This isn’t a competition.

There is room for more than one.

Actually, there’s room for everyone.

°

You are creating the lack

in your imagination.

Remember the loaves and fishes?

If we share,

there is always enough.

4/30/26

You are very much in my thoughts

and meditations…

You are one of the reasons I started

writing poetry again…

You are one of the best people

I ever knew…

I love you…

<#3

Free Spirits: The Standard [OO7]

Ghost riding the night
black car sky of stars
streetlights beneath nights

a consciousness of darkness

revolutions of evolutions

within wombs of nothingness
versed in search for birth
embarkations of ink formations
beheld in unfolding held

in eyes of beholders born to be bold
born to be storms

far outside the forms

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Words are magic.

We use them flippantly,

Without realizing their power.

°

Power lies within

the word.

How is there power within words?

Because of what is hidden

deep inside.

°

The meaning,

feeling,

and intent,

are wrapped up in the word.

°

They are a cloak

that we can recognize.

They are a disguise for

the true essence

underneath.

4/29/26

Writer’s Shock: Pennants of the Present

You were genuinely shocked to see

of the pure of heart
of which you are

You are truly a knight in my sight

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On That Day

his machine heart came to rest

she listened with an ear to his chest

room of lovers to tomb of lover in breadth of breath

with time…

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Lover’s Relief

Whirling ink blot across radar

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Am I falling behind?

Sometimes it feels that way.

Maybe I just need to unwind,

discover more ways to play.

°

Sometimes the pressure

sneaks up on me—

before I know it,

it’s there.

This is when I need to “just be”

before life becomes more than I can bear.

4/28/26

StarShips of Thought

Canals opening to ships sails

others a seeming dream

of detached shadows

observing the scenes
dream in a web of dreams
beam in light projected beams

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May your fires always burn with yearning to learn

May your smile shine when twisting paths turn
And you are tested to see if you are bested
May every crooked path be made straight by faith

Let cleansing rains infuse into tears of joy
May you always honor the choice of the inner voice
And every day find your way more and more in…

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Spend time with nothing.

Spend time doing nothing.

Our fear of laziness

prevents us from accomplishing

something out of nothing.

There is more potential in doing nothing

than in doing something.

Something comes from nothing.

Without nothing,

there would be nothing.

Because of nothing—

we have something.

We shouldn’t be so quick to…

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Look towards the sky.

The heavens declare the wonders of the universe.

If you gaze long enough,

you will find yourself in the stars.

If you listen long enough,

you will understand the ways of the moon.

If you reflect long enough,

you will see your light in the radiance of the sun.

°

From a certain perspective,

this world can make you…

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Are you

a friend

or foe?

I still don’t know.

°

Should I trust you

or not?

What if

you’re all I’ve got?

°

I’m not sure

what to think anymore.

Should I still

be keeping score?

°

If I learn

to release?

Will I find

some peace?

°

If I let go?

Will it help me

to grow?

4/25/26

A Love Poem

A place in the heart a space in the heart

even after aeons of waves agains stone

still believe in soul mates and fate

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What you call delusional,

I call confidence.

What you call crazy,

I call freedom.

°

I know I challenge

your long held assumptions.

It’s not out of malice;

it’s simply my nature.

°

You might think I’m sadistic;

that I enjoy watching you squirm.

When the truth is:

I’d love to relieve you of your discomfort.

°

I don’t long to see you veer off…

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Dreamers Anonymous: The Dreamer Collective

The dreamer-collective enter the room

exchanging greetings of the meetings
deepest embrace face shining upon face

filling each chair fully present and there

conductor beginning with a prayer
circulating the circuit of the circle
coming alive having only one side
the awakening of a heavenly hive

the first…

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Life/Death & Paradoxes

[you got no heart and soul!]

I said
to an educated person

who then tried to gaslight me

a response of silence

I was looking for brevity

and that is what I found
indeed such things lead

to aphorisms and neologisms
- soulempty -
I rather like that one indeed
there is also the concept

of the reptilian

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I’m not sure what to say.

Can I make it all just go away?

Am I just a fool in her folly?

If I try will I be sorry?

I’m not sure what to do.

Should I put my trust in you?

Or should I listen to sense,

before things get too intense?

I want to persist, be rid of my doubt,

but sometimes I fear my luck will run out.

°

I wish I could come to some…

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There is always more,

more to the story.

You may see the tip of the iceberg,

yet there is always more

beneath the water.

°

We can make every effort

to relay all the pieces,

to be precise,

but still—

something is missing.

°

Can we ever know

the story in its fullness?

We can feel it,

but never truly know it.

Not much of a loss—

Feeling is more…

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Ode 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 amazement

meeting place of time space and daze of grace
culmination of a life exacting ink
extracting…

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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

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 for the chance to be - chance to see

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Always: Mom by Pablo Cipher_O Martinez

Love goes all the way

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Always: Dad

A good father is worth all the gold in Egypt

and how to listen

how to love

how to inspire his son to forever fight

these the last…

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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

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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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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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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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

________________________

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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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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NWP NaPo Announcement

Greetings everyone..!

This writing festival is goin so good…

I been havin a profound experience…

I feel the power of all of your writing…

It is beautiful that you exist in the world…

I wanted to take a moment and do a mid

festival poem count:

Kathy: 2 poems

Morganna: 23 poems

Kristeen: 13 poems

Tina: 7 poems

Kristina: 14 poems…

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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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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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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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In a Corner of Apparent Insignificance by Josh Bond

Somewhere, in a corner of

apparent insignificance
I found a piece of honey comb
stuck at the bottom of an old jar

reminded me of the generosity
often hidden in small events
popping into life unexpected
with secret serendipity

signals of a whole other universe
just a hair's breadth away…

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I’m so high.

You should see the view

from here.

Just like a dream,

but this is my

reality.

Everything is beautiful,

Everything is meaningful.

Everything is crystal clear,

When I’m high above the fear.

Everything makes sense to me,

When I’m high enough to see.

4/12/26

What if it’s better

than we thought?

What if the tears

were worth it?

°

Could we be wrong

about what we are sure of?

What if it isn’t

as bad as we think?

°

What if we can do more

than we ever thought possible?

Could our foolish faith

prove to be true?

°

Are we so certain

our childhood fantasies

were fantasy?

°

What if there’s more

than we dreamed…

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I found myself walking

down a trail in the woods.

Moonlight spilled across my path

lighting the way.

Unsure of my destination—

but something told me I was headed

in the right direction.

I didn’t know where I was,

only that I was getting closer

to where I was going.

Darkness surrounded me,

but the moonlight

was my guide.

As I traveled…

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Gift in the Gap by Josh Bond

A popular way to beat myself up

hides in the apparently harmless 
concept of an 'unlived life'
◊ plenty of roads-not-taken
◊ decisions-not-made
◊ opportunities missed
◊ potential-not-achieved
all in a bitter nutshell 
which holds more than 
enough to make me feel 
◊ inept
◊ stupid
◊ awkward
◊◊◊ a failed human…

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Recipe for a Real Source by Josh Bond

A pinch of awareness
a dollop of humility
three table-spoons of courage
and half a pint of perseverance
mix all four ingredients 
until readily assimilated
and heat until hot 
enough to touch briefly 
without getting burnt

the source is now ready 
— which begs the question —
what does it mean to be…

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NaPo Award:

I have been looking at awards for your participation in NWP NaPo..

I was originally going to get certificates for yall...

But I have decided to do something special for this first group...

I am truly impressed by all of you...

To be honest, I genuinely thought all was lost...

That I would be doing NaPo by myself...

I was like encircled…

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If I ascend,

will you feel hollow?

If I go ahead

will you try to follow?

Can you have peace of mind,

if I leave you behind?

Or will you be tempted to wallow?

4/9/26

Peeks slowly over the trees

Promise of the day ahead

In a stealthy secret breeze

Silver and gold transfix the sky

Atmospheric moment between two minds

Stable or kinetic?

Slumber or frenetic?

Suggest to sleep in or should I Carpe diem?

Covers call in early cold

Barefoot steps to coffee bold

Writing helps or so I’m told

But I gotta move…

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