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Roaring of Truth

Rosie Hardy
Soaring vultures
Circling whispers
Half-dead road kill … stain eastbound lanes … on Highway 6

He cheated on his
WIFE
  Wife
    wife

With that redheaded
FLOOZ
   Flooz
     flooz

That’s what we heard … no reason to doubt … has to be true

Waves of black bats
Wakes of echoes
Fly in and out … shadowed towers … silvery moon

He tormented her
LIFE
  Life
     life

She attempted to
DIE
  Die
    die

That’s what we heard … no reason to doubt … has to be true

Razor sharp tongues
Dark clouds of wasps
Wind driven sleet … bloodied whipped welts … tortured torn skin

The husband’s to
BLAME
  Blame
    blame

So’s that redheaded
FLOOZ
  Flooz
    flooz

That’s what we heard … no reason to doubt … has to be true

Cat o’ nine tails
Whistling wet air
Horrific screams … feed the roar of … Niagara lies

Hey, she made it all
UP
  Up
    up

She was crazy with
BOOZE
  Booze
    booze

That’s what we heard … wasn’t our fault … thought it was true

Meandering river
Greenish smooth blue
Glimmering light … frames a body … facedown and gone

That’s what they caused … wasn’t their first … done it before

Bloodied crude nails
Stabbing red flesh
Hanging from wood … up on a hill … truth crucified

They Called Him a fake … they jeered to His face … then asked was He true

The silence of Calvary
The roaring of truth

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My Walls Rhyme Not

My walls rhyme not
My adjective’s untidy order swim upstream lazily
Insanity screams in happy colors in warm waves of cold slaps
My walls unrhyme from our vocabulary family reunion at Loneliness Junction where voices are free verse taunts of nervous laughter
Upstream my adjectives bleed in bear’s mouths
Orange drives me crazy
No rhyme or reason
The color of my mental state’s flag at half-mast upsidedown-all-bunchedtogether
Alone with my loneliness we listen in corners orange
My walls rhyme not
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Love – You Lie

Jamie Beck
Love’s illusion,
    Lie’s seclusion.
Smoke’s reflection,
    Mirror’s detection.
Truth’s confusion,
    Heart’s contusion.
Red lips moist
    whisper names.
Brown eyes hide
    mascara’s aim.
Beauty spins
    roulette’s round game.
Shattered glass reeks of rum.
Starving crows eat stale crumb.
Empty pools curse noon sun.
Love lies.
Smoke hides.
Mirror cries.
Truth dies.
Heart sighs.
Deceitfulness is a beauty I cannot tame.
Why even try?
Love,
    you lie.
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We Are What Is

Thomas Hart Benson
Winds
Coastal blows
Draw us close
Knit and stitched
We breathe as one
With separate lungs
We are what is
Not skewed in cubes
Or obtuse views
All natural
In our region
Left of June
Under sun and tides of moon
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Encroachment

There’s an Oak in the woods that tells tales
About cypress, maples, and pines
All the saplings would listen
And pay close attention
About the humans
Their encroachment
Man’s hunger
To kill
Trees
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Not Guilty

I don’t want to hear the jury’s logic
No thought or twisted reason
No instinct or whim of fancy
My heart fluttered like rapids on a river
Interrupted my buzz
A poem for the world
Galloping to resist the echo of
Not guilty
For Wordle 12
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