Monday, May 1, 2017

#MicropoetryMonday April 24 - 30, 2017


Happy May, everyone! Here's all of the micropoems from Twitter this past week! Enjoy!









I wasn't sad to see you go
I've been hearing your running

hate commentary
since I was 6 years old

Good riddance, network idiot
Hasta luego


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I got lost
in the madness
of a soul full of stars
I looked up
and dissipated
into sparkling diadems
with just one glance


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I took a kiss of faith
in my head
before I
life long
plunged into
your lips
and when
it finally happened
I wasn't
disappointed


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In my dreams, I am better
I can run wild in marigold fields,
swim across Lake Huron,
and climb hills, mountains-
All obstacles


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Prioritizing?
Order of importance?
I can't do those things
My wind spirit blows & goes
where it wants to
& who am I
to stand in its way?


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My endurance is often tested
but I've passed every time
The proof is in my existence
I'm alive
with strength to survive


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Like breathing,
memory is involuntary
The air is thick
with nostalgia most nights
Forgetting: an
impossible task
replayed in cyclic


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The presence of daylight
forces me into submission
I'm a prisoner trapped in fiery skin
waiting for the soothing darkness


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I can't carry
anymore secrets
I had to let some spill
to move on
They were too heavy
consuming
I'm sorry
please don't pile more on


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Taking myself to the limit
because it's worth it
to feel so exhausted
after working hard
doing what you love


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Morning glories
romance me with indigo hues
Jealous bird chirps louder
to catch my eye
So much Spring beauty
it's hard to choose


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Love found its way
to the root of me
I was able to blossom,
open my eyes to beautiful things
The key to my heart,
inside me


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This drama does not compute
I calculate/hypothesize/empathize/
recalculate &
Surprise!
I still can't deduct or conclude
You or what you mean


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Upon waking,
the orange or grey glow
-depending on the weather-
will illuminate which areas
of my body
will work that day


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When brain's in
overload mode
I see visions
of fields of red poppies
Gentle or angry,
they fell me,
& carry me
to land of sleep


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Age cannot wither her

Years pass,
her branches & buds grow stronger

Wisdom roots,
the ground she stands on
reaches her head


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Behind the veil
is my other foot
I straddle the edge
of two worlds constantly
One keeps trying to cut
off the other but I prevail


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Slow, unsteady
There is no race
no winning
no prize
no destination

Just keep going
at your own pace,
and in tune
to your soul's
vibration


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2 am symphony
The clacking of keys,
your paintbrush strokes,
rustle of paper,
clicking of pen,
crickets
& creative minds
whirring


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Cloaked in midnight black
we feel safe enough
to expose our painful truths
Miles away
but the same North Star
shines for us both


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Poetry, my elixir
I drink morning dew on the lily bloom
I taste the air rustling the leaves
Ink potion magic
Morning metaphors
 on my tongue


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No rain
but man
the pain flow's pourin'
We're diggin' up old demons now
We're slammin' doors on skeletons
in broom closets
No, I won't calm down


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For a dozen weeks
(but who's counting anymore)
I replayed the truth with new twists,
scenarios
All I should have said
I penciled in


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The restless wind has passed
I am drained & dry
in need of tears of clouds
to rejuvenate me
My own are of desert dust
& ash


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Needing a day
to just dance in the rain
Feel the pelting of purification
rather than the hailstorm of life's
regularity


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We're a long way
from meadows
of carnations,
choosing
right shades
for corsages
on trembling,
fragile wrists
Only in time


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Within death's black
a rage lies in wait
Innocent souls flock like
powerless moths to flame
The curse consumes
& they are unaware


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Slip into something more sinister
The whirling menagerie
time bending tunnels
under the tasteful, delicate
streets of the mundane


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Unraveling mysteries
The finale pulls us closer
to the deep end of treachery
where we'll be lost
to the twists & turns
of a madman's revelry


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Our feathered friends,
nesting and defending
their mossy homeland,
chirp curses at intruders
who stand a little bit
too close


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The sun, with its inevitable takeover,
has started early
The sky, grey with sadness,
can't keep its rays at bay
Wind blows warm today


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On the worst days,
no relief
from needle monsters,
nibbling bird beaks

Comfort,
escape by
falling into
a pillow made of stars


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Speechless
No words
weigh enough
to support
the value
of the last good day
Beauty in the unknowing
It's worth it
to be surprised


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He sang murder ballads
to his confidants
as he sat in shadow at their bed sides
His voice freed them
Loyalty kept them listening


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Your name
in a comet trail
I recognized your handwriting,
star being
Twin flame eternal,
shining light
I plucked you
out of billions


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The sea of life,
both the chaos & calm
Fire & rain,
amethyst twilight, crimson dawn
Hearts made of glass,
cracked & foggy, beat on


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Quiver of breath
as he sang
of a moment
between us
I'd forgotten
I didn't mind our spilled secret
Not sung as beautifully as that



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A cold wind still shivers
when I hear a sound in the night

A familiar, normal sound to the world,
but pure terror to me


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The winter dragged
and I was happy
Visible breath,
reminder of life
Validation
in shivering muscles
and bone chilling winds


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Thru the blur
of the crowd
he had me marooned
on an intense island

His rain song
riff thundered
off the mountains

I felt the sky


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No calm for the panicked
Churning acid threatens
   to wash away,
eradicate
Take the past with you
It's making us sick
Erosion
Easy cleanup


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Unfazed by creak of joints
Press on
Frazzled framework
can be ignored in small doses
Wearing of a brilliant mind
is devastation


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Dissolve into the word flow
The story blurs by
Time escapes you

Less hours complaining,
  more spent creating
Melt the page


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Lavender & cream
  Her wedding day
Tears of joy
  Life anew
Fields of butterflies
  Her funeral day
Tears of pain
  Life of blue


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The smell of cedar,
sage, tobacco, sweetgrass
Spirit can decipher them all
Sacred medicines
we laid around her
to pass in peace


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I fell into you easily
The spectrum of your aura
drew me closer
&colored me lovely
I was always yours
I just didn't know it yet


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Brain overcast
Throbbing painful memories
Thirsty
Split between a night best forgotten
And a blue dawn morning on a steel porch


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midnight shore is best for those
seeking closure in the night

star patterns lead to distant seas
she knows he is alright


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Trade winds bring the pollen dust
change of seasons
& your return
They tease my hair like your fingers
& fill my heart with longing


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We'd form stars
on lawns
Putting our
heads together
Sprawled out
and lending
gracious ears
to our comrades
in coming-
of-age tales


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Dive into the vision board
Ask questions as a child
that make adults feel awkward

Swim in imagination
Keep floaties on
though you've grown


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The go-arounds
The genius eye
The scholarship boys
Their mealy mouths
Stuffed with handshakes
And my dragon tongue
Whipping them into shape


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Pouring blessed oil,
perfumed, from the shell
Heads bow into it,
burdens back away from it
Wiped clean root
Third Eye
 Open
Ready to receive


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Prophetic dreams
wake her violently

She knows how it will end
Not with whispers & whimpers

With pounding drums
& gasps of war


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The barista's smile
as he served cups
of caffeine addiction
was my love drug

I drank a decaf daily
to get in his line
for a fix


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My tribe, my clan,
an encompassing circle around me
Though we are scattered
Earth across land,
tears across the sea,
we're family


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My dad played a lot of things
Bad poker hands & board games
Never the same
after he learned to sing
his worldview
rhythm & blues


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Funhouse seance
My cousins & I would freak out
waiting on blue flame reflections of candles in mirrors
But we were never afraid


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Come along, crackling portrait
Watch the sun evaporate with me
Put your sandpaper hand in mine
Tell of long ago when you were happy


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If I were
in two places
at the same time
would there
be two
of me,
two hearts beating?
or am I
forever split
in two
bending
time
for you?


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Gotta love it
Pop top rhythm
Coconut oil
    aphrodisiac
Bronzed skin
Aqua oasis
Lazy shade
    serenade
Sweet return
of summer


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Shutdown
Dawn
Spill
Orange juice
Down a drain
Running backwards
Causes nausea
Toothpaste
Acidic
Bleeding heart
Crawl back to bed


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Scattering the petals of orchids

How cruel
to destroy
a forced miracle
to forget
how to live

Eye to eye
w/ a raven

You can face it
I know

(Can be read backwards & forwards)


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The awkward silence
& thickness in a room
before a person explodes in anger
The ladies praise you
They coddle your shattered, brilliant mind


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Vignette vision
  there's no definition
   of the outlines of figures
     touching & blending w each other when their borders stop existing


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The nights are too short
The bus rolling along
is the morning yawn

The bustling blur of progress
is the city vocalizing
your inner turmoil


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I trust years
visible in creased hands,
hard work apparent by cracks in knuckles,
and tales of 'back in the day'
over entitlement


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Haiku:



Glitch in the system--
Our grudges have caused us great
error and failure



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Summer, the vampire
Sucking our souls dry, stifling
raw throats, choking heat


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VSS (Very Short Stories):


They invoke names they misunderstand. They beg for change from the shunned. Smooth palms up instead of around empty hands of the forgotten.


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"Reckless"

Summer made us reckless.
Blazing veins dying for rushing rivers. 


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"Test"

Loyalty put to the test.
To the dungeon, you rest.


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"We're human! Cant you tell?!"
The officer shot her down.
It had been two years since the end.
Human. Monster.
There was no difference anymore.


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The idea of Fate having a hand in anything anymore was just a fairy tale.
The people had lost hope.
Life happened without reason now.


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"Wisp"

Wisps of hair sprout from
the wise heads of elders.


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"Flow"

Love like a river. Endless.
Let it flow. Rushing. Uninterrupted.


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My uncles banter at Sunday brunch. Recall goin' gaga over the summer girls each year, giving their daughters' potential suitors death glares.


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Just under the surface of her hard, protective shell, the voice of persistence waits to share stories of surviving the storm.


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WIP (Works in Progress):


"I am no visionary, my dear," he said adamantly.
"Just a follower of hunches and an ego that tells me I can never go wrong."


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"I missed my old friends so much that I just gave up trying to make new ones." He walked out, the bell jingling above the door.


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Keeping up with father when he never knew where he was going was how I spent my childhood. Now I'm a man with good sense of direction.


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