Tag: poems
group name: prosegazebo
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November 11, 2007 02:26 PM EST --
I hope that these make you smile a little.
Sing Along Time
Come now altogether in Sound of Music time :
Crowbars and hacksaws and bullet proof jackets
Unshaven baddies and all of their rackets . . . more
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July 27, 2008 05:33 PM EDT --
A lop-sided moon
Shows its pock-marked face,
Smirking in a sky bereft of cloud.
While winter trees stretch,
Twisting their limbs toward the sky,
Lifting their last blood dried leaves in silence, . . . more
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June 28, 2008 10:12 AM EDT --
Ordinarily it wouldn't have happened,
But the booze went to my head.
I lost my inhibitions
And I wound up in your bed.
You looked into my eyes
And lit my body's fire
Pressed your lips . . . more
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July 05, 2008 03:59 AM EDT --
In the park
a chubby pink child
rests on a bench
in her mother's arms,
eating long strands of blond hair
in affectionate clumps,
and staring at embracing lovers
who smile back.
In . . . more
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July 13, 2008 03:12 PM EDT --
I used to keep my heart
In a woven wicker basket
On a cluttered closet shelf.
It was safe there.
You came along one day
bringing candied sunshine on a stick,
I put it away in a black box . . . more
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November 18, 2007 07:07 PM EST --
Predator
By Carole Shukle
Copyright 2006
The snake dangled from
the talons of the swift hawk
like limp spaghetti.
more
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October 04, 2007 02:37 AM EDT --
lemon grass and willows
shifting in your summer
breeze,
all the times you sift my mind,
are you ever coming back to me?
days awake and hollow
your scent corrodes . . . more
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June 30, 2008 02:51 AM EDT --
Alone in the darkness,
I stand at my window
and gaze down on my deserted block,
barely lit by a single street lamp.
Suddenly, I see him,
The old man sitting lonely
On the September cold, . . . more
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August 07, 2008 09:57 AM EDT --
find myself,
too ready.
so ripe, but to burst,
drooling
nectar
swollen sauce
hoping to intoxicate.
falling to(wards) you
r hand
with out . . . more
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June 26, 2008 08:25 PM EDT --
It is a hot Sunday morning.
My restless eyes move around the chapel
And focus on the old man
Who sits across the aisle
In a homemade wheelchair.
I wonder what he thinks and feels
As he blinks . . . more
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June 30, 2008 02:24 AM EDT --
I am a spent bomb,
Shell of a woman.
The fragmentation
Of somebody's dream
The remnants of a nightmare
She never knew she had.
I am without self
A mass of tissue
Mutated to human . . . more
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June 30, 2008 03:28 AM EDT --
At the end of my life, I live,
And dream my way back
Through a thousand acres of time
To when I sat small and unalone,
Listening to the whispers
Of unloved maple leaves.
At the end of my . . . more
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July 06, 2008 04:56 PM EDT --
We strive for the secret,
Yet never quite reach it.
And the old are still the young
With grayer hair and paper skin,
While the child plays house
In Mama's clothes,
Innocent, yet knowing. . . . more
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May 31, 2008 10:48 PM EDT --
Without a name you are
nor are you with a purpose
no subject chosen for your virtue
you are more precious than my person
poetic verses
how i form thee in your anonymity
unsure of what . . . more
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May 02, 2008 12:06 AM EDT --
I carry you beneath my eyelids,
Damp and full of love.
You collect in my lashes
and try to escape
as a tear on the run
down my cheek
But I wrap you in tissue
And plant you close to my . . . more
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July 06, 2008 02:49 PM EDT --
Haven't slept in several nights.
Just been sitting here in my blue bedroom,
Slurping cups of cold coffee,
Chain-smoking stale cigarettes.
And thinking about Sonya.
She came to me again . . . more
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July 08, 2008 03:38 AM EDT --
When Steffie died,
She lived on
as tears on Mama's cheeks.
The bright colored dresses
with delicate lace
and the dolls with button eyes
were put away
But, still Mama cried.
Why is death? . . . more
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July 13, 2008 03:32 PM EDT --
I think about you throughout the day
At night I lie awake and pray
That at some point you'll think of me
And know how special "we" could be.
But I can never reveal how much
I lust . . . more
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June 02, 2007 10:51 PM EDT --
I don't want you back
Though I crave your touch.
I can't keep doing it,
It hurts too much.
I don't want you back,
Though I long for one kiss,
I must back away, . . . more
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July 05, 2008 03:12 AM EDT --
Lying on my back, gazing at the sky
I think of you and I can fly
Soaring high over oceans so blue,
This makes no sense, but it is oh so true.
In loving you there is no in between.
When we're . . . more
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