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Windy storms

When the sun shines
And the clouds gather up included
We all assume its gonna rain
Our simple mind frame.

No one knows what goes on up there
A fight or even a broad derange
There is on storm we need to attend to
The storm in our hearts which are as deadly as the flu.

Our dull faces begin the heavy winds
And then the thoughts that follow are at arm’s spring
Causing a storm in there
Making a cold and fragile despair.

Oh those windy storms in there
You keep hiding the without rest
Do you remember too much of everything is bad
But even a little of this storm can drive one to a sick bed.

Its deadly
With diverse effects consistently
Let that wind seize with a warm smile
And forget those thoughts too, they need a hike
Free your mind of all their insight

Don’t you worry over little things
They are all temptations to get back those storms within
Life is complete with a chill smile 😊
And not with the scares of the storm’s freight
So lit up your face with that sunny smile
To live a happy life and spread your joy world wide

I’m Esther but my pen name is KaylaYoung
poet and novelist 
For my art works visit my blog name5676.blogspot.com

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Shaun

Shaun had just got sheared
Of his woollen shanks
When Shaun got up the shearer said
What do you say Shaun? “Thanks

Can’t find shanks in dictionary?….

It’s in mine….

Don Matthews
March 2021

Don Matthews
March 2021

Don is an Australian poet who writes different on Flippant, Comic, and Serious https://donmatthewspoetry.com/

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Cloud Hurt

I’ve been on #9.
It was amazing. For awhile.
Was too young to know it might end badly.
Fooled by the soft and comfortable.
Got pushed off. Hard.
Too stupid on how to deal.
Fuck Cloud 9.
The landing was excruciating.

Susi Bocks – writer/author/poet, has self-published two books – Feeling Human and Every Day I Pause. You can find her work at IWriteHer.com or follow her on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/MyHumanityInWrittenForm/, where she invites you to read her thoughts and get to know her. Bocks’ work has been published in the anthology SMITTEN: This Is What Love Looks Like: Poetry by Women for Women and in Scarlet Leaf Review, VitaBrevis, Spillwords, Literary Yard, as well as other literary magazines.

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Heart’s Song

My name is Maria Teresa Pratico-Swanson. I’m a woman walking this journey of life in truth. I am a certified master shaman and practicing the art of shamanism has transformed my life, liberated my authentic spirit, awakened and freed my soul. I use my sensibilities as superpowers and the power of my love fuels my magic as a shamanic healer. My creativity is my soul’s purpose and passion which I express through my healing services, writing poetry, hosting a blog, dancing, painting and practicing yoga. My motto is “Triumphing over Trauma”. In 2011, after a lifetime of trauma I became aware that I needed to reconnect with my soul. Healing integrates all aspects of my physical, mental, emotional and spiritual selves. Unraveling conditioning and programming continues to take introspection, patience and grace. I’m committed to my practice of healing from the human experience as an awakened soul. I believe I am here to help heal humanity one heart at a time.  I offer shamanic healing sessions, have written 4 books of poetry available on Amazon. “Emotional Musings” “My Soul’s Language” “My Heart’s Song” and “My Soul’s Light For more detailed information follow this link❤
https://linktr.ee/Emotionalmusings
In light and in shadow, always with love. Namaste.

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Am I actually talking about this?

Hello everyone and don’t judge me because of the topic I decided to talk about in my new video.  

The past few days I dealt with heavy subjects and I just wanted to give my brain a break so I talked about social media and the Kardashians because there’s nothing more synonymous in the world than that.  

If you don’t know, and ignorance is bliss people, an unedited photo of Khloe K. was posted online and they made a circus off it. I will just be giving my honest opinion about toxic body image that is imposed on us, toxic Instagram culture and how this family has negatively contributed to both.  

I cannot wait to be crucified and insulted if this video catches the eye of one of their diehard supporters.

Here’s the video, hope you enjoy:  https://youtu.be/cbh0dvE3rds

Luna 

Latest Poem: Poem #362
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Allowing myself to be bored

I experience
a moment
of boredom,
and wonder
what to do next?
Doing nothing—
nothing doing—
Is there a shortcut
to happiness—
Do I have to
reinvent the wheel?
Do I always
have to be climbing
up a mountain or
creating something
new in order to not
feel guilty or
that I might be
wasting time?
Then I remember—
I’m still breathing
effortlessly—
If that keeps me alive,
what else could be
more important?
I breathe in slowly
and experience
a moment of
genuine happiness.
I can do nothing.
I have everything.

Milton P. Ehrlich Ph.D. is an 89-year-old psychologist and a veteran
of the Korean War. He has published poems in Poetry Review, The
Antigonish Review, London Grip, Arc Poetry Magazine, Descant Literary
Magazine, Wisconsin Review, Red Wheelbarrow, and the New York Times.

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Coffee Date: Justifying rape culture makes you an accomplice

Hello everyone and welcome to another Coffee Date with Luna! 

Can you guess by the title that I am very triggered? You know me so well! 

*Just a comment before you begin reading: The topic discussed here might be extremely triggering to victims of sexual assault*

So, let me give you some insight into what actually happened. So a Serbian youtuber and a poor excuse for a human being came on to a TV show hosted by two women and tried to justify rape and victim blame women that are sexually assaulted. For you who know that I am Croatian and the history Croatia and Serbia have I would just like to emphasize that this is my opinion about that asshole of a man and his nationality did not influence my opinion at all. I am not a nationalist and I also plan to shit all over Croatian people who commented on this news and said they support his opinions. You are all on my agenda today.  

The neanderthal literally said that if a woman walks through a street and ends up getting raped that it’s her fault for walking there at that time in the first place. He literally said that men view women only as sexual objects. He also puts the blame on women’s outfits, as do all current and future rapists, he said that women should always tell a man that he is right and that if a woman comes to the apartment of a man she is obligated to have sex with him and that if she says no, the consequences of her “no” are on her. He also defines women as the weaker sex and he constantly has this message where women as the weaker sex should watch out and be careful not to provoke men or make them horny. Women know that sometimes we don’t do anything and men get horny and I don’t judge people for getting horny, we are all sexual beings, but it’s up to you to control your own fucking urges. Women also get horny when they see someone they find attractive and all of that is human but people are not animals, this is (no matter how hard to believe) a civilized society sweetie so keep it in your pants. 

So let’s start with this “if you get inside his apartment, it’s your fault” bullshit. I do not think that anyone should get inside the apartment of someone they do not trust completely. Even when you trust someone, you never know what their intentions are. From a young age, and now check this out, BOTH BOYS AND GIRLS should be taught not to talk to stranger no matter how old they are and to not sit in someone’s car or enter the apartment of a person they do not know. This does not only apply to women, it applies to men as well. Even though the cases of men being raped are often not reported, they do happen. And also, both young girls and boys can be sexually assaulted. So this goes for all. When someone says no then it’s no and if a person ignores that no and rapes somebody they should be convicted because they committed the crime and the victim does not carry the blame. Stop fucking victim blaming.  

Now, my favorite part of his victim blaming – our clothes, where we go, at what time we go somewhere and all of that bullshit current and future rapists use to justify their crime. I absolutely believe that this man is capable of raping women and that he might have done it before.  

I am going to do something you might not expect. I am going to defend men. Not Nixa or people who support his opinions but men. Real men, not future predators and criminals. Rape is sexual assault and it’s a form of violence an what is violence – a threat to modern, civilized society. This idiot tried to portray men as some animals who have no control over their basic urges and by doing that he described men in general as a threat to civilized society. I don’t understand men who want to be viewed as such. Why do you want to be portrayed as someone who should be put under control, in some institution in order not to hurt people? What do you gain from this? 

I refuse to believe this about men because first of all, I have a wonderful boyfriend and I have wonderful male friends who I know do not share the opinions of this neanderthal. There are men who understand that no means no and that they are not entitled to a woman’s body just because they find her attractive. Period. 

All of this victim blaming and telling women they are the weaker sex and that we should be submissive to men and that we are at fault it we are raped for me sounds like the last, desperate scream of a primitive man in a society that no longer values his physical strength. I don’t know if anyone told you but being physically stronger that a female does not mean shit today. We live in a modern, digitalized world where we place value on human intelligence, ability to use and develop new technology etc. This has been going on since the first industrial revolution and we live at a time in which we can confidently say that in a few decades, machines will replace us when it comes to physical labor. What do you stand to gain by being “the stronger sex”? Nothing. So men who put the emphasize on this, who are walking around pretending like they are above women and even men who are weaker than them are actually… very sad. No matter how triggered I was by his opinion, I pity him. This is a man who is deep down insecure because he does not bring much to the table so he is trying to maintain this feeling of relevancy and power by putting women and others down. This is a man who went and had surgery to prolong his legs and then lied about being in a car crash to justify the recovery period. Do I need to say anything else?  

If we even dig that deep to talk about classes and who has the power and who is “the weaker sex” in our society, we will notice that the weaker sex is not actually a sex but a financial status. Money is power in our society. It’s sad to say that, but it is the truth.  

Moving on to the comment section. One of Croatian’s news outlet picked up on the story and I put myself through the hell of reading the comment section. The comments can be liked and you see the like to dislike ration of the comments. 90% of them were in support of this man and his opinions and a lot of those comments had more likes than dislikes and I am fucking scared and ashamed of the society I live in. In the wake of a young child being brutally murdered and everyone constantly screaming that violence is on the rise in Croatia, especially in the pandemic because people were forced to be inside, we are this stupid and this ignorant to justify violence and victim blame. Pathetic. To everyone who thinks that there is a shred of truth in what this neanderthal said, I would just like to let you know that you are just as big of a problem as the rapists and criminals who commit violence against other people. Your mindset, your opinion, your support of violent criminals leads to more violence. I honestly hope that people won’t have to learn from their own experience that violence is never justifiable.  

I am revolted by all of this. 

I am out.  

Latest Poem: Poem #362
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Loath

Likelihood of action, nil. I’m feeling
Obviously disinclined
And unwilling. Wake up and smell the coffee!
This won’t
Happen. I’m reluctant to indulge you.

Susi Bocks – writer/author/poet, has self-published two books – Feeling Human and Every Day I Pause. You can find her work at IWriteHer.com or follow her on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/MyHumanityInWrittenForm/, where she invites you to read her thoughts and get to know her. Bocks’ work has been published in the anthology SMITTEN: This Is What Love Looks Like: Poetry by Women for Women and in Scarlet Leaf Review, VitaBrevis, Spillwords, Literary Yard, as well as other literary magazines.

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The Mystic

Each day is something new to discover
Like walking a freshly paved road
With flowers on the border
Grateful yesterday for the peace I sowed
I want to reach inside
For some truth
Is life an absolute?
Or my day walking?
Not sure how to feel
I go both and forth
But I keep walking on
Between suspicion and worth
You have two things in hand
A cross and an epitaph
I guess that’s all our path
A life of struggle going up a graph
Please don’t give up on me
Just seeing things as realistic
I haven’t given up on you
In this heart, there’s still a genuine mystic

Hello, I am Carly! I love to share poetry and my faith with others in an honest and real way. I hope you enjoy my poetry. Writing poetry has also been an outlet of letting go of anxiety and a form of expression as well.
Blog: My Ink Smears – Poetry & Musings of Life & Faith (wordpress.com)
YouTube channel: Prophetic Insight – YouTube

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Fierce warrior

They say the battle just began
But it seems they already let their guard down
How can a warrior strive without a weapon
That’s an upholding fiction

The people laid down their trust in the rest
But only one brought back the head
from the eagle’s neck
Where spades, daggers , knives and deadly weapons were used
Her hands were her refuge of anger in which she fused.

Who said she couldn’t she couldn’t be a warrior for her gender sake
Those were the one’s who were first slaughtered at the eagle’s nest
She was a shear beauty
Which added to her humorous victory.

How was she to know that she was betrayed by her beloved
By love
And its strange force
He took her to her enemies nest
And she was killed without respect
Her blood was on his hands
And her body treated with discard.

I’m Esther Jacob , some people know me as Kayla , I’m a young blogger who just started her art I’m a novel blogger but also an upcoming poet . I’m a young 14 year old teenager who comes from the continent Africa , from a country called Nigeria 
You can visit my blog : name5676.blogspot.com

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