Wednesday, July 20, 2005
Echos on the Mount
His voice rose, atmospheric Thick like the fog rolling Over the lush springtime valleys The echo captured longing Kin to a sailor studying Lone waters for companionship In the dark, complicated reefs As the mermaids roll out Their fins on sunning rocks Exposing themselves on inland drips Sign in to see full entry.
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Monday, May 9, 2005
THE DOOR
My brother’s death Was like a door in passing Slightly ajar, old air rushing through Calling with mystery So that you lingered Hesitating between the cracks Fear racing, heart pounding As your eyes pull closer Taking in the scanty light Of dust billowing Glittering particles swirling The smell... Sign in to see full entry.
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Friday, April 22, 2005
Trailing the Sorrow
I don’t want you to love me I’m fading like autumn leaves from the trees My skinny stalks, and knobby knees Notoriously unfashionable, like trends Faded in ink smeared magazine, the gloss Lipstick on a bathroom mirror, removed By the rub of an elbow, traces of DNA The smear of tears down my cheeks A... Sign in to see full entry.
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Wednesday, February 23, 2005
My Brother's Poem Revised
To Wakely, From Her Daddy Who is safely home in heaven, looking down from the clouds. My little girl, please don’t cry know that in the beginning my world was dark, filled with sorrow and without purpose, until you came into my life like a beacon of hope my perfect creation, my princess I was born... Sign in to see full entry.
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Pa-ho-ja
My sorrow runs deep Metaphorical quicksand Moving through my body Preparing me for burial In the roots, my blood One-sixteenth indigenous Three sisters of life Grown upon the earth Bark huts in the summer Woven cattail leaves For winter lodges, Ita-hos The language of my ancestors Traces of French... Sign in to see full entry.
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Friday, February 18, 2005
All Poets Please Respond
~I'm desperate for your help. I need to write a poem for my niece. My mom wants me to add something about how my brother is in heaven waiting and how he is safely home, etc....I can't seem to do this. Please help me...this will go on his head stone. Any suggestion...please and thanks. I you all. For... Sign in to see full entry.
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Tuesday, February 15, 2005
Wound Me No More
I would rather die, throw myself on a spear Drink poison from a well, leap from a mountaintop Skydive into the deepest ocean, pierce my skin With a thousand needles, draw blood like infection Burn my tender skin, perish in a raging fire Hold hands with death and make-out Kissing until the air is... Sign in to see full entry.
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Monday, February 14, 2005
No Farewell Words
Winter grass speckled green with spring’s flirtation to the blue sky with rolling waves of white, heaven’s ocean the cool rush of air escaping the trees to ring bells wind chimes playing song, harps from angels I sit upon the damp earth and wonder about the tears that wet the ground beneath me, so... Sign in to see full entry.
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Tuesday, February 8, 2005
The Road to New Orleans
A silver car, picked for sport Oldies on the radio, the banner Displaying song and artist Like a neon bar sign, the imprint Burning my eyes from watching Dry from too many tears, the salt Stain on my cheek, permanent My smeared eye liner wiped By my shirt sleeve, my lips white Traffic passes, a... Sign in to see full entry.
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Monday, February 7, 2005
Act 1
(The Mournful Death Unearthed) Mr. Death by tragedy This is not Shakespeare Are we missing something Answers perhaps, pages Torn from the playbook Death resurrected, not This ending, but another Page one-hundred and What about time, the hour Glass, sand sifting pieces Golden moments, lyrical... Sign in to see full entry.
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