Tag: poem
member name: zale orcid
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October 29, 2006 09:20 PM EST --
Puffs pouted, among the rough waves,
Beyond the mountains.
Distant sprays of beyond limits.
Alas- we discover the whispers,
swished enough to reach cross oceans.
Formulated within the breaths we cherish, . . .
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June 22, 2008 04:58 PM EDT --
The awning of the clouds
recognizes leaky gutters-
Soakes sleep-foundations
and, arose Italian-breakfast while-
thinking tatoos upon thinking/
Of taboo ideals.
Ignaz-Schwinn rides, Homegrown- . . .
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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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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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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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May 17, 2007 11:25 AM EDT --
Bolted - dam force-field, this shell.
A Protection from open hell-
and then we'll go
force..
an exploited gel.. of course--
A thin, oh so thin. See-through . . .
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November 01, 2006 12:02 AM EST --
That's awesome, and I've always wanted a reason -
to "be mischevious", to rebel against the grain-
I bought a pair of heels today,
with an in-grained, ridgid sole -
it will help me . . .
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November 03, 2006 08:52 AM EST --
A&P Ring.
Met a heroine addict, looked like a harvard student,
had less money than her teenage daugther, and more
on his mind than a widowed-woman with a brain tumor.
He told her . . .
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May 18, 2008 10:36 AM EDT --
i woke last night,
in mess - head drenched wet,
the wind crept as shiver unexpect
my thoughts still to roam and
the dreams more-
of strangle hold.
lost in checkered steps-
out-stretched . . .
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June 09, 2008 03:54 AM EDT --
Making crosses on her mosiquito
losses, blood finds connection in her hand
extensions, pens wish for refills and victims
wish for cures, the sores heal after a nights sleep
for her. . . .
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June 20, 2008 06:13 PM EDT --
I'm fast to sleep in memoir and period,
all the figments of jelly-loose octopus
nooses flowed, suctions itself
on some plum-shaped, deep-chocolate
drum, stained of violet chases/
searching . . .
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June 23, 2008 02:00 AM EDT --
Before,
there will always be the one-
to keep you remembering,
to keep something you want done-
even if it's
for that one person,
for those people-
to become.
Only to become . . .
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October 30, 2006 12:55 AM EST --
have you ever felt personal wrongs take place?
you'll still do it- even though you view it so harsh...
my longing for acception, clarification - is at an ultimate high,
accept the situation, . . .
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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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April 06, 2007 07:42 PM EDT --
i've been debating if i should still do this now that its many many days later. you see, i don't like to get 'personal' in my writing, and the only thing that comes to mind with this 2 . . .
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July 10, 2008 11:37 PM EDT --
about the phony;
feeding you beliefs, fertilizing
your seed, discoloring leaves
and discovering what the growing-process
truly needs. Attention.
Awareness. Things which . . .
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July 10, 2008 11:44 PM EDT --
As MUCH as arm wants to serve plates
platters to the world at-large it
finds itself a greater good to practice life
with self first.
Thinks way towards the large-improvement . . .
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July 10, 2008 11:51 PM EDT --
hand found eye-candy
in the man it thanked
shook gracefully today
hand brought forth
something like a diary
and mind found it all too funny
when mind relates itself
so passionately. . . .
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September 23, 2008 05:52 PM EDT --
Mangled in a square, he hides his rooted love affair,
what love, he questions -
Where's some lovely, universal language?
An open, un-tied perfection; no sign . . .
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June 20, 2008 04:16 AM EDT --
Never--
had I noticed this rectangle/
before.
Lit upon one of four walls
commonly to shut in
the midnight pokes or paranoi
A deep breath yet sawd in half
and took the felt of centuries . . .
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