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Poetic Odyssey by robert rittel

Poetic Odyssey [a poem]

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By Robert Rittel | Featured Contributor

The spiritual quest to explore,
the theory of mind and its score.
Parallels of circumstance,
testing the intellect to advance.
Narratives on individual psychology,
complexity of thought throughout history.
Considerations beyond the bound of tale,
the struggle to survive as soul cannot fail.
Emotional depth of sea that inspire,
trusting matters of the experiences dire.
Epic psychology and its dilemma,
Cyclopes and Hydras forever.
The story of love that waits,
mutual recognition and opening,
the golden gates.

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ode to the tree poem cliff eshom

Ode to the Tree [a poem]

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By Cliff Eshom | Featured Contributor

So proud and complete the magnificent tree,
with dauntless resolve to remain truly free.
Directed, strengthened, creations sure dye,
reaching and spreading to mature in the sky.

Like thoughtful mankind, you search for pure light,
bound to the earth, your leaves take to flight.
Majestic, serene… though ever unseeing,
over all man and beast, yet having no being.

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emergency poem jo ann smith

Emergency [a poem]

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By Jo Ann Smith | Featured Contributor

Never a place one wants to be
especially alone
my lifeline confined to the parking lot

in a hurry they weigh me
no time to remove shoes
extra layers glasses ring watch
annoyed, my weight will be inflated

I am wheeled to a small sterile room
dominated by a single bed
intimidating medical charts are
thumb tacked in random order to lime green walls
I eagerly respond to you so I can lie down

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all i need poem Cara Amy Goldthorpe

All I Need

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By Cara Amy Goldthorpe | Featured Contributor

It’s a misty dawn, the ocean and sky merging together as one in the distance, behind the ethereal golden glow of the rising sun. I’m in my hammock sipping coffee and flicking through an old journal I bought at the end of March last year, when I was settling in for “lockdown” in Costa Rica. Back then I thought I’d be flying to London in late April, when the borders were originally forecast to reopen.

Now, I’m still here and contemplating putting every penny I own into purchasing land. It’s just raw land: no structures on it. I’m not quite sure how I’ll make the purchase happen, let alone the project I envisage, and how I’ll have money for basic sustenance when I’m done. But I feel a pull, deep inside me. A voice is telling me that I have to make this happen.

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