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 Jan 14 Raven
Mrs Timetable
Would you prefer to be
The introduction,
A fascinating chapter,
The illustrations
The conclusion,
Or the epilogue?
The prequel,
The sequel?
We are all designed
For a part
In everyone's
Story
Life chapters
 Jan 14 Raven
Mary
we’re fallen angels
we rebelled
we stood our ground
we got expelled

the sky above us is a void
irrational air is quite paranoid
in blood we’re lying on the floor
we know it won’t be as before

though it is our first time living
sky doesn’t seem to be forgiving
in everlasting quiet pain
we pray for the spark in the rain

to hear in deathly silence noise…
oh i can tell my mind destroys
i’m used to climb most fragile wall
i can predict next time i fall

oh do u really think i’m fake?
then watch me drowning in the lake
eternal peace under water
you’re wrong by calling it slaughter

right, i’ve got better things to do
but i’m stuck looking for what’s true
thoughts every second, every hour
what are the chances to recover?

morbid temptation lights a spark
but i’m in ruins – whatever.
i know! i know that i’m desperately trapped
do i care to resist?
almost never

i’m ready for sudden explosion
i step into my fog of poison
can’t tell if some day it will disappear
i tend to explore what’s never been real

i’m used to question every feeling
my swollen rage was never healing
i’m used to deny
i’m used to repress
do rotten kids sometimes get blessed?

we tolerated darkest hours
refused to bury ugly flowers
what’s left in our hearts is only despair
we’re innocent
this is unfair

what was the day it all went wrong?
i was never really aware
first time i felt that i didn’t belong?
back then i didn’t beware

too late to escape (i know)
too early to rage (not at all)
let’s go insane
we’ve done such a mess
let’s laugh in the eyes of the death

u know it’s just the way i feel
i’m drained of suffering
i wanna heal
but something sinister won’t lemme breathe
it’s so evil angels would freeze

no wonder i lost my reflection
shadow is the only connection
sometimes i wish i could just disappear
as if my existence was never real

it’s total eclipse of the heart
is there a reason to wake up?
is this just a phase?
well, it doesn’t matter
living just in case things get better
 Jan 10 Raven
hellopoet
Keep Writing, Whatever Comes

Just keep writing, day by day,
Let words fall out, however they may.
The ink will guide you, though unsure,
In every line, a voice grows pure.

2. Engage with Poems and Poets

In the world of verse, connect, be bold,
Talk with others, both young and old.
Their words will teach, their lives inspire,
Fuel the flame that burns your fire.

3. Embrace Rejection, It’s Part of the Game

Expect the no’s, the "not quite right,"
Rejection’s a shadow, not a blight.
We are not all the same cup of tea,
Nor is every poet meant for thee.

4. Grow in Your Craft

With every word, with every line,
Grow your skills, refine your mind.
Knowledge will deepen, wisdom will show,
As you practice, your art will grow.

5. Control Your Rewards

Don’t wait for praise, don’t seek the gold,
Satisfaction’s yours, in stories told.
The joy is found in what you create,
Not in others’ judgment, not in their rate.

6. Welcome Good Critique

When feedback’s good, embrace the chance,
To learn, to grow, to dance the dance.
But discard the noise that doesn’t speak,
The truth is found in voices meek.

7. Be Kind to Yourself and Others

In the struggle, in the fight,
Be kind to self, keep the heart light.
Give grace to others, as you’d ask,
For kindness, friend, is its own task.

8. Keep Your Eyes Open

Look within, and look outside,
In both the still and the rolling tide.
The world will speak if you just see,
The poetry in all that’s free.

9. Enjoy the Journey

The path is winding, slow at times,
But joy is found in rhythm, rhyme.
Even struggle’s scent will lead the way,
In verse, there’s beauty in the fray.

10. Trust in Your Process

So write your truth, and write it loud,
Your voice will rise above the crowd.
The world may not understand just yet,
But keep writing—you’re not done, not set.
Was approached rather directly by a young & emerging poet about the craft & its process, out came this admonition that covers quite a spread of the territory; it’s far from being the be-all & end-all.
 Jan 4 Raven
Mark Bell
Knew a man
With no arms
No legs
Held down
A good job
He thought
It was great,
This man was
Employed as a
Paperweight .
 Dec 2024 Raven
Larry Berger
I went looking
for my mother's grave;
it took me two weeks to find it,
and when I did, I was standing
on it; I actually looked around
to see if anyone else saw
what I had just done
You became the very thing
That drove your mother to madness
 Dec 2024 Raven
butterfly
Obsession
 Dec 2024 Raven
butterfly
Manipulation, there's no prevention,
you know I keep coming back.
Keep pretending, you are helpless,
while you play with my heart.
My obsession is my profession,
I can't forget you, but I can lie.
It's all illusion, my confusion,
you are never gonna stop coming back.

— The End —