Greetings 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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A New Trick

Recognition of skullduggery

death rattle reminder of battle 
formations inside of indoctrinations 
inside 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 
perfectly fine for a time in a snow drift 

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Rite 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 sliver 
drifting shifting across the unconscious 
encountered in hours of the sharpest shiver 
pieces of the unconscious going conscious
sinking into thinking shifting into…

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Natural 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 mention 

all 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…

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Always: 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 say 
and how to listen 
how to love
how to inspire his son to forever fight 

these the last…

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Read Between the Lines

Can you handle it when the switch is flipped?

Are you ready?

°

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.

°

And then, you will go further

than you can conceive in this moment.

4/21/26

Highs and Lows

Clarity is beautiful,

being able to move forward without fear

but sometimes I get confused.

°

Empowerment is like a drug,

like I can face any problem head on,

but sometimes I feel weak.

°

Feeling energized is euphoric;

I feel like I can fly,

but sometimes I feel exhausted.

°

There is no constant.

There are ups and downs,

highs and lows,

ebbs and…

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Done

I’m done.

I don’t need this anymore.

I’m opening my hand;

I’m releasing it.

°

It’s not giving me—

what I want,

what I need,

what I deserve.

°

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.

°

Something higher is guiding me.

This isn’t who I’m cursed to be.

°

I…

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Should I Stay or Should I Go?

I could stay in place,

never moving forward—

safe,

fully intact,

the me I have always been.

°

Never confronting myself,

my environment,

my reality.

°

Or I could take a risk.

Take a step in a different direction;

litter my path

with pieces of myself

I no longer need.

I can see her in the distance—

a vision of myself

beckoning to…

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At Ease

Look around.

What do you see?

Can you feel the magic

swirling around me?

°

The night was long,

but the day has come.

We can relax now;

the war is won.

°

We’ve lived on the edge

between two realities.

But now we can unwind

and let ourselves be at ease.

4/17/26

Just Give Me a Minute by Josh Bond 

I'm living with something that isn't there
a most mysterious nothing
a construct of my earthbound mind,
unique in the Milky Way

although it is neither here nor there
nor does it exist at all,
it's giving me the hardest time
demanding my life and my money

it latches onto my mind each day
makes my waking…

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When I Die by Josh Bond

When I die,

I will be quite 
happy to leave 
behind the weight 
of gravity and I hope 
to regain the clear blue 
eyes I had as a child, lost 
into dullness some-
where around 
the age of 
seven

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Immortal Beloveds by Pablo Cipher_O Martinez

Meeting, every time

through –

clear blue eyes

of

innocence. Later…

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The Sacred Gift of Life by Josh Bond 

For years and decades as long and far 
as my distant memory will stretch
I've survived under the thumb of an odd belief 
ruled by a crooked conviction 
— felt so true to me at the time —
like a holy motto picked 
from the pockets of the fates
a personal mantra played on repeat 
of a prophecy I was forced to…

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20/20 Vision

What do you see when you look at me?

Do you see my body?

Do you see my scars?

Or can you see me,

who I truly am—

something more than this physical container?

Can you see the light bursting out of me?

Can you sense the spirit beneath my skin?

Can you feel the energy lifting you upward?

Or the love encouraging you to go within?

How precise are…

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The Adventure

This moment is everything.

It contains everything that was, is, and will be.

I am in this moment.

I am able to tap into infinite potential.

Because this moment is everything.

°

There is no time, no space, no limit, no restriction.

Infinite possibility, everything in its entirety.

We have access to all there was, is, and will be.

°

What will…

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Inner Demons

Is casting out our demons the answer?

Is there no reconciliation?

What if we’ve misjudged them?

Are they really the villains we made them out to be?

What about their backstory?

What if we offered love and compassion instead of judgment and condemnation?

Do they continue to haunt us because they’ve been exiled?

What if we gave them a seat…

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Day of Reckoning

You always kept me at arm’s length.

Did you sense I wasn’t easy to train?

I was tempted to feel left out,

but I knew it was better to refrain.

Sometimes I wondered how you compelled them,

why they chose to give you free rein?

Being part of the “in crowd” is alluring,

but it was nothing you could permanently sustain.

You had a way of…

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Before the Supperbell Rings by Josh Bond

Wait not until the wild 

tiger takes you over
but let yourself run free
before the supperbell rings
drift no more through the fog
of wondrous plots tangled
in their contrivances
hold on to the pitch of your story
so the rubber bullets cannot reach you
nor the ones you love
the starwheels of fortune 
may…

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