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Our tongues are dancing muscles sprinkled with the magic dust of languages, as if before birth we're treated on a buffet of diverse dialects and accents where we select how our mouths will circle and arch to utter each twisted word's lyrical march, but pause and place your vein-hand in the middle of your breasts,… Continue reading postal code stamps
Bombs, blasting or inhaled. Lives, culprits or innocent. Leaders, liars or prophets. World, what happened? — 03.23.2018 ©2018 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo via Unsplash In response to Blogging from A to Z Challenge and NaPoWriMo 2018. N is for Naani. The Naani is a stanzaic form found at Shadow Poetry and is most often an observation of human relations… Continue reading what happened? (a naani)
Dusting gun powders, digging buried bomb shrapnels, dark road of hate clears. — 12.28.2017 ©2017 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo by Manu Sanchez via Unsplash In response to Sonya of Only 100 Words‘ Three Line Tales Week 100!!! (Oh how I miss three-lining! 😀
An Elegy For Them This poem… Is for the child Sprinting through the crimson streets Tripping over the last breaths Of her father For the mother Protecting her babies’ ears From the piercing shrieks that echo Long after the ashes settle For the thousands of eyes That look to the sky Through acid and smoke And never… Continue reading Between My Bleeding Lines’ Readers: Jade M. Wong
Earth: An Etheree ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer Blue blankets represents vastness and depth, of deep... mystic world beneath expanse of browns. Above sprouts green mantles along the smoky high-rise greys. In between deep blue, tall greens and greys, moves little d-o-t-s of diff'rent color s-l-o-t-s. — Photo credit: NASA In response to Blogging from A to… Continue reading Earth: An Etheree
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