Ties and Rings

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Friday, February 18, 2005

Ties and Rings

for my fallen Here you are Sewn into this quilt, My love, my own, my world... A part of this huge monument, This memorial of shame Stretched out beneath another memorial to shame. I spelled your name with your old ties. See there, the purple one - That ugly, hideous purple tie. When you would wear... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, January 27, 2005

Pieces

Life is nothing more than broken dreams, Promises which are like mist, Dust from vases shattered. We grow a little, than wait a while; And hope. And while we hope, we build masterworks in our hearts, Shades of Granada and the Estoril. We paddle our canoes in rocky waters, Over falls which we never... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, January 21, 2005

Over the Counter Encounter

for Richard and Mike He was an over-the-counter encounter. His smile won my heart; His wink my soul And little did I know then What I know now. A coffee break, a dinner or two, Then, to the blossom of my virgin sheets; This little guy, this blue-eyed soul Would be the one for me, In his arms and his... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, January 7, 2005

The Fire in My Loins

The fire in my loins have led me to the gate, To the gates of gayest feast, The Festival at Thebes. And I wear my brightest frock, The flowery invitation, And I flaunt my pearls and baubled ears, And dance to the midnight sun. The drum beats steadily all the eve, And I drink the health of the many... Sign in to see full entry.

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Line After Line

I am an unfinished book, Unread, unbound nor tarnished. Pages clean with invisible print - And I weep to think so! So, with fiery ink, Borrowed from the embered sun, I scrawl without reason Line after line, filling volumes; And the comet sweeps my vestments, And the leaves invert telling of the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, January 2, 2005

Have you Ever Had a Friend

Have you ever had a friend? Now, think now. I speak not of the grass, Nor the common chinks we peddle our gossip to - Nor do I sing of the gaveling hacks We see all day in our nightly day caves - So, think now! I speak of the snow at thaw - And the rain on your window, Who you trust with your heart... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, December 31, 2004

I Reached up for the Power

I reached up for the power And as I failed, I felt the power Sting my soul as any dirt farmer can tell; So, I cursed the power And set my hands upon my chair And sat until the numbness came. The nexus of nothing then I, As neither power nor the butter Churned for long around my chair - So, I closed... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, December 27, 2004

Masse Politicus

Election time, op' up the flue - Kyrie eleison. Graft the histories personal Onto contexts never meant To hold more sin than common. A faction in the twelve; Some contracts signed by Pharisees, Those briars of judicial say, In anterooms of stealth. Dona nobis pacem. Follies fly against the tide;... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, December 23, 2004

The Spinners

Children spin; They open arms as birds in flight And keel about in fast delight Hawking joyous to the sky. Around they twist, Tops of flesh and youth - Robust in play, Whirling world away to indistinction; Then, cease! Gyrations stop! Unsteady feet, trustless eyes Give a different garden of odes, A... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, December 19, 2004

Wrap Me up in Forest Greens

Wrap me up in forest greens, The earthen shades, the sunlit gold, And shun the powdery blues that have Forever stalked my life. Naked in the woodlands, In the fire's dim light, Breezes catch my candle and it rises at the dusk. Sitting by the stream, I dance until my soul mate, Splashes me with love... Sign in to see full entry.

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About this Blog

Ties and Rings is a Poetry cycle written by Edward C. Patterson, and are poems from written in many cases in response tothe many friends who had secumbed to AIDS. Edward C. Patterson is the author of several Novels and Novellas, now available at www.dancaster.com/jotrans.htm. Ties and Rings has been a web favorite on the site since 1997, having first been published in 1997 at vagranthollow, in the Best Part of Me Collection.

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