The Folded Poems

One day I decided to write a poem a day. I called it "The Folded Poems" because I pretended finding them under a chair written on the folded pieces of paper. The only criteria for the poems to be, was my own endorsement. I was the judge. If it "sounded" right, I kept it. Keeping with the pace, though, was not easy. Here I am posting them up to date. I am still writing, but not necessarily every day.

Sunday, February 11, 2018

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there are days when painting is a divine call and days when i paint to assert myself either it is between me and god or between me and I ...
Friday, February 9, 2018

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unshared part of me is catching up with me like shadow that i cannot cast away when i invite my friend to share time with me unshared p...

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my therapist observes that i escape from real to imagined while taking place in my imagination he sits across a prayer rug from me and loo...

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in the boat of life in the river of life life rocks rocks in the boat of life in the lifeboat in the boat of rocks in the river of life l...
Tuesday, February 6, 2018

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awesome to be able and easy with group chat awesome to be able to dissolve without a remainder awesome to become a flood not a part of a ...
Monday, February 5, 2018

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where is that place where every eye long lashes like my dear lord forever dead? dew runs through temple dropping on the floor the hour is...

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Today i fly over the sea too loose newfound ground two nights high brow oversees the tear in my eye eyes tear space apart the sun that sl...
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