Random words… #Poetry

Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie

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Random words

I woke up this morning

With an Italian word stuck in my head

The word ‘Clemente’

Meaning merciful.

This happens too often

So I decided to write about it

To see if it would help

Often the words are very strange

So I asked Jaye to look them up

On the computer

There are many times

When the word returns

In some programme we are watching

I wonder what the Universe is trying to tell me

Random words seem to pop into my head

Whenever they feel like it

With no rhyme or reason

That I can understand

If I were to write them down

String them all together

They wouldn’t make a decent sentence

There doesn’t seem to be a reason for it

Maybe I am just nuts

Alternatively, something is trying to fill

The Swiss cheese holes in my head

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Write To Me ~ Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

Walt's Writings

Write to me
Let me feel
The passion of your words
As they bounce along
The hallways in the
Back alleys of my mind
I can smell the blood
As it oozes from your exquisitely
Filed nails as you drag them
Down my back
Write to me
Let me say your words
As I read them aloud
Only then will I be
One with your words
One with your thoughts
One with your heart
And one with your soul
Only then

~The Tennessee Poet~
©Walt Page 2020 All Rights Reserved

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Dreamless Questions

Sarah Doughty

“Darling, do you even know
what you’ve missed because of me?
Would you still want to stay?”

Have you ever wondered what my dreams are like? What you would see if you looked behind the mask on my face? Would you see colors? Light? Hear sounds? Have you ever wondered about the faces I’ve glimpsed? The conversations I’ve had? The ones where I’m just a spectator, or seeing through the eyes of someone unknown? Would you even want to see, if you knew the kinds of things that lurked in the shadows? What about the times the beauty of my dreams brings me to tears and I cry through closed eyes? Or when the beauty and tragedy of my world falls from the sky like a waterfall? Would you want to see the ones I have with you in them? The ones that exist in a world where I am…

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The One That Got Away


she went away

you were left

you never told her
that she was the tomorrow
you always
wished for;
the what if and
could’ve been you have
lived with
every day

you never told her
that for a moment,
she was
the flicker of sunlight
against your
indigo sky;
that for a time,
it felt as if
you have held stars
on the palm of
her hand
perhaps she was
the bullet you dodged,
but she’ll always be
the one that got away

until then

In response to Sadje’s What do you See challenge  https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/

Sending more love guys amidst the current crisis. May this bring us all closer together❤❤❤

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