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Rita Duponty
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Published in Know Thyself, Heal Thyself

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When There Are No Walls to Call Home

Feeling homeless and unsettled — To rest your weary soul when you’re tired and your feet feel cold. To hang your coat on the same hook plainly in sight each night. To feel safe in your space where no person threatens your face. This haven of rest and peaceful abode is not the possession of many young or…

Know Thyself Heal Thyself

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When There Are No Walls to Call Home
When There Are No Walls to Call Home
Know Thyself Heal Thyself

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Published in Blue Insights

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She Was Called “Shoes”

a Poem She never drove a car. She would walk and walk the distance no matter how far. Her wrists were dented from| bags she carried for miles, but she never lamented, nor did she cry. I remember this well, the buzzing inner city street, as my brother and I straggled along…

Short Story

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She Was Called “Shoes”
She Was Called “Shoes”
Short Story

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Who Cries For Me?

This is a true story. I died on 9th Street and St. Clair. Please let me tell you how I got there. Raised in poverty of an immigrant pair, I was one of ten children with not much to share. By day Papa worked hard but by night drank like…

Homeless

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Who Cries For Me?
Who Cries For Me?
Homeless

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Invisible Life

The Unborn Although you couldn’t see me, you never questioned that I was there. Consumed by my future became your daily care. The first trimester began with a bang. All your plans you rearranged. You made me so happy, that first day you kicked in gear — you resolved to be…

Miscarriage

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Invisible Life
Invisible Life
Miscarriage

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Published in Blue Insights

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Look Where You’re Standing

Micropoetry

Poetry On Medium

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Look Where You’re Standing
Look Where You’re Standing
Poetry On Medium

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Photo by Sharon McCutcheon on Unsplash

Look Where You’re Standing

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Published in Know Thyself, Heal Thyself

·16 hours ago

Where Words Fall

Sometimes Into the Oddest Places — Where do these words of mine flow? I wonder…have they fallen into a black hole? Writer’s expectations of carefully crafted words may not always fall onto receptive ears. Still, I wonder… Will my words fall upon a broken heart? Will my words educate, entertain, cause someone to laugh out loud, or question their…

Poetry

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Where Words Fall
Where Words Fall
Poetry

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Published in Know Thyself, Heal Thyself

·3 days ago

Stop Running

Embrace the Changes — Always running away from what is. Closing your eyes to inevitable change. Fearing the unknown rather than embracing it. Smile, meditate, and let the warmth of change enter in and permeate your soul. Life is change. There is no life unless change enters in. The substance of our being is…

Know Thyself Heal Thyself

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Stop Running
Stop Running
Know Thyself Heal Thyself

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3 days ago

Shorts (9)

Poetry Tidbits, Silly and Fun, Short Stories — Well, it’s that time of the week again… This is Shorts #9 (or short stories and/or poems). If you haven’t read my explanation in Shorts #1–8, I will explain. I started writing short thoughts, some poetry, in response to the #vss365 prompts on Twitter. I love writing these every day…

Twitter Poem

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Shorts (9)
Shorts (9)
Twitter Poem

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Published in Blue Insights

·4 days ago

Shadows

Purpose or not? — The purpose of a shadow I pondered today. In and out of sight some close some far away. Present only within light’s rays. Its proportional images vary depending on the time of day. My best concept of this awesome display is reminding me of one shadow that carries me throughout this day…

Blue Insights

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Shadows
Shadows
Blue Insights

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Published in Know Thyself, Heal Thyself

·Jan 24

Dust to Dust

The “Between” — Like snowflakes that quickly descend, varied one by one as they reach their end…so are the minutes of our life. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ From a little boy to a man, who would know how quickly the years would scan. Although apart for months, sometimes years, we could always jump right back to our childhood yesteryears…

Know Thyself Heal Thyself

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Dust to Dust
Dust to Dust
Know Thyself Heal Thyself

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Rita Duponty

Rita Duponty

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Author (amazon.com/author/ritaduponty). https://www.etsy.com/shop/ritareysdesigns/ https://www.clippings.me/ritaduponty You can reach me at dangime@live.com

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