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Thursday, October 21, 2004

Dealing With Loss

I spoke to the assembled, not really catching anyone's eyes My statement had been rehearsed Including an allusion to the "madonna-whore complex". Tough but necessary. For, there in their culture lay the problem; There in their language lay our solution to that behavior. At that point I caught your... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, October 19, 2004

I Am the Greatest!

I don't walk through the building, I float. I don't sweat, I perspire I'm so accustomed to being noticed, that I never inquire I was All-State as a freshman and now an AllAmerican My future is so fixed that I don't ever even think about it. My letter sweater is white, all others in the school are... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, October 17, 2004

Good night all!

A beautiful 3-day weekend draws to a close With my 15 year-old and her sweet friends Yakking after the concert about the sweaty bodies And how to make new friends! Night all! Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, October 16, 2004

Singing, with Eyes Closed

While singing with my eyes closed, I look for you. Into you life I go, visiting your sorrow and the pride of your life; I see you standing at the sink doing dishes, cooking for your family, Chatting with friends and starting new love affairs, And wonder what on earth do you hear in this stale music?... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, October 11, 2004

"When Children Die" -- A Pome to the Living

When children die, I take it personal. So, today, when two crying girls asked to leave class to talk to the counselors, I said yes, but I met them at the door. Quietly I asked them: "Do you know what the last official action at a military funeral is?" They didn't, and so I said "Now think about... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, October 10, 2004

Now a Pome For Me

"After All these Years" After all these years, I have to admit to myself that I'm no good to anyone else unless I'm good to myself first. So, yesterday and today, against all odds, I strapped on my sneakers and returned to my summer pasttme of the five-mile walk. I start behind the mall, and kind of... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, October 4, 2004

"OK, Dad." A Poem by kingmi

I remember decisions I have made… And you said to me as I lay dreaming “Dad, wha’shou’ we do wi’ this?” It was a half of a Little Mermaid McToy. It was half of a plastic seashell. “Put in on the back of the door, And whenever we have a dream, we’ll put it in there. It can be our dream-keeper.” OK,... Sign in to see full entry.

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