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Walter posted an update 4 months ago
22/30 The Hour That Didn’t Haunt Me
Rewriting Memory
I don’t quite recall the trinket, the memento
The ornament we had agreed to exchange
I remember the call from the night before
I recall how overnight everything felt strange
I remember the disappointment, the distress
How everything built up so quickly had changed
How in those last…
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Josh posted an update 4 months ago
Lucky to Come Out Alive
all humans have a soul,
I trust, though some souls seem to go missing, somehow some humans are more soulful than others which means that other humans are more soulempty than some recognising a soulful human — or identifying a soulempty one — is straight forward, if you know what to look for the soulful ones are —… -
Kristeen posted an update in the studio
4 months agoCompetition 4 months agoYour scent lingers on the bed where you left a lie.
The words sting at my eyes.
Standing over the railway. The track of the life on which my train travels, watching each swing, sledgehammering and building a foundation only to realize we are not on the same track you built a switch line to somewhere else and i disnt look far enough ahead to…
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Pablo posted an update in the studio
4 months agoThe NWP NaPoWriMo Writing Festival 4 months agoOde to Joy by Pablo Cipher_O Martinez
It is the face of the place that all roads lead, indeed
deconstructed to the structure of the individual
being of the physical having an experience of the spiritual
arrays of ways at maze end awe and amazementmeeting place of time space and daze of grace
culmination of a life exacting ink
extracting…- View more comments
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Pablo posted an update in the studio
4 months agoThe NWP NaPoWriMo Writing Festival 4 months agoGreetings everyone…
Here is a poem count with a week to go..!
Kristeen 16 poems
Kristina 21 poems
Wally 21 poems
Pablo 21 poems
Morganna 23 poems
Kathy 5 poems
Jackie 9 poems
Tina 8 poems
We are really doin good…
Kristeen, get that keyboard smokin pronto..:)
Jackie is taking a mental health break and may not finish…
Tina…
Love your poetry hope…
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Pablo posted an update in the studio
4 months agoThe NWP NaPoWriMo Writing Festival 4 months agoA New Trick
Recognition of skullduggery
death rattle reminder of battle
formations inside of indoctrinationsinside individual formations
most a host of preconceived notions
informed by names all the same
knowing the way to get their way
on the basis of incomplete gnosis
I will not stand and listen to this
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Pablo posted an update in the studio
4 months agoThe NWP NaPoWriMo Writing Festival 4 months agoRite of Dark & Light by Pablo Cipher_O Martinez
A swirling collective of ancestral mystery
partially illuminated by spoken history
mostly occulted in dark skies with lunar sliverdrifting shifting across the unconscious
encountered in hours of the sharpest shiver
pieces of the unconscious going conscious
sinking into thinking shifting into…- View more comments
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Pablo posted an update in the studio
4 months ago (edited)The NWP NaPoWriMo Writing Festival 4 months agoNatural Born Poets Pablo Cipher_O Martinez
We were born in the wrong dimension
all poets belong
in the ensuing song of ascension
beyond right and wrong
rightfully going beyond what most fear to mentionall for the chance to be - chance to see
a righteous reality
as every reality is rightly and verily
a manifestation
inside of a vessel of…- View more comments
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Pablo posted an update in the studio
4 months agoThe NWP NaPoWriMo Writing Festival 4 months agoAlways: Mom by Pablo Cipher_O Martinez
Love goes all the way
apex of the town sledding hill
a white ocean of motion
everyone riding rogue inside guidelines
dream light overcast filter
setting up the sled on a slow motion timeline
from a dead stop to movement
gradual begrudging over the edge with a nudge
over the edge it doesn’t take much
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Pablo posted an update in the studio
4 months ago (edited)The NWP NaPoWriMo Writing Festival 4 months agoAlways: Dad
A good father is worth all the gold in Egypt
womb light of memory fills the room
always in the belly of the beast
there was my dad
somehow understanding
he wouldn’t miss it for the world
no matter the obstacle
he was there
always knowing what to sayand how to listen
how to love
how to inspire his son to forever fight
these the last…
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Kristina posted an update in the studio
4 months agoThe NWP NaPoWriMo Writing Festival 4 months agoRead Between the Lines
Can you handle it when the switch is flipped?
Are you ready?
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Get ready, because it’s coming.
You will see faster than you can imagine.
You will hear it very quickly.
You will comprehend in no time.
You will understand things
you didn’t think were possible.
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And then, you will go further
than you can conceive in this moment.
4/21/26
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Walter posted an update 4 months ago
21/30 Nothing Gets Lost Here
Rewriting Memory
It was the last performance of the season
In fact, it was the last one of a short career
So every note I played and every step I took
I made sure to enjoy along with my peers
I can still hear the music like an echo
I can still see their faces along with smiles
We were a tight group filled with honor…
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Josh posted an update 4 months ago
One Bright Moment
Finally, in a moment of self-forgiveness that's how my heart returned to me the story of 'what happened' disappeared left the present moment bright and free the horizontal line contracted to a point exploded in a flash to vertical plumbed the depths in and out to God making the One connection viable the mortal race of… -
Kristina posted an update in the studio
4 months agoThe NWP NaPoWriMo Writing Festival 4 months agoHighs and Lows
Clarity is beautiful,
being able to move forward without fear
but sometimes I get confused.
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Empowerment is like a drug,
like I can face any problem head on,
but sometimes I feel weak.
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Feeling energized is euphoric;
I feel like I can fly,
but sometimes I feel exhausted.
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There is no constant.
There are ups and downs,
highs and lows,
ebbs and…
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Walter posted an update 4 months ago
20/30 The Day I Didn’t Disappear
Rewriting Memory
Amidst the smoke and mirrors I now see clearer
Our paths were meant to cross, connect and intertwine
The image of what once far somehow seems nearer
In echoes and reflections of what left behind
But that was me back then as I remember when
I tried my best not to be noticed I’d even hide
And yet those…
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Josh posted an update 4 months ago
4 months ago (edited)
An Old Trick
When after many years of loyal
support and acceptance of her quirks and oddities and foibles jumping through all the hoops responding to every vagary and whim squeezing myself into the straightjacket she'd forged assuming she owned me — like someone might own a dog they’ve trained as a puppy and expect it to remain loyal…
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Kristina posted an update in the studio
4 months agoThe NWP NaPoWriMo Writing Festival 4 months agoDone
I’m done.
I don’t need this anymore.
I’m opening my hand;
I’m releasing it.
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It’s not giving me—
what I want,
what I need,
what I deserve.
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I am more than this.
I don’t have to eat crumbs.
I can do what’s never been done.
I can float above the clouds.
I can master my mind now.
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Something higher is guiding me.
This isn’t who I’m cursed to be.
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I…
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Walter posted an update 4 months ago
19/30 The Words That Didn’t Break Us
Rewriting Memory
I knew it was going to be a really long day
But Cupid had already started working his shift
And though there was a team goal to achieve that day
It was a real surprise to be receiving this gift
And yet again, in my confusion I went along with it
When I was young, I’d try it if I had the chance
The…
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Kristeen posted an update 4 months ago
“Stop twirling your hair, you goofball.” I heard it but what does it mean?
Its my hair.
A 1000 bricks to build a house, doesnt seem like enough. The math isnt there. Maybe im trying to pull the answers that are twisted around from my brain and bring to the finger a cogigated answer.
The light is sourced from the strands pulled from the head of…
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Josh posted an update 4 months ago
A Long Story
It started with a small event
I traced it back around the bend of that knotted thread of feeling exhausted by trauma strain and pain announcing their presence screaming without sound one glance at the unnerving selfie imprinted in my heart and decades later on this day I feel my childhood torn apart the journey to…
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