2023
since being written
countless years ago
maybe a baker's dozen
as thee doodling cock doth crow 
scouting...

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Each moment of my existence has been,
Hard strife toward keeping my conscience clean;
As a washer-man makes linens spotless,
How I wish my heart to be pure!...

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Self-submission and sure subjugation,
Bowing to the might in adoration;
Crushing the lowly and their cessation,
Had been my subtraction and summation...!

Why did I do so? Where did...

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Sensuality is in the movements, the glances shared,
In the timbre of the voice, a magic that's rare, 
It's in the wrinkles, and scars, with pride,...

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Redeemed by God to own eternal life
Forgiven, my soul is now heaven-bound
To soar for faith venture on higher ground
As new creature freed from hell-chained strife.

Subduing...

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The sound of nature surrounds me, filling the void of silence as I sit at the top of this hill. The sun is shining and...

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Political pressures had not been tyrannizing me,
Nor out of severe social strangulations, I did flee;
The I in me and me in I, decide my death...

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peace, love and light
so delighting
clear sight of Self

04-April-2023...

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You are not a submissive mind. 

Or a dominant mind. 

You have attractions and desires. 

They aren’t you. They aren’t your chains. 

Neither are your...

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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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Creepy tombstones year-round, but don’t bury me under
One. I dwell in the past, and genealogy is my life. I’m 
Unique (in my own mind anyway)...

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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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