Tag: family
group name: freelypoetic
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January 01, 2008 04:12 PM EST --
How do I slip out of my
ordinary existence into the
electric
sensual-ness
of your hand
it's so warm and
mine fits so snuggly against
it
I close my eyes
to imagine
my heart feels swollen . . . more
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March 08, 2008 09:42 PM EST --
I wished I was still in the Parc de St. Cloud, wandering around, alone - no one crowding me, just me, enjoying the quiet of the birds and the chatter of old ladies. I had no idea what they were saying, . . . more
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February 21, 2008 03:36 PM EST --
Diapered children sit on his feet,
one on his left foot - one on his right,
clutching his leg, impatient,
waiting for him to walk - someplace
His body is twisting
his feet turn to the right . . . more
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October 04, 2007 08:46 PM EDT --
The hours drifted
Quickly from each other
As you talked
Your way into my life…
Spinning dreams
Behold
The dazzling image of you
On a white
Sea-horse… a woman . . . more
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December 22, 2007 12:25 PM EST --
Citronella, bug-dope
child hood memories,
bug juice and
dark cold swimming holes,
water to numb the toes
stubbed on granite stepping
stones
bloody knees from bumpy, back roads
loose-dirt bike . . . more
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July 12, 2008 03:10 AM EDT --
Pill s
Sounds of a crow, incessant rippling through the wind
Let her know how much more loneliness can there be.
She picks up the knitting and stumbles at the door
Of memory, . . . more
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July 13, 2008 08:37 AM EDT --
A blank call
This road ends in another and she knows
that will somehow amalgamate into
the one now he lives. Sky conjures raindrops.
Hate is what she feels at times. Then again . . . more
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September 07, 2007 11:20 PM EDT --
My quest
Leads me to the inner
Sanctum of your
Being, the epicentre
Of great joy
Laughter…
At last, the golden
Treasure unveiled
Deep inside
The . . . more
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December 09, 2007 08:18 PM EST --
Was the expression "queer as a 2 dollar bill"? or
Was it a 3 dollar bill?
My mind wandered in its confusion. Why was
This here?
Then the past
Rushed in
Flushing my face as I thought . . . more
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May 12, 2008 07:27 PM EDT --
I long
For that sun-filled eagle-walled room
of a day
breathed briefly into my life
The sun laying quietly on the
Worn golden couch
I smell the outdoors-fresh pine trees
and hear the brook-water-trickle . . . more
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September 24, 2007 12:03 AM EDT --
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February 01, 2008 07:11 AM EST --
I wanted
to beat him
beat him to within an inch of his life
I wanted him to feel
this pain and suffering
we all stood here and felt now
But how could I demonstrate
the mental anguish
. . . more
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May 28, 2007 08:48 PM EDT --
A vexing father drives away his children.
A loving father brings his children back.
A mean father-- his children stay away from.
A kind father -- his children love to be with.
more
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January 10, 2007 12:31 AM EST --
There is that moment,
when crossing over,
when not knowing,
they work to swallow
a dry lump of nothingness
that - won't - go - down...
What of that fear . . . more
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January 25, 2008 07:01 AM EST --
I watch as my dear father shuffles laboriously across the bumpy ice. I agitate with false starts towards him and then back away for I want to carry him to saftey but dare not touch him.
He winces with . . . more
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January 25, 2008 07:06 AM EST --
I made a joke
(at least it made me laugh)
in my email to "bro"
but as he read it
in some dinky shack
in Chad
he didn't think it was funny
He doesn't understand
if I don't . . . more
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May 31, 2008 10:13 AM EDT --
This is the result of some dream rising inside after a quarrel with a friend who has importance enough to cause bleeding. At night I dream of a fight and that I am left bleeding at a desert. . . . more
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June 02, 2008 07:54 AM EDT --
( This is some body else's dream. Yes, as i explore through the unknown world of dreams of my known individuals, I face this dream seen by a lady living a hard city life and working . . . more
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June 03, 2008 11:14 AM EDT --
The four musicians in a field
( to Alison and the band)
A note has touched the cloud, just now.
A bird has stopped over thinking
it may find another of its kind.
. . . more
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June 07, 2008 04:12 AM EDT --
The black, the white
( to the drawing by Shirley U Understand Me)
The white, akin to the silence
that falls when she has put on sleep
is spread on the eternity, soft. . . . more
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