A collection of poems

in Blockchain Poets4 months ago

Below find for your reading pleasure several works of my humble hand. They are not the best but they are mine. I gift them to you, my audience of one, silent, unquestioning believer. Take this, eat and drink this. Be merry because life is trauma & language is God. Good morning.


BARROW BLUES
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THE UNDESIRABLES
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TRAUMA
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BODY OF SILENCE
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FOR HOPE
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Most of the above were edited on the Canva app. While the background may not be mine, I am sure the words are. Read and be merry.

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It is everything. Your writings. Long prose or short. You always nail these things. Maybe it is in the way you dilute your pain with charming sentences. Or it is how your trauma is so familiar and I can never find the words to express mine. Maybe it is in the way you worship women and their tenderness. Their rawness. Maybe it's your renewing faith. Or it's simply how you chose to chase your light. But. You capture it all. You get me.

Awesome pieces ♡

& you get me too, Tezmel. In my attempts at finding truth, you are always with the brush to paint them into light. Thank you.