Tag: celebration
member name: MaryBeth W.
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December 19, 2007 06:45 AM EST --
Black clouds swirl and whirl around until they
hover
and darken
the sunlight
The leaves rest-
less-
ly flutter
in an airless breeze that
whistles slightly in the window screen
and I can no longer . . .
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January 01, 2008 04:12 PM EST --
How do I slip out of my
ordinary existence into the
electric
sensual-ness
of your hand
it's so warm and
mine fits so snuggly against
it
I close my eyes
to imagine
my heart feels swollen . . .
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December 22, 2007 12:25 PM EST --
Citronella, bug-dope
child hood memories,
bug juice and
dark cold swimming holes,
water to numb the toes
stubbed on granite stepping
stones
bloody knees from bumpy, back roads
loose-dirt bike . . .
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January 25, 2008 07:01 AM EST --
I watch as my dear father shuffles laboriously across the bumpy ice. I agitate with false starts towards him and then back away for I want to carry him to saftey but dare not touch him.
He winces with . . .
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January 25, 2008 07:06 AM EST --
I made a joke
(at least it made me laugh)
in my email to "bro"
but as he read it
in some dinky shack
in Chad
he didn't think it was funny
He doesn't understand
if I don't . . .
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December 07, 2007 10:44 AM EST --
I dreamed
last night
that I was dying
Not in the sense that we are all dying
the minute we are born
but that I was about to pass on
to
well, somewhere else,
something else.
. . .
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December 09, 2007 08:18 PM EST --
Was the expression "queer as a 2 dollar bill"? or
Was it a 3 dollar bill?
My mind wandered in its confusion. Why was
This here?
Then the past
Rushed in
Flushing my face as I thought . . .
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December 12, 2007 01:13 PM EST --
I long
For that sun-filled eagle-walled room
of a day
breathed briefly into my life
The sun laying quietly on the
Worn golden couch
I smell the outdoors-fresh pine trees
and hear the brook-water-trickle . . .
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December 07, 2007 09:43 AM EST --
What will I say
when I stand there finally
looking at my mother's stone
When I was last there, it was
drizzling and gray and I stood
watching her ashes disappear into the . . .
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March 05, 2008 08:41 PM EST --
I'm sure there was a proper name for the room. But for us it was a bedroom, siesta room, Crapette playing room, obligatory letters to home before swimming room and once even a dining room. To me, . . .
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December 31, 2007 03:20 PM EST --
I walked
No, hopped from rock to rock
My attention only on the next
Spot
I would place my foot
This one jiggled
Throwing my life off balance
And I slipped into the
Darkness below
It was not . . .
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January 25, 2008 07:04 AM EST --
I hate the idea
but I do it anyway
swallowing the dream flavored
"sleep aid"
I do this each night as
I have decided that
if I can "Just Sleep", I will
get through this
I . . .
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January 20, 2008 08:57 PM EST --
I awake in the night
a heavy object
pushing on my chest
I breathe, but barely
laboring to work the muscles
that allow my breath
I look around me and
in the shadows I see a dresser
a drawer is . . .
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