Tag: love
member name: zale orcid
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June 04, 2008 06:03 AM EDT --
Floating devices surfaced in the mind
one night,
one night some writer wrote
stories disguised-
Those stories got binded,
passed hands,
were banned,
edited and
cramped on shelves . . .
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June 20, 2008 11:01 PM EDT --
This isn't door-to-door sales turned
victim-to-victim tales too ugly, This is-
our milk-dud society, marketing candy-
innocent lives risked, all for da buck.
Living ain't . . .
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May 25, 2007 03:41 PM EDT --
I missed you,
and I never really noticed
the distance of getting from
here to there is,
actually quite close-
I kissed you,
and I actually hadn't felt
the lingering of stained roses, . . .
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June 17, 2008 04:07 AM EDT --
i can't sleep b/c there is a HUGE spider/cricket= spricket in my room and it will eat me if I turn off the lights and go to bed. Obviously.
She seeks synchronisity and blind love
that speaks . . .
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October 29, 2006 07:52 PM EST --
Went digging through some old stuff. This poem is one of few that I've written to the boyfriend. It was just after we vacationed in FL. about a year ago. However, it is so f'n long but it . . .
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November 20, 2007 11:32 PM EST --
let go, make the cost
lower - change behavior
and notice all the...
[[[[[[[[[[[she tiptoed, body flowed
in . . .
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November 24, 2007 01:28 AM EST --
bombarded with a cursed language
swung slang and disobeyed privilege
can't see straight in haze of mistakes
and want to yell it
all into your face,
not knowing a god dam thing.
. . .
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December 06, 2007 12:28 AM EST --
I admire all the possibilities.
Silent strength, embraced sole research
as its work makes skant noises and
clings to hope that hopes to learn . . .
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October 30, 2006 07:07 PM EST --
there she was.
in that seductive corner, resting elbows on her knees-
lips the hint of cherry balls, eyes that boggled memory.
she sipped from lip-stained champagne flutes,
finished . . .
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November 07, 2006 10:13 PM EST --
- we found darkness in the light that night -
brighter than the watt-seventy-bulb held tight
in the screwy, metal grooves.
walking shallow steps among the necklace of beated together ideals . . .
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May 29, 2008 12:27 PM EDT --
i speak sometimes weak
to myself-
tears find out i've done deep but
there is still some slack
done cheap
and I'm not sure it's okay
to just say goddbye
forever
to someone . . .
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June 13, 2008 07:16 AM EDT --
like a freaking presidential candidate,
This goes out to all the places in the world i will unite. And save.
This one is dedicated to the bright kids across the world, all colors
all shades within . . .
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February 13, 2008 02:00 PM EST --
We met.
Hesitant in the cold,
there goes
all the stares sold- nothing...
but don't care
of past dare
heart-stolen
ghostly holding-place
onto your poison-
Let go,
Don't . . .
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March 04, 2008 02:18 PM EST --
The wrinkled message upon the reflected image, as kids.
Lucid, youthful - not quite the resemblence just yet, not while
playing with the other loose-ends,
what could hang and, who did- find the . . .
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February 03, 2007 12:59 PM EST --
you crossed the vixen line with
mason hands filled long ago of heavy bricks,
you cried the lucid tries of apologetic scrambles
in the horrid circles of repetitive, scoundralistic
rhetoric.
you did . . .
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May 26, 2007 02:34 AM EDT --
i would love to be locked into a cage,
shackled down, head bowed a creature awaits the dead.
I would love to have the guidance of- four stubborn walls of plastic,
white jacket to keep me straight and . . .
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November 25, 2007 04:40 PM EST --
The close embrace of letting go,
fragile frangelico, sweet afterwards,
I'm sorry I can't even think of you.
I know we'll resurface one day,
the drifted buoy, we'll . . .
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November 23, 2007 02:02 AM EST --
somber displays the ten-fold of games,
re encarnated days make this phase.
I feel the change
of seasons in bloom,
awakening dreams
and this
disease in side you . . .
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September 23, 2008 05:57 PM EDT --
i find order everywhere,
and Poetry is retreat.
I've found some sweet,
Salt.
I've found some ripe,
. . .
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December 03, 2007 01:07 PM EST --
Selfishly,
like those lashes, capturing your eyes-
you need to know the time my watchtower scribed.
May I bombard, unfoolishly this time into your life again, . . .
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