Words and Flags Poetry

unable

my classifications,
dogmatizations
clutter the space on this table...
I am unable
to reach you.
I'm sorry.

Labels: clutter, grace

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I am a person who writes poems. I stand and wave words above me like flags, hoping that someone will take notice of what I proclaim.

These poems are the place where my contemplation meets the culture I live in. They are my laments, rants, apologies, and celebrations. They are the groans and sighs I make along with all of creation, as we await the coming rain.

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await baby books breathe broken city clutter craft create cry culture earth equality free friendship garden gender equality generations girl grace grey growth haiku half truth. history home inclusion inspiration journey justice lament life listen love motherhood peace prayer rain remember restore see sister solidarity song story tree wayward wilderness words write

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