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  • Stair Poem (A World)

    September 8th, 2026

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    A world

    that is spinning 

    out of control and seems

    to be getting worse by the day

    and one that feeds constant division

    so when will people finally wake up to

    all that is going on around them and to whom

    this involves and affected nonetheless in one way

    or another as this world has become a very darkened version

    Of itself as much light needs to shine through and overcome the shadows

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  • Summer (Pi-ku)

    September 8th, 2026

    These were done on the fly, Pi-ku style of poetry and here are my first five about the summer season here where I am….wasn’t a true summer season though…

    Pi-ku (3-1-4)

    The summer

    Is

    Nearing the end

    
    
    
    
    

    Summer here

    Was

    Not quite the same

    
    
    
    
    

    The sun shined

    Through

    Many nice days

    
    
    
    
    

    The rain was

    Here

    Most of summer

    
    
    
    
    

    The season

    Was

    Hot on most days

    
    
    
    
    

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  • Bucket Of Letters

    September 7th, 2026

    A Stair Poem *

    The potency

    Of all the letters 

    Used to form powerful

    Words and from a place that

    They could be used in various ways

    To make points and to emphasize by using

    These said letters that the metal of the letters

    Truly signify and dignify the real strength that they

    Hold and to all the words over time that will be composed

    Once used separately or all together for how amazing it is to 

    Form and craft countless words using this very bucket full of letters

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  • Duality

    September 5th, 2026

    Two sides

    of the same person,

    that at times war; with each other,

    living and existing—

    simultaneously—

    together in the same body,

    with the mind up top,

    heart in the center,

    and the soul deep within,

    as we are—

    infinite spiritual beings—

    living a natural life,

    far beyond anything; we truly know,

    as the eyes show—

    the blood flows—

    neurons firing and heartbeats,

    that all continue on auto pilot

    with such promise and growth,

    from the ground beneath our feet,

    to the atmosphere above—

    two sides competing; and far reaching,

    split in two—

     yet operating as one,

    the black and white,

    the gray in between,

    as we are more,

    than what we really seem,

    searching outwardly—

    instead of inwardly,

    for the answers we seek,

    in the state of opposing sides,

    that at times divides—

    embodying both light and dark,

    that rides both lines—

    for only—

    the Creator—

    knows the sole purpose and design,

    for us all—

    and to indicate and cross,

    the very bridge of higher elements,

    factoring into—

    the unseen and unknown realities,

    as each one of us—

    Encompasses a duality

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  • Started With An Idea

    September 4th, 2026

    It all started from an idea

    A mere thought

    And much that I revere

    For I am very glad

    That it decided to appear

    And after it has become a poem

    I will hold it most dear

    Sharing it around with those

    That have an appreciation here

    
    
    
    
    

    For it became something special

    And another poetic rendition

    That I came to love

    And also speak of

    From my very mind above

    My body and neck

    For I write and write

    Until nothing is left

    For I just can’t wait

    To write it all down

    For poetry is my home

    And something I’ve always felt

    Yet therapeutic at the same time

    As I adore each piece

    And call it mine

    
    
    
    
    

    Original works of art

    That will flow and shine

    For poetry and I

    Will never part ways

    As this can be seen in my eyes

    Bold and brave

    Each and everyday

    Constant and consistent

    With every moment spent

    And without hesitation or fear

    Because even this very poem

    Started with an idea

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  • The Two (Haiku)

    September 3rd, 2026

    Poetry is art

    And one that is in a world

    Of its very own

    
    
    
    
    

    Poetry exists

    And ready for us poets

    To push it forward

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  • My PM Store

    September 3rd, 2026

    Hello everyone,

    I am proud to announce that PoeticMobility the E-commerce store has officially opened!! This has been a project/business idea of mine for a while now and feels good to finally be able to launch. This store is just another extension of my poetic works but just more on the move and wearable now. The niche for this store is artistry, worn by artists, for anyone who likes art, or also for everyday people who just like a cool tee and a little something unique, simple, and different.

    I initially built this store for myself and with me in mind, but then decided to actually share it as I do with my blog and art here. Feel free to check it out and purchase whatever you like there. The support would be nice of course, as any artist that goes for something much bigger than themselves.

    Here is the link:

    https://poeticmobility.printify.me

    FYI, standard shipping is the fastest way to get the merchandise at this time.

    Sincerely and with a huge thank you in advance,

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  • The Three (Haiku)

    September 2nd, 2026

    The stars that are bright

    Hang upon their own light while

    Displaying greatness

    
    
    
    
    

    The sky above is 

    Full of atmospheric things

    That convey wonder

    
    
    
    
    

    The waters below

    Have submerged a full world of

    Many mysteries

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  • Intricacies Of Time

    September 1st, 2026

    For not even a rewind

    can change the magnitude,

    and very real purpose of time—

    as it will flow and continue to,

    roll no matter what else, 

    is going on or not—

    for it’s not the clock; nor the watch,

    that dictates time at all,

    but rather operate as a simple tool,

    in the actionable way of displaying,

    just how distinct time actually rules—

    a universal and dynamic element,

    that factors in all points within—

    and all segments throughout,

    for without a shadow of doubt,

    time will continue on—

    and it will not be beaten,

    for the true depths of time—

    for all of us— 

    are well beyond; and far reaching, 

    more than we could ever fathom—

    and not operating; within any set lines,

    as we may deem—

    or as it may seem—

    well balanced yet with not being; fully understood,

    absolute perfection—

    as anyone would find,

    that expresses consistently through,

    The intricacies of time

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  • The Hourglass

    August 31st, 2026

    Time incomplete

    And time that has passed

    Along with time presently flowing

    Within the hourglass

    
    
    
    
    

    Seeing the sand inside

    Slowly moving away

    And upon noticing this

    I can see my reflection 

    In the glass

    Me looking back at myself

    As the time here 

    Is steady rolling

    
    
    
    
    

    Yet seeing time slip away

    And also what’s to come

    Seeing time continuously 

    Moving forward despite

    Whether personal tasks 

    Or done or not

    For time just doesn’t stop

    But in here it does

    But only inside this hourglass

    For as the time stops there

    It keeps on going outwardly here

    And having witnessed time from sands here

    Both began and disappear

    As I pick it up and lift it up

    And watching as time passes by

    Right in the palm of my hand

    
    
    
    
    

    A literal precursor

    For time’s arrival and exit

    And as to what could happen next

    For the time left in between

    As I could observe with and from

    A very personal and spatial view

    All while watching the sands of time here

    Indicate and display

    The past, present, and future 

    Simultaneously

    As I may find

    While looking at time

    From both sides

    Of the hourglass

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