Category: 3rd Degree Attempted Poetry

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On Max Yasgur’s Farm

  • 2013-03-06
By the time I got to Woodstock there was nothing left but a muddy field littered with cardboard a few…
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only love.

  • 2013-03-03
The universe is filled with vast regions of cold and empty space. And it astonishes me that two people should…
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Morning

  • 2013-03-01
Golden streaks of sunlight stream into a monochrome life through dusty window blinds. Dust floating in the air, show in…
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on the day i was born…

  • 2013-02-25
On the day I was born I was loved. But life has a tendency to get in the way of…
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Owls on Dark Branches

  • 2013-02-08
The Owls are quietly collapsing potentialities in the woodland dark. until there is only the halo of the Moon in…
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The Cardinal

  • 2012-08-06
Fear grabs me by the throat on my way out. I look up, the sun turns its face and I…
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Closet

  • 2012-06-16
“Here, just stand here and be quiet.” she covered her lips with her index finger to say ‘shhh’, “I’ll come…
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the blank page…

  • 2012-06-13
The blank page is such an oppressive thing. It has an overpowering presence and stalls all creative thought. I wonder…