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Poem

How To Write a Poem (Today Anyway)

Unpredictable movement makes
the best form of combat.

Sashay meanings about
the page like startled squirrels.

Use crunchy words. Feed’em
Pixie Stix cause its funny.

Draw scenes— play 3 card
Monty with images over meaning.

Lit tricks are OK, but remember
sledgehammers make good points.

Set it free. Everyone reads differently
and finds their own meanings.

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Poem

Today the turkey hen returned

        Today the turkey hen returned.

        I watched her eating in the tall fescue,
        bugs, but mostly worms, I think.
        Rain has them of all sizes crawling.

        I watch her for over an hour, maybe two,
        All I can think
        of is: I am happy she is stalling

        today,
        but suddenly I make myself 
        unhappy, quite…

        It hit me the way
        a two A. M. call does: the self-
        same message without the night

        to shroud the news.
        The turkey did not hatch her nest.
        I so expected when next I saw her,

        her hatchling would follow her,
        learning from her pecking teaachings.

Category
Poem

Fisher’s Dream

Half a year in Alaska

Was it the bomb

I’ve gotta ask ya

Hat tipped back

With the ascot

Mask off

Write another check

Mark that task off

Put it all on black

Let it stack

and we blast off

Registration photo of Evelyn Paige for the LexPoMo 2025 Writing Challenge.
Category
Poem

baby

i blink slowly
letting the tears soak
into my eyelashes
holding myself 
the way you used to hold me
or at least my best attempt
at recreating it

it seems so unfair
leaving everything behind again
after attempting to love it all
so well

triple grief
doubling over
folding into a tightly packed
rectangle of regret

i wish i would have done 
every bad thing differently
i wish i could sleep
thinking 
it will all be okay in the morning

i grip the sheets tighter
i let out my breath
turn my head to my pillow
swallow salt water
tears drip down my chin and chest

Registration photo of David Madill for the LexPoMo 2025 Writing Challenge.
Category
Poem

Moment #11

In and out of frame
Unsteady hands blow kisses
Video call blues

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Poem

Liberations

You are a hovering pitcher pouring out.
I watch you give until you’re gone
and practice replacing you in your absence.
When I learn what saved us cost you everything;

I want to shape myself into your mold.
I want to take up so much space I break it.
I want to earn every bit of belonging.
I want to trust I always deserved more.
I want to offer everyone I’ve loved, the condensation of me.
I want to hold tight to every evaporating drop I received.
I want to haunt myself when I’m still so unbearably
and beautifully
here.

 
I want to pull away from the leeches sucking me dry.
I want to offer you a redo.
A legacy of love
that isn’t terrified of its own needing aching heart.
I want to honor you, the best thing to happen to me.
I want to be the best thing that happened to me.
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Poem

Accountable

adjective | (of a person, organization, or institution) 
required or expected to justify actions or decisions.

            Careless flick of arm 
            to spill coffee and spend hours 
            cleaning the mistake. 

            Careless flick of pen 
            to write horrors into law, 
            no time spent mourning. 

            Feel worse for the spill
            of drink on carpet than they 
            do for carpet bombs.

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Poem

Watermelon

behind the rind
a succulent kiss
of summer

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Poem

trees

woes of grape

persistent sacral spire
deontological radiance
 
stream I dream
of fetching trees,
of green acrylic phantasms
 
capturing here
ineffability 
as empiric attestable 
 
witness miracles
every day 
possibilities are
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Poem

as Ourselves

Never imagined we would have forgotten how to treat a stranger.#

#AmericanSentence