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by Vivi Sojorhn It is a trepidation to begin To give up the fantasies and commit Because fantasies are the cars I’ve driven Because fantasies are the hopes I held onto Because fantasies got me through When life shut down Because fantasies seemed so much better Than the dangerous path of Choosing the unknown one… Read more
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By Vivi Sojorhn East Texas, hot and steamy, of course.. With judgment of every thread you donned Every ounce you wore upon those bones, as your family died around you. Your clear blue eyes matched the blue bonnets exploding from the hills The lakes remained in your external calm reeling with water moccasins inside.… Read more
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Haibun at The Crossroads By Vivi Sojorhn Her brow draws in too early today even as it seems no different from a week ago. She simply feels temptation arrive at her doorstep as she leaves to shop for cherries and apricots, oats and eggs. Wasn’t there more than chatting to the checkout girl? Her damaged… Read more
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How did you think to make it through blood and war, both with your body and the world? Attitude, Girl! We must have SWAGGER even when the world does not. Then you were faking it? Some would definitely say so. However, I would say that I simply decided. You decided? Yes, I did. Because,… Read more
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Gardens Require Action Haikus 1. I will stand my ground I am a poet and serve words Pen and ink power 2. True gardens growing Involve activations of Our Hearts and Our Souls 3. Freedom means this wild Fury at times, further work Joys that gather us 4. Together prepared Helping disheartened humans Fleas against… Read more
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Read “Keep Hope Alive“ by Kosmicegg Project on Medium: https://medium.com/@kosmicegg777/keep-hope-alive-decead567526 Read more
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CINQUAIN #29 It is Normal for me To sleep much of twenty- Four hours, just not when the moon Giggles Deep in The night my eyes Wide open and my soul Breathes in study for other Sweepings Of old Alchemy that Serves not my life now or I just learned only waters my Garden. Sleepless… Read more
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Cinquain #25 Other than The Datsun (how old Am I?) my step-mom generously loaned On college weekends to coach my step-brother On jazz While I Drove him to his Weird father’s house (turned out not So weird as I read his books on TAROT left Behind and They informed my life) Not counting that, my… Read more
