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Atarrius Jacobs, aka, AJ Devon shared a letter in the
Poetry group 7 months, 2 weeks agoThis post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.
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michae1 shared a letter in the
Poetry group 7 months, 2 weeks agoProspects
Michael L George jrTime for a new prospect
Have my eyes on a couple.
Might Burts a few bubbles, just
To see if it is worth the trouble,
Taking a chance.
Making some plans,
With some Subtle demands
But….
Only time will tell if it’s prosperous.-
I am a big believer in trying as many things as possible. You never know what sticks. I saw this story about the musician Benson Boone, who sings this song I like called, “Beautiful Things.” At 17, he randomly filled in for a friend at a talent show and realized, to his own surprise, he could really sing. He didn’t know. He never really tried…read more
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Thank you for appreciating
My art. I do believe in continued
Tries without experiencing
Trying new there is only imagination that’s bad either.
That’s where all the ideas
Come from is imagination.
But yes you’ll never know unless you try.
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Penny Powell shared a letter in the
Poetry group 7 months, 2 weeks agoRhythm
Penny A. PowellWhat’s your rhythm?
Today, I awoke thinking about mine
My rhythm, designed by The DivineThat said:
It’s a rhythm of love
Created by The One AboveIt’s a rhythm of joy
Authentic, not a ployIt’s a rhythm of peace
May it never ceaseIt’s a rhythm of patience
Open to innovationIt’s a rhythm of kindness
Graced by divinenessIt’s a rhythm of goodness
Painted on a canvasIt’s a rhythm of faithfulness
And large doses of gratefulnessIt’s a rhythm of gentleness
Created not to dismantle thisIt’s a rhythm of self-control
Gentle but boldIt’s a rhythm of the Fruit of The Spirit
With me? Let’s hear it…It’s a rhythm that’s introspective and fun
Moving to the soulful beat of the drumIt’s a rhythm of flow
What’s your tempo?-
I love your rhythm, Penny! This is so inspiring and poetic, especially for someone who likes dancing :). Thank you for sharing and thank you for being part of The Unsealed. <3 Laiuren
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🪘A rhythmic thank-you, Lauren!😊 I appreciate you reading “Rhythm” and taking the time to share your inspiring comment. It’s so wonderful to see you engaging with the members. Love it! It’s a pleasure to be a part of the rhythm of The Unsealed. Thanks again! Hugs & Continued Blessings…🤗💝
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Kenia Polanco shared a letter in the
Poetry group 7 months, 2 weeks agoThe Fog
Kenia xoxoThe Fog
The sky was wet
No drops
You could still smell the fall of it all on the blades of green
I can still hear its naked skin running across the forest
The crackling of the branches sounded like his jaw clicking
I’d open my mouth, trying to mimic his steps
The fear convinced me of what was getting closer
The vicious fog man
Grandiosity in his carnivorous form
Go home. -
Atarrius Jacobs, aka, AJ Devon shared a letter in the
Poetry group 7 months, 2 weeks agoThis post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.
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sacred-chapeter shared a letter in the
Poetry group 7 months, 2 weeks agoThis post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.
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michae1 shared a letter in the
Poetry group 7 months, 2 weeks agoThe Journey is the Destination!
Michael L George jrConversation for reciprocation
But don’t follow my suggestions.
I’m self healing self medicating.
To follow this you’re gonna need
A deeper understanding.
I have a few books I recommend you read.
If you can understand it
Let me know what you think.
I was brought to the brink.
Had to broaden my prospective.
Then became empathetic,
Eccentric to the public.
With these feelings exerted
Comes exertion.
Had to explore while reciprocating
Information & understand,
“The Journey is the Destination”. -
michae1 shared a letter in the
Poetry group 7 months, 2 weeks agoNew Project
Michael L George jrI use to hate writing
But I think it was the action.
Now, I’m writing with
My thumb, never cared for penmanship
Or my grammar & punctuation.
I liked drawing, took my time with it.
Now I’m creating different images.
Writing these words
From past experiences.
You can see this projection.
Working on a new project.
My prerogative turned poetic.
Forget the pen, man, ship. These thoughts,
You can hear & see this plot.-
I actually didn’t like to write growing up either, but then I started using writing to express what it was in my heart and it changed everything. And I feel like that is the same for you. Keep writing. Keep sharing. I love reading all of your poems. <3Lauren
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Don'shea Graves shared a letter in the
Poetry group 7 months, 2 weeks agoUnder the stars
Don'shea GravesThe hot, oily aquatic liquid begin to build up in my eyes as I glanced at the night’s sky;
A moment’s glance and I saw only a single star;
Pondering for a while, more appeared before me;
How lovely this world of mines, that even in the heart’s darkest moments the light is still present
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michae1 shared a letter in the
Poetry group 7 months, 2 weeks agoIlluminated
Michael L George jrSpelling out my feelings
Casting a spell.
But there’s no magic here.
Only darkness being Suppressed.
With an extremely bright light
Pointing towards the direction I’m heading.
Concentrated with reflection
The colors coming out of a prism.
Im like a leprechaun chasing the gold
At the end of the rainbow.
After the dark Grey clouds dissipate,
You can see the colors start to
Take shape. -
Oswald Perez shared a letter in the
Poetry group 7 months, 3 weeks agoRemember, Remember The Month of November
Oswald PerezDear Unsealers…
It’s November 1st. It’s surreal as it’s seventy degrees outside right now.
Sixty days are left in 2024. This month is an eventful one, from Election Day, all the way down to Thanksgiving.
Though it doesn’t feel like November, I wrote my welcome to this month anyway.
Remember, remeber the month of November
60 days left to go in 2024
This month has arrived through the spooky doorHonoring saints, the dearly departed and veterans
A time to give thanks for what we have
And to set the path for the next four yearsWith the last 30 day month here and now
The clock ticks down, the last days of 38
39 is fast approachingWith Croatia and A Poetic Journey in the distance
It’s time plot a forward courseAs there’s time to remember, remember
Before the month of November, gives wayTo the year end’s mad dash, known as December
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Oswald, you are so right that it does not feel like it should be November yet. This month always seems to sneak up on me! Despite the unseasonably warm weather (at least in NC), I always enjoy the opportunity this month brings us for thanking those who have served and those who we are personally grateful for. And you’re right, December will be…read more
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sacred-chapeter shared a letter in the
Poetry group 7 months, 3 weeks agoThis post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.
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Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the
Poetry group 7 months, 3 weeks agoMy Horse Named Bear
Matthew L JablonskyTrotting along,
without a care.
My dearest friend,
My horse named Bear.His hair so black,
It matches the night.
Standing so tall,
In all of his might.If you listen real close,
You can hear him run.
His hooves strike the ground
Like the beat of a drum.I could watch him all day,
I’d stand here and stare.
My dearest friend,
My horse named Bear.I’ve been there for you,
that’s for certain.
But let’s take a look,
behind the curtain.You were there for me,
After I lost my Dad.
You kept me happy,
When my world seemed sad.All of my children
have rode on your saddle.
You helped me raise them,
and that was a battle.Through all of the hard times,
You’ve always been there.
My dearest friend,
My horse named Bear.It’s been so hard,
to see you in pain.
I’ve cried so much,
My tears are like rain.I know in my heart,
What I have to do.
But how on Earth,
Do I say goodbye to you?You’re more than an animal,
You’re more than a pet.
You’re a part of our family,
that we’ll never forget.These years with you,
Have been so great!
But its time for you to go,
to an even better place.And I know one day,
I’ll see you there.
My dearest friend,
My horse named Bear.-Poem written for my mother-in-law, Susan, and her horse, Bear, for his day of passing.
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Matthew, I think it is so amazing that you took the time to write this poem for your mother-in-law. It sounds like Bear was a great horse and an even greater friend, and I can’t imagine the pain she feels at losing him. I hope that the beautiful memories she shared with him, along with the words in this poem, will bring her comfort and peace.…read more
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sacred-chapeter shared a letter in the
Poetry group 7 months, 3 weeks agoThis post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.
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michae1 shared a letter in the
Poetry group 7 months, 3 weeks agoTime well spent
Michael L George jrTime is expensive,
I’m carful who I spend it with.
If I choose to to splurge,
I’ll want to buy some time to
Spend with you.
I have an urge to purge
& surge towards you.
Now I’m submerged in your aroma.
Hot like a sauna.
Had to pause for a second,
Spend a few more minutes,
Then add up the hours we spent.-
Michael, I love the first two lines of your poem: Time is expensive, I’m careful who I spend it with. This is such a beautiful sentiment. Rather than spending our time with people who don’t matter as much to us, we should all focus on “buying” more time with those that do. I also like how you feel “submerged” in the person that you are with during…read more
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michae1 shared a letter in the
Poetry group 7 months, 3 weeks agoHOPE
Michael L George jrHeartfelt for love,
Optimistic about it.
Persuading the scent of it,
Ecstatic! About the expression of this.-
Michael, I love the way you describe the joy of finding new love. When we are able to just focus on our feelings at the beginning, we can find a level of hope and optimism that is harder to reach later on. The excitement of falling in love, though scary, is enough to soften even the hardest of hearts. Thank you for sharing!
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michae1 shared a letter in the
Poetry group 7 months, 3 weeks agoThe Time I've spent
Stepping away from everyone. I’ve
Lost temper, I cope with isolation.
My self destruction, ironically.
Helped me, come to self healing,
Self awareness, & self acceptance.
I choose to live this way,
It’s your choice to partake.
Sometimes our mistakes
Bring us closer, to our destination.
Comming to a crossroad,
These words are put together
For an explanation. Just don’t expect
It not, to come to an end.
With time, comes expiration,
Feelings are outdated.
But can be experienced from time to time
From a memory stored within the mind.
Energy flows through the Crevices
Under the cranium, through
Our central nervous system.
Can be Intensified through meditation,
Practice persistence, not perfection.-
Michael, you are so right that our mistakes can sometimes bring us closer to our destination. Sometimes it takes getting something wrong to figure out what is right. I also agree that we should focus on persistence instead of perfection. We will never reach perfection, but with persistence we can get close. Thank you for sharing!
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michae1 shared a letter in the
Poetry group 7 months, 3 weeks ago{Broken or Broke in}
Michael L George jrI’ve trusted I’ve lusted,
I’ve loved and I’ve lost.
I’m not “Broken” I’m “Broke in”
See the difference?
There’s a separation,
The love I lost helped me lust
The reason I trusted is why I lost.
We “Broke in” because we’re “Broken” -
Atarrius Jacobs, aka, AJ Devon shared a letter in the
Poetry group 7 months, 3 weeks agoThis post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.
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