Tag: love
group name: poetryplease
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January 31, 2009 11:50 AM EST --
Our lives don't offer straight and level trails
though we would love a steady, even plane.
While wishing order, chaos oft prevails.
And who on earth can keep from knowing pain?
We humans, . . .
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February 06, 2009 09:22 PM EST --
The notes of discord hard betray
The wounds that will not go away
The bitter sound, the frozen ground
The stone that has no words to say.
But sweet, remember sunlight still
. . .
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February 16, 2008 08:23 PM EST --
Envelop me with your arms
Warm me with your body heat
Protect me
Love me
Need me
Desire me
Lust for me
Free me
And let me go
When my day is over
And I will wait for you
Among the . . .
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December 13, 2007 08:32 PM EST --
MERRY CHRISTMAS
W reaths hanging from the doors
R avaging beauty straight from the store
E vergreen smells fill the air
A s we all, the season share . . .
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November 02, 2008 03:22 PM EST --
I wear my desire
Like a tattoo on my wrist
Like a washcloth hanging over the kitchen sink tap
Like pea vine tendrils cutting through snow.
I wear my desire in the palm of my hand
Held . . .
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February 11, 2008 06:01 PM EST --
The Envelope
I've written my soul on a letter
A letter to you
I've shared
All my Longings
All my Fears
All my Hurts
I've written it all
Even the parts
For hiding... . . .
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February 20, 2008 10:06 AM EST --
Ten tiny toes like pearls to kiss,
Your heartbeat against my chest,
You fit just here in the palm of my hand.
blink
Ten tiny toes taking steps on their own,
Just one, maybe two, . . .
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February 10, 2009 09:42 PM EST --
I was warm until you said “Let’s go
For a walk” in the wind and the rain.
I was warm until you rolled over in bed
And pulled all the covers away.
I was warm until your frozen feet
Sent . . .
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February 20, 2008 10:12 PM EST --
If I had more time
I'd show you how I felt.
Despising all to come
Every waking moment
Mind craving sleep
Hoping...wishing...waiting
Never does the escape come. . . .
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February 09, 2008 11:55 PM EST --
Cupid armed with bow and arrows
Smiles impishly in February sessions
Pierces hearts for tomorrows
He aims desires and obsessions
Smiles impishly in February . . .
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February 10, 2009 03:09 PM EST --
I am not a dream
but fantasy of broken boundaries
nurture my transgression
rather than reviled.
Life breathes
when I suck in air
a tethered prey still waits
to be killed bare.
Drenched . . .
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March 12, 2008 05:42 AM EDT --
My Violin
Our rosin powders mingle in the case,
Where, fallen from the belly and the bow,
Each particle trapped in the velvet space
Becomes our common . . .
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May 21, 2008 03:55 AM EDT --
A few years ago I visited Omaha Beach and the immaculately maintained American cemetry at Coleville-sur-Mer. It was a deeply moving experience, prompting these thoughts:
Meditation . . .
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June 11, 2008 05:35 PM EDT --
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September 13, 2008 05:00 AM EDT --
The Sunless Sea
The murmur of the sunless sea
With its dark swell and lambent foam
Is forming words enticingly
That conjure and describe for me
A stately . . .
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June 13, 2008 10:51 PM EDT --
Natural Life
She said, I love you dearly,
I replied, You're the best in the land,
She told me we ought to be married,
and then she took me by the hand!
We sashayed into the village; . . .
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January 29, 2009 04:35 PM EST --
Strident voices
Screeching through the night,
Followed by slamming doors,
Breaking glass
And smashing noises.
The sounds of our discord
Wakened the children,
The neighbors and our . . .
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April 10, 2008 10:00 AM EDT --
Daphne and Apollo
Pricked by Cupid's arrow? Oh, Apollo,
You were obsessed. A monomaniac,
Beyond your own control. Some of us know
How your sickness operates with its lack . . .
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July 16, 2008 03:39 AM EDT --
Petrification
Before the cock crows
My heart hardens. Crystalline.
Blue veins in marble.
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Metamorphosis,
As thrice I deny your love.
I am become rock. . . .
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July 23, 2008 04:58 AM EDT --
A Vacant Chamber
He did not tell her the truth.
He let her think the seashell's whisper . . .
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