Acceptance Poems
False Insanity
by Somali Mukherjee
No need to hurry;
No need to hustle;
The waves do carry
Our each sandcastle.
Life contains a measured beat;
We need to accept all;
Freedom has a deep seat,
As we're given the call.
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The Best Moment
by Somali Mukherjee
The moment we do
Perceive that we’re imperfect,
We try to succeed.
Blues and Greens
by C Duggan
The sun falls,
And night begins,
Blue irises enthrall,
The eyes of my kin.
I never shared that ocean,
I was always miles behind,
always reachin',
never could unwind.
My eyes of grass,
On a summer's day,
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The Rawness of Denial- 1620-2025
by Jim Kelly
I speak to those in denial, whether by innocence or intention.
Denial is like an open, raw infection from a 1620s human cargo sailing ship.
The rawness of Americans’ skin was never treated, and the wound never healed.
Our collective and institutional ancestry suffers from this denial.
An untreated wound poisons all of our veins.*
Acceptance
Acknowledgment
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Dry on This Hill
by Darris van-Hoxen
Your neon drip,
I must admit,
minds me whinging,
of your bleach singeing
Call it free, you,
I'll say it's a fine tree, too,
lost in your sauce,
highlighted memes, an anime cross
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Trockne keine Tränen
by Mario Odekerken
Lass sie fallen,
als ob die Erde
sie braucht,
um zu atmen.
Jeder Tropfen
trägt hinweg,
was du nicht
in deinen Händen halten kannst.
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Don't dry your tears
by Mario Odekerken
Don't dry your tears,
let them fall,
as if the earth
needs them
to breathe.
Each drop
carries away
what you cannot
hold in your hands.
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Droog geen tranen
by Mario Odekerken
Droog geen tranen,
laat ze vallen
alsof de aarde
ze nodig heeft
om te ademen.
Elke druppel
draagt iets weg
wat je niet
in je handen kunt houden.
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The Rawness of Denial- 1620-2025
by Jim Kelly
I speak to those in denial, whether by innocence or intention.
Denial is like an open, raw infection from a 1620s human cargo sailing ship.
The rawness of Americans’ skin was never treated, and the wound never healed.
Our collective and institutional ancestry suffers from this denial.
An untreated wound poisons all of our veins.*
Acceptance
Acknowledgment
......
Dry on This Hill
by Darris van-Hoxen
Your neon drip,
I must admit,
minds me whinging,
of your bleach singeing
Call it free, you,
I'll say it's a fine tree, too,
lost in your sauce,
highlighted memes, an anime cross
......
