march
they march
in, four by four
by four, each
Poetically Speaking
Wrapping Up 2024 (this is not a poem)
This morning, as I was logging my weight, figuring out my highest, lowest and current, it occurred to me I ought to sum up the year, or at least the highlights.
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Why (Again) I Will Not Burn the Flag
It begins with, “Don’t you believe in company loyalty?”
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Why I Will Not Burn the Flag – Author’s Note on 4th of July
It’s complicated, really, it began so long ago,
while bent over a bin of gourmet ice cream, scooping
it out for a customer: “Don’t you believe in company
loyalty?” And I had to tell him, no. “I am not loyal
to groups,” I said. “I am loyal to people.”
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Storyline, v2**
Trigger warning. (Suicide, self harm. )
**If you are in crisis or think you might be, PLEASE call or text 988. Or chat at 988lifeline.org. Note: I am not in crisis.
*Lincoln from the Grave
Oh to be unconditionally loved when dead,
division dissolved by the peaceful inevitable.
Oh to the victory that made us one,
the blood of battle and repair
no longer questioned as worthwhile,
immune to “what if?” in its sad reality,
replaced by “what is” and “what was.”
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I’d call this a poetic brain dump
I believe in the sun
even when it is not shining
I believe in love
even when there’s no one there
I believe in God
even when
he is silent
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Guest Post: How Poetry Can Grow BEYOND Poets
A guest post by Geoff Anderson, Poet and founder of diVERSES Poetry “[T]he trouble with poetry isthat it encourages the
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Dear Readers: We are all short on time.
I hate to sound so jaded, but the world we live in, the world that demands so much of our
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Not a poem. Just a thought.
If I had to declare a religion, I guess it would be Unitarian. But it’s really a mixture of Buddhism, humanism and the universal language of caring deeply.
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