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I Run (A Poem & A Picture)

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I Run

I run into the rising sun

For hope & truth & good, I run

Through dampened clover kissed by dew

By weeping willows without a clue

 

O’er hills of heather and dunes of sand

Through paradise and no-man’s land

By babbling brooks and babbling men

Against the grain, against the wind

 

Snarled lips hiss, “It can’t be done.”

To them I whisper, “That’s why I run.”

The Fountain of Youth (A Poem & A Picture)

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The fountain of youth is a murky pond
Fed by deep springs of optimism
Where no one dares to swim
Doubting toes splash at the shoreline
Mouths turned down like fingernail moons
A nervous frog leaps,
we run
Still, the ripple marks the flesh.

Let’s Get this PaRtY Started! (A Poem & A Picture) NPM 2018 Baby!

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Above the Noise

by Janna Hill

Above the noise

I hear your voice

With an oh so mellow

crack

Where sunbeams rain

Through nicotine stains

That remind me of your

laugh

… and I miss you.

 

It’s that time of year again…

And here we are–the same bat time, same bat channel as last year.

April is National Poetry Month/NPM. Whether you read my poetry or that of someone else, I only ask that you read; expand your horizons. Poetry is not only for scholars or ‘esteemed’ individuals – it is for everyone!!