The writer
The writer. — Shethinker
Month: August 2020
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Leave Room — Break Your Chains
Leave room for questions. Don’t have so much conviction That you shun new experience. Leave room for joy. The kind that strikes unexpectedly, Surprising you with your own smile. Leave room for growth. Go back to who you were When you realized how much You had yet to learn. It is still that way.
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Year One of The Pandemic — Jake Allen Sharp
Year one of the pandemic I don’t want to be a synic But I fear the worst is yet to come Work from home on the computer I’m no longer a commuter Cup of coffee and a glass of rum When I walk out the door I put on my mask Can I take this […]
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Seconds — Perditus
Seconds become minutes minutes become hours hours become days days become years 🌑 As I reflect I see what I have been Consider what has been achieved 🌑 All those seconds so few memories Time lost into a void an existence of nothing 🌑 So I vow makes use of the days Days become hours […]
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The Sea is a Conqueror — Writer.Interrupted
The sea is a conqueror; rapacious, insatiable, its tide coming to wash me away; abluvion. Ripples in the waves stretch towards the shore – fingers reaching for my hands – tugging at my edges; blurry and indistinct. Fearful of the immensity: Annihilation or redemption? I take a deep breath; the air a waltz in my lungs, The wind whispers in my ear: “Jump…”
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Empath — Dick Millet
If only you could feelthe overwhelming loveof the mother for her newborn If only you could feelthe disappointment of the childwhen they hear “not right now” If only you could feelthe kiss of the sunon newly emerged spring leaves If only you could feelthe agony of the chainsawas it tears through the bark If only […]
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What’s the Opposite of Loneliness? — Cristian Mihai
“We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and — in spite of True Romance magazines — we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely — at least, not all the time — but essentially, and finally, alone. This is what makes your […]
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A Depressed Nation — Freethinkers
Let me tell you the story of a depressed nation. A nation that loves other nations yet hates itself. A nation that’s stuck in its past. A hopeless helpless vulnerable nation. An insecure nation with superiority complex. A very very depressed nation.
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I Started – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon — parallax
“It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it.” Aristotle I Started I started, but I could not, that I know, a certain resistance I could not transcend, a thought hovered, what cannot be said should be left unsaid, a certain reality I could not quite […]
I Started – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon — parallax
