Tag: poetry
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The digits of pi
I was reading an article online about how they calculated the digits of pi They used to approximate it by using a polygon with so many sides that it could resemble a circle, like a 29,000-gon And I think from someone looking at it they might think it was a circle and not just a…
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The transform cycle
In tarot cards, they tell a story. It starts with the fool card who goes off on a journey A card it meets on the way is the wheel of fortune: this is where the fool experiences the ups and downs of life, teaching us that neither good nor bad fortune is permanent The last…
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Some cages
Some cages aren’t made of bars of steel They’re made of rays of light and hope As I reach to touch the untouchable love My arms stretch and stretch until I’m numb And my arms turn into bars And the shadows between the lights that blind me Cage me in It’s not so much that…
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Do you know what i want?
I asked the universe, Do you know what I truly want? And I held my breath waiting for an answer Scared that no one knew the answer Sacred that I wouldn’t find what I wanted I looked up and saw the sign of a restaurant called ‘joy inn’ I think it’s telling me to let…
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Kings and vagabonds
I wandered into a mystic’s kingdom And ran away with a rebel A lover a fighter He touched my soul Like water Love from a legend He holds what hurts without expectation And he holds onto me like he needs me And I give his life meaning and mercy Like there is no option But…
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Still don’t know my name
I think everyone has a truth they don’t want to face and this is mine The first boy I really loved He was from Oakland and he wanted to be a poet I met him in college he was a friend of a friend I was having a panic attack from smoking weed I was…
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Voy y vuelvo
Me conecto contigo como respirar Respirar dentro y fuera con el riesgo de que deje de respirar por cómo vuelves a entenderme, solo entenderme Conectando y desapareciendo en nosotros mismos, nuestras luchas con los demás, en la naturaleza y encontrando el camino de revuelta Rompemos y volvemos a estar juntos muchas veces Hasta que se…
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Coming and going
I connect with you like breathing Breathing in and out With the risk that I might stop breathing Because of how you always return to understand me, only to understand me Connecting and disappearing into ourselves, our struggles with others, into nature, and finding the way back We break up and come back together many…
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Ultraviolence
Some people are afraid of change Afraid of the meaning of me I dreamt I was chased by a man with his knife I woke up and it felt so real right now Why does it feel so real? I want to ask you why Why why why Why did it take so long to…
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Versions
It always feels like there’s a piece missing One friend reminds me of my best friend in college Masking a dark and painful complexity under her brilliance And another of my father taking us on a road trip through the southwest Hiding his past under the fun of discovery and adventure I was multitudes I…