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Deeply Green Day

deeply green day, kept before summer yields her reign,  pressed, bottled, to sip. — ava wood

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equinox

Today marks the vernal equinox and first day of spring—a beloved time of year. Perhaps because my birthday comes along with the season, the arrival of springtime happenings (greenness, jonquils,...

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Re:versed, Again

dazed by days of prose april comes showering poems state reversed by verse Poem, Day 1 Originally posted on 4 April 2013 Today is the first day of National Poetry Month! In fact, this April marks the...

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Passage

Poem, Day 3 Nearly ran out of time today, so I’m re-blogging this poem titled “Passage” from 2014. Enjoy! valaida Never feels quite right Too long bundled and uptight, like a Nubian entombed or...

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Everything

Poem, Day 4 Give it a real go. Give it everything you got. And give it some time. ava wood ♦ This month, on April 27, I’ll mark nine years since the idea for the Giving Back Project seized upon me...

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one and twenty days

one and twenty days thoughts tick mercilessly mocking my mind unceasingly each hour searches increasingly minutes second-guess me so easily every trace of time misses you. ava wood Poem, Day 5 What a...

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Alter-Ego

Poem, Day 25 my alter-ego: at times valaida wouldn’t,  ergo ava wood. 

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the second one

Pretend unknowing of the original sin is the second one. ava wood The other day I visited one of the few slave-era cemeteries of African-descent people in Charlotte. Known as the McCoy Slave Cemetery,...

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Blue Sky

March, fickle, left last night. She blew a kiss and was gone. I’ll love her still though   — ava wood   (And ya know what that means…National Poetry Month is here  :~) Poem, Day 1

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Springtime

Poem, Day 2

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