a Tribute to every Veteran

  a white blanket of sand at the edge of the big muddylike a pale face of a thousand lives long since moved onwind blows the adagio maiden grass wildly on windy edgebright yellow cotton trees and willows call to the white ripplesreaching toward the cerulean firmaments and its sunny kissesdoe with young fawns eat […]

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Robins Foraging and Memories

slicing my feet with memories sticking between my tiny toescold earth with her crackling leaves of brown and redstuck in cotton and tobacco fields with memories he knows leaves dancing in the sun while moist soil summons the birdseating worms drowning in the water beneath the coversame place you unearthed me, shaking, no ears for […]

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Striking Soldier

  (one minute read) dark the liner underneath her emerald green eyessorted whispers exchanged in a smoke-filled hollowcloaked in sadness, she journeys to the bar that floats in the airwalls of black notes isolate reality in a bluesy canvasmoney cannot buy her escape, not this earthy eveningstirring within her nose, the sting of hospital air […]

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Joni Jazz – Head Down Low

When I was a little girl, my parents encouraged me to sing. When they would drink a bit but still be able to function, they would take me to a building in Fayetteville, NC. I was in third grade. I had written lots of simple songs that were similar to those on the radio. Country […]

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Climbing Trees

Sweat oozed from my pores as I ran toward the barnSand spurs stung the bottoms of my fleeing feetAs I sprinted wildly toward Margie’s southern farmI prayed my drunk daddy would do me no harm In the woods, I had played with dollies and climbed treesThe big three, one with a treehouse I had visited […]

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Making Eggs

Tied up, beat up, washcloth stuffed into her bruised mouthTwo legs and two arms tied to bedposts in a messy fashionMuffled screams came from their room quite a frightful sightHow was I to tell my mom a normal, love you, and good night Why didn’t he just shut the door and save me from this […]

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Red Tide

winds pound through bent treesroots cling tight to sandy groundgust bring sounds of ghosts dead lie the soldiersbattle of fort fisher lostblood soaked the white shore Haiku by Joni 12/26/19 In North Carolina, Fort Fisher was a Confederate fort that protected the trading routes at the port at Wilmington. The Union captured it in 1865. […]

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Once Treeless

Paralyzed by emotions, dismal visions haunt my eye’s memoryFaces in plates, probing hands of strangers, and the smell of pee.Fairy letters under wet pillow laid, hoping they will set me free. A veil of melancholy wraps me like a cocoon as dread is calling.Our neighbor plucks buckshot from the leg, her husband’s shot.The smell of […]

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Slowly Cracking

Oh unholy time, save me from that which creepeth all too near,Enclose me not into a world, to wait in turn decay.For it is the sticky spiders’ web, my untimely senses do fear.Upon a Lilly pad afloat I wish to lie, until another day.From all, and all from me, sharing only nature’s sweetish kiss.Adorned butterflies […]

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The Lonely Sailor (Part 2)

For Part One click here (Reading time for Part 2 is 6 minutes and 19 seconds) Conscious of the thin sea mist that was clinging to my body, I licked my lips, tasting a hint of salt. My big browns were taking in an exciting array of individuals walking around the boardwalk. Among the men, […]

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