Kathy's Poems - 3

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Monday, May 4, 2009

Reality

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Saturday, May 2, 2009

ALICE

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Thursday, April 23, 2009

My Extreme French Teacher

My Extreme French Teacher Every day My extreme French teacher would say ‘Vous’ must ‘Pensez dans la langue que vous parlez’ You know - think in the language you speak ‘And so just practice for hours every week’ So I tried to think in Latin German and Spanish too ‘Thinking’ every noun and verb I’d... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

The Lullaby

The Lullaby I have an ancient copy Of my mother’s Lullaby Her teardrops Blur the page I heard her sing In early Spring Before I saw her cry Before she flew away I can’t recall the tune At all I knew at such a tender age I long to hear her sing Again One word could mend An injured wing Or open up... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, April 20, 2009

The Cryptic

The Cryptic I am cryptic Because I am not Perfect To spell it all out Would surely cause doubt And I think I want you to see The person I am Trying to be Sign in to see full entry.

Words

Words I never thought I’d try at This Or give or take this way But when I Lose Control And even the p en Moves itself Along the page How can I But r ead the words And wonder If it Helps Sign in to see full entry.

Enlightenment

Enlightenment I cannot Think Of anything To write I must be Fighting The truth Enlightening Myself Is just Too frightening Tonight Please Turn out the light In my head And Please Tell me A ‘princess story' Instead Sign in to see full entry.

The Cadence

The Cadence Flitting From My epiphanies To vague remembrances And clichés Rehearsing What I was Trying to say Yesterday Insisting In an ironical way That it make sense I didn't plan To write a verse A story Or a song But the cadence Forced my hand And the poem Went on Sign in to see full entry.

The Pest

The Pest It’s on the march again Tonight With a commanding Army of words It's ready To do battle With my Inattention span I know the plan - Just when I’ve Already Turned out the light It relentlessly Proffers the verse And soon It begins to rehearse The cadence too It invariably Offers its’ very... Sign in to see full entry.

Once

Once I have lived in the Past For most of my life Since I was a child While I was a wife One small moment I was here In the present I found some Space I smiled And I left This place Once Sign in to see full entry.

Dark Past

Dark Past The rain is Falling in Through countless holes In the ceiling Of Every room And even In my dreams I thought that I was healing Though I am hiding But it seems like The past Is calling me back And chiding That I Will never be whole The darkness is revealing Everything I lack And obscuring... Sign in to see full entry.

Identity

Identity Then who Do I Think I am Now that the past is no longer present And I have nothing left To forgive or resent Do I retain the me That I used to be She is the past Yet she is part of me OK She can stay because she still has a say In who the woman is Today But if I am to be free I shall have... Sign in to see full entry.

Gears

Gears Another drifting poem About shifting Gears It is risky I fear I will be Stuck In reverse Even though I struggle To get there In the first place I try not to race Toward the familiar Easy Neutral Ground Sign in to see full entry.

Stillness

Stillness Stillness... Because Time is Passing And maybe Life Is Passing me by I try to put it down I have not found The answers Or The meaning The stillness Is profound Sign in to see full entry.

Chilling

Chilling Everything is new again I do not feel the pain Yet still it is Chilling Chilling To remember Where I’ve been Sign in to see full entry.

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