Poems from Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
Most prolific poet of the 21st century. Grant-Grey Guda has written and published over 200 books of poetic verse and has created the longest poem in human history. He is also the founder of the poetry movement Nowmomentism, a poetic form focused on momentary thoughts and the now. He has also created the poetic form Revealism. He currently writes his poetry in the Appalachia region of southeast Ohio.
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If you would like to mail him P.O. Box 8 Nelsonville, OH 45764
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If you want to discuss poetry, society and culture or anything else.
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email me at. guda.poetry@gmail.com
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Founder of the poetic movement Nowmomentism, a poetry form in the moment, momentary thoughts, no edits no changes, just what is in the mind at that one second.
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now now now
now is the time to take
take control of another emotion
take control of another doubt
another fleeting memory
that cuts into...
can you look into my eyes and tell me
im idiot
can you look into my soul
and call me hopeless
look into my eyes
look into my soul
you will...
you cannot judge
a poem by its cover
you cannot judge a poem
by its feeling and mood
it is itself alone
true and true
never to be what...
falling falling
it feel like im falling
never ever ever
did i think i was going to hit the bottom
but i did
i hit the bottom hard
never never never
ever ever ever
give up on your dream
all dreams have meaning
all dreams have purpose
all dreams have their day