Tag Archives: 31 years old
856 [24 February 2012]
If there ever was a me, then surely there must have been a you. Crossing through time as we do, how many times did we meet, and how many where I was unknowing of you? There will be a time … Continue reading
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855 Far Less Yet Still [08 February 2012]
I do not die every night waiting for you, most days I get along fine without you. But some days I do die painful, horrible, loneliness clawing inside, tearing the edges of my solitude. With a fierce determination I think … Continue reading
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854 [10 January 2012]
in the heart of me I wish to burn engulfed in flames of a fire so bright the rest of the world seems so dark and all I see is you at the center of it all © Johanna Fugitt … Continue reading
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853 Reaching. . . [09 November 2011]
The gaping cavern in my chest is hidden from unknowing eyes. Mine seek yours everywhere I go. Should they find what is sought, would I be made whole? The possibility exists, I may be whole already. Still, it is my … Continue reading
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852 A Fine Vintage [15 August 2011]
Words no longer flow like they used to, Stoppered up like a fine wine Waiting to mature before pouring out, Sluicing into a fine crystal glass. These letters and spaces are tempered By years that pass, Soaking up the taste … Continue reading
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851 [11 April 2011]
Poet’s note: I started this one intending to be something called “lyric” but it turned into something else. I remember. Love seemed so incredible and magical. Love was true and possible. Love was a bond between two of the … Continue reading
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850 Revolution (an attempt at a quattrain) [10 April 2011]
Shots echo, rockets destroy, instinctive hearts wish to run. But for love of free words and country, harden fear around a gun. © Johanna Fugitt 2017
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849 a haiku (5,7,5) [09 April 2011]
Bright sunlight glowing jewels of morning dew shine foal’s first steps on earth © Johanna Fugitt 2017
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848 Instinct [08 April 2011]
Tense foreboding, muscle primed for action, fear knows not what makes it run only that it must. © Johanna Fugitt 2017
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847 The Way of the Drum [07 April 2011]
Thunder collaborates with human hands, to create song and rhythm a reflection of the pulse beating in all life. © Johanna Fugitt 2017
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Song in the Silence 