Small Poems

dawn awakens. Our sun glistens time frozen in fading frost For trees, leaves long fallen, speak today of poetry A cadence carried on weight of shrinki

dawn awakens. Our sun glistens time frozen in fading frost For trees, leaves long fallen, speak today of poetry A cadence carried on weight of shrinking shadows in the prosody of our politic. #smallpoems #clmooc

Hope can not end Hate. Hope: empty vessel of Infinite Jest echoing loud sounds of hate Only filled with love's new dawn, an ent-draft for our collecti

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Hope can not end Hate. Hope: empty vessel of Infinite Jest echoing loud sounds of hate Only filled with love's new dawn, an ent-draft for our collective soul, Can hope quench the undying thirst of hate #smallpoems

Creases of keystones carry scars carved. Tasked with keeping An Arc connected while weight of unwilling waver in the wind #smallpoems

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Creases of keystones carry scars carved. Tasked with keeping An Arc connected while weight of unwilling waver in the wind #smallpoems

Curl your grasp around rhythm like a dream breaking dawn for it slips away with light of first thought. #smallpoems #ukulele

Curl your grasp around rhythm like a dream breaking dawn for it slips away with light of first thought. #smallpoems #ukulele

Power found holding destinies close. Moirae's Gentle touch opens scales to sound birds escaping Wings beat in percussive flicks of life fit in fingers

Power found holding destinies close. Moirae's Gentle touch opens scales to sound birds escaping Wings beat in percussive flicks of life fit in fingers cutting against time. #smallpoems #ukulele

@telliowkuwp Mountains melt to sea As we drown in hot excess Our future tipping #smallpoems #clmooc

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@telliowkuwp Mountains melt to sea As we drown in hot excess Our future tipping #smallpoems #clmooc

Fingers fold in familiar patterns until arachnid appendages ascend, then descend on fret board in steady bends clawing through arpeggios #ukulele #sma

Fingers fold in familiar patterns until arachnid appendages ascend, then descend on fret board in steady bends clawing through arpeggios #ukulele #smallpoems about getting fingers to find patterns that always existed

Winter rarely lasts Yet water in fissures freeze And mountains get moved #SundayHaiku #smallpoems #clmooc

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Winter rarely lasts Yet water in fissures freeze And mountains get moved #SundayHaiku #smallpoems #clmooc

Roam Buddy Beefalo hide like hills Brown, Large Free Just Be Be Just Free Large, Brown hills like hide Beefalo Buddy Roam Inspired by Buddy the Beefal

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Roam Buddy Beefalo hide like hills Brown, Large Free Just Be Be Just Free Large, Brown hills like hide Beefalo Buddy Roam Inspired by Buddy the Beefalo. Freedom Fighter https://www.fox61.com/article/life/animals/buddy-the-terryville-beefalo-still-at-large/520-a2f9a5e6-c7cd-40d9-a9bc-b342f27509d3 #smallpoems #poetry

@jethanj here you go. #StopTheSteal #smallpoems "Landslide of Lies" residue of an individual can not pluck gravity's strings in spiritual rituals that

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@jethanj here you go. #StopTheSteal #smallpoems "Landslide of Lies" residue of an individual can not pluck gravity's strings in spiritual rituals that have audacity to honor travesty let myths sit in regolith Do not bestow a halo No Afterglow to push debris flow Silence the violent Drop hydro-static pressure through seclusion of the delusion No silos to meas

#smallpoems #StopTheSteal How does blood of white privilege dry when ground into sandstones stacked by bloodied hands of American born African chattle

#smallpoems #StopTheSteal How does blood of white privilege dry when ground into sandstones stacked by bloodied hands of American born African chattle? Do hues split into cracked and torn knuckles of of forced laborers? Shattered like families who built The People's House? A polychromatic dance between Noah and Ham? Or do the colors come together in a Climat

#smallpoems #StopTheSteal I did not have normal day yesterday That is okay Watching domestic terrorists take siege to the US Capitol. Not Normal A cal

#smallpoems #StopTheSteal I did not have normal day yesterday That is okay Watching domestic terrorists take siege to the US Capitol. Not Normal A call for a Monarch has not rung in the Rotunda since 1814. A seditious attack by our fellow citizens. Not normal. For 206 years the People's House stood protected. Not by guards and police, but a shared national d

#smallpoems #stopthesteal Spirits of our nation's nightmare descended on to our Temple of Jupiter As we stumbled down the seven hills of history to a

#smallpoems #stopthesteal Spirits of our nation's nightmare descended on to our Temple of Jupiter As we stumbled down the seven hills of history to a better tomorrow The ignorant fear progress their blood spilled on sandstone stacked by slaves A Rotunda of shame undeserving of America's Name. Let us pillage hate that invades our National soul into Spoila of

do not wash misery with tears dripped from closed eyes of missed hope Does one emotion tire a morning routine more than regrets of not wishing yesterd

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do not wash misery with tears dripped from closed eyes of missed hope Does one emotion tire a morning routine more than regrets of not wishing yesterday for a today that already is? #smallpoems