Malachy Moran

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Today is the last day to submit for @onlypoemsmag.bsky.social
poem of the month. This month's theme is "Haunted"

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I never really wanted to grow up
To be a part of the adult world
Didn't really want to cross over
to make such a dramatic change
was happy in the proximity of childhood
without those foolish cares of adults
but forced to conform
take on adult ways

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I was born
under a bad sign
with a hex
upon my name
even before then—
a cursed contract
entered into
at conception

so if I come across
a wee bit witchy,
or howl, just a little
at Selene
please
make exception
for the terms &
conditions
that bind me
eternally

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I was born under a
gloom of being a risk
to my mothers life,
to a mother who
wanted a different
child,
in a family that had found
its mark,
only to become a story of burden,
a tale of woe,
the child to forget
if possible

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I was born under a ________

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So many summer evenings spent
With backyard games and fireflies
Dance flashlight puppets on a tent
Neighborhood kids and starry skies

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Never know which goodbye might be the last
When the friendship will fade into the past
Preserve the moment with laughter and fun
Take a mental picture replay when done

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Wrote this one a long time ago, but it fits, I think?

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Mind with frayed ending
Word sense is bending
Illness, lack of sleep
Makes normal thoughts cheap

Today's #poetry #prompt:

I have been obsessed with mold, rot, and decay. Write me a poem that is falling apart.

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America

The dream
The concept
America of promise
America of acceptance
Compromise shunned
The dream not real, fading
Truth rejected for lies
Power corrupted
History ignored, twisted
Good people fight on
Humanity may yet win
Still hope remains

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faded memories
along the rocky coast
playing in tide pools
anemones waving
hermit crab walking
sea star bright & slow
gulls crying above
waves crashing against long stone benches reaching from the cliffs
where footprints worn by ancient ancestors
greeted my toes like old friends

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Rattles of stained glass
As rushing air passes
From door slammed shut
Amidst curses that cut
This sturdy oak door
Guarding threshold for
Chateau over a century
As a solid humble sentry
Calmly witnesses goodbyes
Knowing closing implies
It can
Also
Open

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Today's #poetry #prompt:

Last day in America. Write me a poem about departures and goodbyes.

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A meal at Grandma's
Sliced bread piled high
So much food
Filled me, happy sighs
Only problem
Where to start?
Ah! Beef and noodles
Mashed potatoes too
Oodles and oodles
Fried chicken so good
Love of life
My grandma was the best
Heart that loved
Truly lived
Not to mention all those kids!

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Oracle card via Shea Pila YouTube channel THE GOLDEN THREAD Depicts a human finding a sparkling gold river with an oval silver gold rainbow and golden sphere at its center top raining golden threads

Without fail I remember all
~ Feather-lite ~
Muses
Warming
M’Heart
Saving
M’Soul
Hushed
Tones calling. All my ghosts fall
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Today's #poetry #prompt:

Fetch me a long faded memory.

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dark windows all my ghosts have pitch black eyes shadowy voids where light should be they grip my arms and hold my head forcing me to look backwards towards graveyard regrets and empty chairs on peeling porches their icy incomplete whispers come from the north and chill me to the marrow i know you are gone but i still sit next to your memory the wind catches the rocking chair and i try to pretend its you but the evening shadows are far too strong for your light to remain i sit in the sighing sundown and wait for the morning that always takes too long to arrive.

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All my ghosts
have names
and crimes
they have committed,
they haunt me
in my memories-
reminding
me what’s
taken

All my ghosts have smiles
They know the answer and the truth
They show no willingness to reveal
The arrogant folly of our youth

In dreams they wait by the seaside quay
With glass in hand and an empty chair
For one day, i don't care when
I take a glass And join them there

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All my ghosts have come to party
among the bright orange flowers
photos, mementos, & plates of food
They dance among the children
& the headstones
with bright butterflies assuring us
they are here

All my ghosts have gone away and left me alone. Ghosts aren't real and I miss them.

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All my ghosts have anxiety.
They can't properly haunt
someone who is already
haunting herself.

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All my ghosts have fancy names
They like to play silly games
Never know what to expect
They are jeweled and bedecked
Makes my life interesting
Laughter is often sprinkling
My ghosts all have fancy names
Many great lords and grand dames

All my ghosts have to dance
They have no choice
I'm playing soul music

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