Pressure
she sits on the sea’s floor
shaped by the world
above it–changed forever.
the workers of ancient
tongues sift through
her words, chanting
their dismissals.
the pressure from centuries
ago labels her again
and again.
is this the chosen path
home or not?
The Brave Girl Knoweth Not
enchanting winds sway
over the clandestine clouds
she speaks of hard times
the chosen few laugh
behind her back, valleys shift
to the hills of life
brave girl knoweth not
of love or impending storms
she prepares for pain
Good Dog
good dog sleeps alone
savors the sunlight of morn
drifting into dreams
human loves her more each day
Mother Nature gifts them peace
Winter Knocks But Isn’t Allowed Entry
Temperatures tank throughout
the day, mimicking winter blues.
We shuffle along in life, wrapping
our bodies in extra clothing.
We are layered for bitter chill,
the calm of every storm spits
in our direction–we war
our way through the hell of it.
A long walk lends frostbite to
the limbs–we shake ourselves
into warmth–turn the thermostat
up, shoot fire into the bones.
Winter knocks. It is premature.
We howl at its presence–fangs
sharp enough to slice through
hardened flesh.
We are not ready. We are not ready.
Forgotten Words
We aren’t the warriors
of the past. We have
different methods–different ways,
but we still work words
the way the ancestors intended.
What we say can
be misconstrued, but what we
mean, never is.
~~~
A North Carolina writer, Tremaine L. Loadholt has been published in literary journals, anthologies, and magazines, and published three poetry books: Pinwheels and Hula Hoops, Dusting for Fingerprints, and A New Kind of Down. Her artistic expressions are at A Cornered Gurl and Medium. This is Tremaine’s first feature on The Short of It.
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Dear Susi. The poetry was wonderful.
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I loved trE’s writing. I especially appreciate the last two poems, Winter Knocks But Isn’t Allowed Entry and Forgotten Words. Thanks, Susi, for featuring her poetry.
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I look forward to Friday’s every week! So happy you enjoyed them, Ali!
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Thank you so much, Ali! I’m glad you enjoyed the work! 🙏🏾💙
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These are exquisite expressions indeed!
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Thank you, Mags!
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You’re most welcome!
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Great to see trE’s work featured here.
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I loved these trE. A lovely selection, well done!
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A lovely selection trE. Well done indeed!
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Thank you, Peter!
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Excellent heartfelt words
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Loving the opening poem! What amazing imagery and emotion.
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Thank you so much for reading!
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Love these poems and their variety.
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Thank you!
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Reblogged this on A Cornered Gurl and commented:
Many thanks to Susi Bocks for accepting these five micropoems. I am happy to be included in The Short of It. I hope you will visit the original post to like, and to possibly leave a comment.
Peace and blessings!
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