Tag: poem
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January 31, 2008 04:18 PM EST --
She sees the horror in her eyes
upon a mirrors glance.
She locks her mind down
as if she's in a trance.
What could freeze her
on this date?
What has put her,
in this state?
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July 09, 2008 02:44 AM EDT --
Hank could have been somebody,
But the big breaks never came
Or he took the wrong road or
The load was too heavy
Or not heavy at all, he
Ought to have made the big time,
But he made it small. . . . more
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September 07, 2008 01:34 PM EDT --
Girl Poem Series, 1974, # 8
Nineteen
I spent my bonded . . . more
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December 01, 2006 02:39 AM EST --
She, unknowing, with stillborn child,
Mellow in her youthfulness,
Loving in her wren-like narrowness,
Chided without humour
With her hawk-like tongue,
The wide paths of her short years.
. . . more
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August 25, 2008 12:16 PM EDT --
SILENCE
into the silence
drifts the soft warm cloud of night
unraveled by dawn
Michelle Wooten
8/25/08
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July 25, 2007 02:04 AM EDT --
how i longed for the girl with the long slender arms
dressed up in white satin and lace
with her soft golden tresses, down like a fawn's
the girl with the . . . more
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September 16, 2007 04:04 PM EDT --
Dirty little secrets
Dirty little lies
Bury them deep inside yourself
and put on your fake disguise
You thought the world
would believe them
and some of us did
When did you start . . . more
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December 26, 2006 04:43 PM EST --
Thought you had returned.
Thought. Dreamed
Your hands had touched mine.
Dreamed. Imagined
Your breath was on my cheek.
Imagined. Wondered
If you would love me always.
Wondered. Hoped . . . more
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February 17, 2008 02:58 PM EST --
Move her into the snow,
Let her slow feet be dragged,
Her reluctance to die
Reflected on her face and eyes,
And the stoop of her tired frame.
Watch how she stands,
The hands prayer-like in . . . more
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January 08, 2008 08:47 AM EST --
When the skirt rode high
Upon her thigh,
As she climbed a stool,
James O' Donnell
Gave a furtive look,
Then returned to his book,
But in some dark corner of his mind,
He knew he'd find, . . . more
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July 26, 2007 08:43 PM EDT --
The wind
wants to erase our names
To make us planar
To wear us down
The pyramids? Of course.
The Himalayas? You bet.
That sharp spot on your tooth?
Oh absolutely!
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July 26, 2007 05:55 PM EDT --
Lovely maiden
Long red hair cascades down bare shoulders and
blows in the salty sea breeze.
She sings a song never before
heard by human ears.
Enchanting and hypnotic
The maiden . . . more
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September 05, 2008 07:12 AM EDT --
She looks quite sad,
The girl in the coffee shop,
Hank thought,
Having bought a cappuccino,
Sat and gazed,
Watching her walk
Here and there
In a hurried pace,
Sadness etched on her face, . . . more
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February 17, 2008 07:45 AM EST --
"Are we there yet?"
The girl asked,
Pulling her father's sleeve,
Trying to make out
His features
In the muted light
That came through
Cracks of the cattle truck,
Listening . . . more
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April 22, 2008 09:56 PM EDT --
The cage door is open so briefly
Hearts awakening
Escape the prison of doubt
We think we are free
Freedom is a fantasy we dream from a cell
A child in . . . more
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September 02, 2008 07:36 AM EDT --
Lunar Spell
An ink-wash of night sky,
Slight windshimmer in the leaf canopy.
The Owl who talks too much,
Hoots . . . more
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July 31, 2007 12:21 AM EDT --
a mind can die
without a heart
so much less to cry
with a simple heart
open up your mind
let it in
a spirit can wane
without a mind . . . more
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July 02, 2008 11:49 AM EDT --
Alone by Edgar Allan Poe
From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring. . . . more
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July 11, 2007 02:24 PM EDT --
Dawn was the worst time
When light came through the shutters
Leaking memories with a cutting edge
To slit through sleep and dreams.
He'd lay and stare and gently rock
As if she slept beside . . . more
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February 23, 2008 06:09 PM EST --
Patient and kind are
your eyes like stars
and the glistening
moonlight dancing
glows your skin.
Poised and still are
your thoughts like rocks
and the whispering
serenity of grass . . . more
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