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Border Moon
See the children cry torn from their mother's breast
They should have known they were just like all the rest
That Orange moon has left us within deception at its culmination
This could have been that place of hope, a peaceful destination
A loving destination
A hopeful culmination
A loving destination
A hopeful culmination
We all came from somewhere oppressed and distressed
And we all will end up in the swirling wind a bit possessed
That Orange moon has left us deception at its culmination
This could have been that place of hope, a peaceful destination
A loving destination
A hopeful culmination
A loving destination
A hopeful culmination
Now, the man say's he cares about our collective security
It has nothing to do with some kind need for racial purity
That Orange moon has left us within deception at it's culmination
This should have been that place of hope not the hate filled destination
A loving destination
A hopeful culmination
A loving destination
A hopeful culmination
See the babies try to hold onto that ledge from which they are shoved
Into the hearts and minds of all humanity they need to be loved
That orange Moon has left us within deception at it's culmination
This should have been that place of hope not the hate filled destination
A loving destination A hopeful culmination A loving destination A hopeful culmination A loving destination A hopeful culmination A loving destination A hopeful culmination
I just felt like I'd come
I just felt like I'd come home when I
Read this. It's exactly the sort of poetry that speaks to my soul.
Gabby
Come back soon dear poet I
Come back soon dear poet I miss you hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Great use of repetition! I
Great use of repetition! I miss you where are you?
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
feedback
It feels rushed and frenzied, but I think it's supposed to. The repetition and lay out of the sentences really convey the stress and anxiety of the words. An interesting read for my first poem since I've been back.
Life Is Hard, Yes.
And then you write poetry to make it less difficult. R U OK? Let us hear from you, because you know we worry. Hope all is well. - slc
"a bit possessed"
Defines all of us, I think. Great to read you again. - slc
Gone a year, hope all is well. ~S~
So happy to see your still around
It has been so long since I have seen a post from you. I'm so happy to see some of your words, Dylan.
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