A Woman's Place

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Saturday, May 16, 2009

Church

Sunday ritual: Lord's Day ancient mysteries; Restorative, Washing away my sorrow In noiseless teardrops Splashing God's time-worn words Here in front of me, Words blurring to inky fog, Lettering obscured After Holy Communion. Why does this happen? The women are kind, soothing. They see me dabbing... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, May 14, 2009

Worse than...

Worse than imprisonment.. worse than falling.. Better than ironing in forty-degree heat.. Less painful than.. a tooth abscess, Or childbirth, or bereavement.. Though not quite.. If you had died, I would still have had your heart. If you had died, I would not be broken Like your promises.. I would... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Unsettled

Where do I go from here? Don't tell me, twice in two weeks, How settled you are. You ruined my life. So did he. What's worse, you don't care. Nor does he. Of course he does care, Because he is alone. As am I. I trusted you; you deserted me. I don't want to know anything About your life any more. You... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, May 12, 2009

I miss the light.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fcuBUCCjB-M How do you sleep, baby? Why don't you do what's right, Tell me you don't love me, tell me Anything.. don't leave me without answers. I don't understand. I don't know why. Easier for you; that's clear. Men don't need too much; Someone to be close to; someone... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Real

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UOewegX7H-Q We didn't want different things baby.. That was just you... I ask you about retirement; What you want is what I want. Wanted. Want. With you. A simple life; quiet and loving. No quarrels, not ever. Just to love you, And support you the best I can. To have... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, May 1, 2009

Restless Denial

I don't know if I can quite capture the state of fear that comes upon me now and then... like now...I should be going home, but I don't have one. The place I stay will do, for a while. My library books are overdue, and I don't want to lose my train of thought in my work... I miss my life. I'm... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, April 30, 2009

Muiopotmos

...his shinie wings as silver bright, Painted with thousand colours, passing farre All Painters skill, he did about him dight: Not halfe so manie sundrie colours arre In Iris bowe, ne heauen doth shine so bright, Distinguished with manie a twinkling starre, Nor Junoes Bird in her ey-spotted traine... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, April 28, 2009

That Still and Settled Place

The poem I'm posting today is not one that I wrote. It's one I found on a card, which I keep in my office where I can see it. That Still and Settled Place In that still and settled place, There's nobody but you You're where I breathe my oxygen You're where I see my view And when the world feels full... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Question: What happens when a woman loses her roots?

Answer: She looks for new ones. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AuU0cJ_iW8w Whatever else can be said about me, nothing he could say or do would make me deny my feelings for you. I gave you up once. He didn't change. I turned to you again. I was willing to stick with it, through thick and thin,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, April 20, 2009

Shipwreck

Here am I in this strange and beautiful land, Alone on a golden shore leading who knows where, I, the lone survivor of a sudden fierce squall That widowed me and set me free, free to... I cannot imagine. So warm the sun upon my face, So soft the sand beneath my feet, So wide the golden, golden... Sign in to see full entry.

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About this Blog

Poetry in odd moments. A woman is not a piece of fiction, nor is she a reflection of a man's insecurities or anxieties. I wonder if Professor Higgins realised that, in creating Eliza Doolittle in his preferred image, he was taking away her soul? After some years of turbulence, I feel like I am coming out of the tunnel. It's a good feeling. Even so, as you will see from my journal works, since we are the sum of all our experiences, good or bad, sometimes things come back and bite us when we least expect it. Now I just take things one day at a time. I don't sleep a lot however!

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