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sea swallowed,
gulped at the beauty of her legs,25 lines, 8 comments, on Apr 23 11:53 AM 2006. In Nature -
She was bare at the middle and bare at the breast
She was bare to the thigh but the knee I knew best.41 lines, 8 comments, on May 3 8:40 AM 2006. In Love -
See, there are many kinds of snakes, we just didn’t have the right comparisons.75 lines, 17 comments, on May 4 10:28 PM 2006. In Dark
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Perhaps all life began in such places,
God’s husbandry in rough-hewn boards,47 lines, 18 comments, on May 31 6:36 AM 2006. In Love -
her caftan spread
like a kingfisher’s wing26 lines, 11 comments, on Jun 7 9:22 AM 2006. In Spiritual -
Coffee, under torn neon lights, poems, a jazz of sounds,
growling and aggressive in their need to be knifed19 lines, 11 comments, on Jun 8 11:59 AM 2006. In Contemporary -
The world brushes against my cheek,
whispers in my ears, sends me messages in vapored mornings,75 lines, 27 comments, on Jun 14 7:53 AM 2006. In Contemporary -
Fracken dune antidisestablishmentarianism dawn
bestides une rubber baby buggy bumper26 lines, 8 comments, on Jun 18 11:27 PM 2006. In Angst -
Gentle, though, an evening’s moon
Enlightens the empty vessel,23 lines, 5 comments, on Jun 19 2:43 PM 2006. In Spiritual -
It weaves its own story, like the smell of oil
winds through kitchen, out into the forest,42 lines, 11 comments, on Jun 26 8:36 AM 2006. In Society -
is sometimes not enough
to make you believe forever.37 lines, 8 comments, on Jul 9 5:12 PM 2006. In Personal -
Here we are above, below, beside and mixing our music
in the milieu.64 lines, 5 comments, on Jul 10 8:52 AM 2006. In Society -
Your guide will breathe newness
into your open-mouthed awe and teach you new ways to be of service.75 lines, 14 comments, on Jul 16 5:54 AM 2006. In Spiritual -
“Come,” she whispered and slipped her fist16 lines, 4 comments, on Jul 29 1:40 PM 2006. In Society
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Ah, this is beautiful, your face.31 lines, 8 comments, on Aug 11 7:50 PM 2006. In Love
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Volumes of sad sighs, eyes sought
Even for one sign where her ancients roam.18 lines, 12 comments, on Aug 20 5:14 PM 2006. In Angst -
I used to hate him and I could have hated him more today, but I have changed my mind.18 lines, 7 comments, on Oct 20 5:44 PM 2006. In Childrens
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Oh, Canada, your bonfire licks us open
and we ignite this land with new daughters:40 lines, 10 comments, on Oct 31 3:17 AM 2006. In Society
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Let us celebrate giving and receiving, for purposes known
from some seeds grow excess and from some seeds grow none. -
Cpl. Dunham slipped
into the monastery of Sainthood -
I love you for the surrender
that shows on the landscape of your face. -
escapes in huffs and puffs
in frigid bye and bye.21 lines, 3 comments, on Nov 30 11:52 AM 2006. In Nature
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16 lines, 5 comments, on Dec 6 5:27 AM 2006. In Adult
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What name it is, what name should be, I can not say, I can not know
because it is not quickly chosen unless the spirit bids it so. -
35 lines, 7 comments, on Dec 15 7:35 AM 2006. In Adult
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I will hold it safe for you until you can rise
and take it and pin it on your breast;
a hero’s badge, honorable woman that you are. -
She would be a whistle in the crusty clearing
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What makes us all the same is red blood
and the kiss of God31 lines, 16 comments, on Dec 28 8:23 AM 2006. In spiritual
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Here we are;
poet’s penning our pulse of life
as it knocked on the door of hearts.31 lines, 11 comments, on Dec 28 10:13 AM 2006. In Poetry and Poets
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Came time, as all times come, when grief51 lines, 8 comments, on Dec 29 7:01 AM 2006. In spiritual
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Come women who have withstood the weather,
the wrestling and the wry wrinkles of another year;
be wild with me55 lines, 21 comments, on Dec 30 8:20 AM 2006
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crossing in the shroud of night
to tear a hole in the perpetual gauze
between heaven and here28 lines, 5 comments, on Jan 10 2:00 PM 2007. In Love
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My lips taste your
Hello forever. -
Remembering from whence it came, we came,
is the reason sadness makes us droop.39 lines, 7 comments, on Jan 16 3:29 PM 2007. In Sadness
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I hear the color of your songs sliding through the canyons,
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I will be the witch who watches the pot.
You be the step-mother who forgives herself.
And, you, brother, can be the reason we purr.35 lines, 11 comments, on Jan 13 7:27 PM 2007. In Society
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I am wild and wise and nasty and nice.37 lines, 63 comments, on Jan 29 2:34 PM 2007. In Personal
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We move
in freedom of speech, religion, kind and creed, and color.
We are all one Kanata, Canada.55 lines, 12 comments, on Jan 22 11:07 AM 2007. In Society
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You could come in a flurry of fur23 lines, 12 comments, on Jan 23 7:02 AM 2007. In Spiritual
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She moves like Eve rising from dust,
glint of her eyes teasing the sun.15 lines, 4 comments, on Jan 24 5:32 PM 2007
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I am about to rush
into the leaf-rustling whispers
about seasons being short.50 lines, 4 comments, on Feb 1 8:12 PM 2007
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A poem tickled the back of my eyelids,
Lifted up the lash lens I filter5 lines, 10 comments, on Feb 5 4:36 PM 2007
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A woman, a bird, a moth
all have soft breasts,10 lines, 5 comments, on Feb 6 10:19 PM 2007. In Spiritual
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A very rich man, who visits her15 lines, 9 comments, on Feb 7 10:23 PM 2007. In Love
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It swooped and put our prayers on your hand.20 lines, 8 comments, on Jan 27 1:44 PM 2007. In Spiritual
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rolling stones in my mouth
with my tongue13 lines, 7 comments, on Feb 9 8:51 AM 2007. In Personal
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She has escaped our rough hands,
our greedy eyes, our plunder of heart,24 lines, 5 comments, on Feb 13 11:46 PM 2007
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Another broken heart
Bent into sharp shoulder blades10 lines, 7 comments, on Feb 15 6:27 AM 2007. In Sad
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3 lines, 11 comments, on Feb 18 8:46 PM 2007. In Writing
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I was blitzed
but not enough to notice that you bogied
the best part of the clip.39 lines, 11 comments, on Feb 22 9:11 PM 2007. In Society
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Grandfather to me by spirit and not blood,
I do not whisper your spirit name32 lines, 3 comments, on Feb 22 10:26 AM 2007. In Spiritual
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I shall always be
the extra piece that really belongs elsewhere31 lines, 14 comments, on Jan 21 8:59 PM 2007. In Angst
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stand-in-stone woman
weeping colored sorrow
over far-flung children26 lines, 16 comments, on Feb 20 11:48 AM 2007. In Spiritual
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Have you danced like a daughter in the tall grasses,
slipped into a cool stream, bare naked?38 lines, 19 comments, on Feb 28 2:06 AM 2007. In Society
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31 lines, 2 comments, on Mar 1 8:32 AM 2007. In Society
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I was Anthony in daily adoration
and a wayfarer by night.16 lines, 6 comments, on Feb 28 2:18 AM 2007. In Society
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Shadows on wide-blue’s scud
present a precarious blight,14 lines, 6 comments, on Jan 30 9:22 AM 2007. In Spirituality
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I am captivated by the sweet curse of having known you27 lines, 19 comments, on Mar 3 8:55 AM 2007. In Loss
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42 lines, 17 comments, on Mar 4 7:49 PM 2007. In Erotica
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When I wept until my own guts heaved,
he thought only of himself and he grabbed
the closest flight to anywhere33 lines, 9 comments, on Mar 21 3:14 PM 2007. In Sorrow -
Move over, Moses, we are all gravely disappointed.21 lines, 6 comments, on Feb 18 8:58 AM 2007. In Society
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25 lines, 2 comments, on Mar 6 5:45 AM 2007. In Angst
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If I'd haved died then,
I could have saved myself, my family, my god,
a lot of trouble for my later badness.27 lines, 2 comments, on Mar 22 1:47 PM 2007. In Thoughts -
36 lines, 15 comments, on Mar 19 3:09 PM 2007. In Thoughts
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Remember, I am thrilled at this leaving. I have much more
to do, more places to go, more souls to meet.36 lines, 14 comments, on Mar 22 9:15 AM 2007. In Spiritual -
47 lines, 3 comments, on Apr 1 10:23 AM 2007. In spiritual
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50 lines, 4 comments, on Apr 1 11:26 AM 2007. In Life
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35 lines, 7 comments, on Apr 6 7:55 PM 2007. In Loss
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she curled her knuckles
to wire handle, pressed her footsteps
into the chalky thirties’ ground,36 lines, 11 comments, on Apr 11 11:41 AM 2007. In Society
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I am searching for another tradesman-lover;33 lines, 10 comments, on Apr 14 7:34 AM 2007. In Thoughts
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Turn away from me, if you come, not honestly,
for I am sick of tying to define the looks13 lines, 15 comments, on Apr 14 7:55 AM 2007. In Angst
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If the world were flat, I would be holding on.
searching the dark side for faces I know30 lines, 6 comments, on Apr 15 2:59 PM 2007. In thoughts
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28 lines, 2 comments, on Apr 12 8:38 PM 2007. In Angst
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Down on Bayou where the mangroves reach
there’s a siren in wild woods64 lines, 20 comments, on Apr 23 7:58 PM 2007. In Life
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let me die a thief’s death
so I can stow away in god’s gallery
41 lines, 9 comments, on Apr 18 6:23 PM 2007. In Writing about writing
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I crave night best, when, in dreams,
I am wound around you22 lines, 6 comments, on Apr 19 4:57 PM 2007. In Love
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I could say I was patriotic once
when taps played
25 lines, 7 comments, on Apr 11 1:06 PM 2007. In Society
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the man, who loves nature slips his hand in his cotton jean’s pocket36 lines, 10 comments, on Apr 26 8:42 PM 2007. In Thoughts
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She sighs in her sleep
swimming through dreams34 lines, 22 comments, on Apr 23 5:12 PM 2007. In Spiritual
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You would have me / If you could21 lines, 4 comments, on May 4 7:29 AM 2007. In Personal
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What gain is there in turning sod, and gouging at her soul
if hell is but a shovel’s width; a heated crust scraped raw
19 lines, 8 comments, on Apr 19 10:38 AM 2007. In spiritual
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Sunday, they hummed a hymn like they believed it. / By Tuesday, sharp smacks of lips punctuated long sighs. / On Thursday, they had no brea22 lines, 11 comments, on May 11 7:59 PM 2007. In Society
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/ / He lays beside a mulberry woman in hours of grace and shadow / when Eden was perfect as this first man, making most of worms and ba16 lines, 12 comments, on May 12 6:18 AM 2007. In Society
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there is something to a man
who can pound posts80 lines, 10 comments, on Apr 22 6:39 PM 2007. In Friendship
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What we should have is that rough long past85 lines, 16 comments, on May 4 1:31 PM 2007. In Society
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time-etched with acidic rain26 lines, 13 comments, on May 7 7:33 AM 2007
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Words ride ocean’s move to land on pale sand,44 lines, 11 comments, on May 11 12:40 PM 2007. In Writing
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We / are kin / to sky’s blue God / I am spirit of the tree / tree is spirit of me, and we / are partial participants in life; two / limbs
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Whales sing low in ocean trill
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I lost a mother and thought not to ever hear / bird’s sing unless thrust
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It has been said, and I believe it to be true, that when fire spills out of every mountain, and disease drops down out of the blue, there44 lines, 6 comments, on May 25 6:34 PM 2007. In thoughts
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7, 25,47, 60, 90 / / shewolfnative15 lines, 6 comments, on Apr 28 8:37 AM 2007. In Thoughts
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I saw gray wiry strands of hair / refusing to cover her pink scalp / as she wriggled her girdle / up over her knobby knees, / up over her s27 lines, 9 comments, on May 27 9:47 PM 2007. In Memories
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Riverside Louis was fluid
34 lines, 14 comments, on Jun 2 9:53 AM 2007. In Society
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molding on trees, in gardens, lapping greenly on lakes / sneering in shades we would typically find beautiful / warped beyond recognition,6 lines, 15 comments, on Jun 6 9:28 PM 2007. In Society
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She sits on the dock, dreaming, rocking her body / like abandoned ship in a Bay. / Sky weeps that it can not hold her. / Water winces at fo9 lines, 14 comments, on Jun 8 7:41 AM 2007. In Society
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What have you seen, Old Man, from your slump / into rocky divide of heaven and earth, province and country? / Tonight, gray horses stir up43 lines, 15 comments, on May 21 7:03 AM 2007
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Old lady gathered brown eggs from loosely woven nest, / hen cautioning her, should she take too many, / handle them roughly. Drawing up he26 lines, 1 comment, on May 31 7:21 AM 2007. In Spiritual
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We, who are branches of one tree, come sing our hymns34 lines, 6 comments, on Jun 11 2:38 PM 2007. In Spiritual
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Forest wakens with ferny feathers / sticking up on crown of hills / like an overslept dream, dangling / over edge of a four-poster bed / do24 lines, 9 comments, on Jul 14 2:32 PM 2007. In Life
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Water in and water out.47 lines, 15 comments, on Jul 12 4:21 PM 2007. In Spiritual
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Which part of me would you have? / I have little left of me un-owned: / These hands, tagged by touch / Have trenched the tears of angels /40 lines, 8 comments, on Jul 24 10:26 AM 2007. In Personal
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Each last kiss becomes / slip of surrendered endearments / shifting in ebb I will to leave / what heart-prints there are / for me to trace16 lines, 13 comments, on Jul 24 3:11 PM 2007. In Sad
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Stumbling over treasures
down in ground-fine shore9 lines, 9 comments, on Aug 9 5:34 PM 2007. In Angst
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7 lines, 8 comments, on Aug 9 11:36 PM 2007. In Personal
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25 lines, 14 comments, on Aug 10 7:43 PM 2007. In Adult
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6 lines, 13 comments, on Aug 10 8:36 PM 2007. In Life
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11 lines, 6 comments, on Aug 10 9:16 PM 2007. In Personal
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21 lines, 16 comments, on Aug 11 9:51 AM 2007
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Simply let your soul speak through / Hands that are inspired by heart, be / Ecstatic in your rise to higher planes / Lift eyes to what COUL22 lines, 12 comments, on Jul 26 3:37 PM 2007
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They came, white sails sifting / sand through rutting spokes / to carve their ownership, forevermore, / flattening grasses, slaughtering an29 lines, 6 comments, on Jul 25 12:18 PM 2007. In Society
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20 lines, 14 comments, on Aug 12 8:58 PM 2007. In Thoughts
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31 lines, 8 comments, on Aug 14 1:42 PM 2007. In Sorrow
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18 lines, 6 comments, on Aug 18 9:40 AM 2007. In Thoughts
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39 lines, 6 comments, on Aug 16 7:11 AM 2007. In Loss
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Bones are knit by hand-bent hands
needles capture sinew and skin,39 lines, 2 comments, on Aug 19 9:50 AM 2007. In Personal -
Out of midnight madness comes a knight, white with pure intentions.
His slide into realm of somewhere between wakening and dreaming -
Hold this memory for a minute,
let me catch what breath there is6 lines, 8 comments, on Aug 23 11:06 AM 2007. In Nature
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Do you wish Grace and Dignity, dearest youth?
Listen to the Elders22 lines, 11 comments, on Aug 23 7:13 PM 2007. In Society
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39 lines, 7 comments, on Feb 27 6:31 PM 2007. In Society
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Lord, give me gutsy women;
those with fly-away red hair,32 lines, 11 comments, on Aug 23 2:07 PM 2007. In Society
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Ancient serpentine tongue
rasps on dry canyon lips25 lines, 8 comments, on Aug 24 3:47 PM 2007
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19 lines, 7 comments, on Mar 6 6:04 AM 2007. In Spiritual
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Today, I noticed how dried flowers bleed on to paper when pressed, like a squeezed heart, between bindings of some old book. The petal con16 lines, 4 comments, on Aug 24 2:38 PM 2007. In Prose
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Today, the ox is in the mire
Of theology trying to right itself31 lines, 12 comments, on Aug 26 11:09 AM 2007. In Society
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I have seen night in a coyote’s eye,
waiting for morning, to lead me,33 lines, 5 comments, on Aug 28 4:38 PM 2007. In Spiritual
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Smothered in silk and kisses from swollen lips
of confessions, I have given up everything,12 lines, 6 comments, on Aug 28 6:12 PM 2007. In Spirituality
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36 lines, 4 comments, on Aug 14 8:43 PM 2007. In Friendship
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Like wind uses cracks in clapboard
to vibrate its reedy throat, to sing23 lines, 7 comments, on Aug 21 1:56 PM 2007. In Thoughts
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I’ve wasted too much moonlight on Manchuria;
my tilted swath of book, swung out but brought back28 lines, 15 comments, on Sep 1 2:31 PM 2007. In Loss
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Falling-sudden dusk has sent Man out
to reach for what they have not touched,43 lines, 15 comments, on Sep 2 5:01 PM 2007. In Personal -
shivering prayers
sweep through still mist33 lines, 9 comments, on Sep 3 9:36 AM 2007. In Nature
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David standing on rock, provided for,
but plagued by gnats of grievances,45 lines, 11 comments, on Sep 1 2:02 PM 2007. In Personal -
It is one thing to share tranquility, with a friend, a lover,
or a mother who is a sweating canopy of cry ~26 lines, 23 comments, on Sep 7 4:58 PM 2007. In Soulful -
Wishing to take back small but grave things
like breaking of butterfly wing27 lines, 11 comments, on Sep 1 11:53 PM 2007. In Soulful
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In summer’s sweater, she arrives
a clutch of blossoms and bugs30 lines, 10 comments, on Sep 8 8:25 AM 2007
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Angle fit to rounded curve
as wielded tool of such embrace19 lines, 4 comments, on Sep 8 10:08 AM 2007 -
His chin rests on well-worn hand
as wrinkles around his eyes, tighten,27 lines, 15 comments, on Sep 2 10:24 AM 2007. In Family -
“Ssssssssssssso,” hissed snake to lion, who had just come out of his den,
tell me, lion, why would you go hungry and not eat a praying man19 lines, 4 comments, on Sep 4 10:06 PM 2007. In Thoughts
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House ticks.
I am willed to walk29 lines, 10 comments, on Sep 7 7:19 PM 2007. In Grief -
cruddy coffee, slow light
we welcome morning, like tired trees23 lines, 10 comments, on Sep 9 8:34 AM 2007. In Memories
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I am the other woman, not another woman;
a druther woman that answered a keening48 lines, 23 comments, on Sep 10 7:57 PM 2007 -
sweet this air beneath summer’s ending tree
that speaks to me of losing and life’s beauty25 lines, 9 comments, on Aug 31 12:14 AM 2007
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I have a pen friend of kisiskaciwan: swift flowing water,
where sunlight and sundown are known by tractors pulling31 lines, 13 comments, on Sep 2 10:35 PM 2007
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Pumpkin pie air, gingerbread land,
stitch of birds on a line21 lines, 15 comments, on Sep 12 7:47 AM 2007. In Nature
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Coffee perched in cup holder, too hot, yet,
to put rim to lip and swallow some let loose -
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How different would slick sticky stories
if little hood of red with cookie crumbs18 lines, 7 comments, on Sep 26 11:07 PM 2007. In Society
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I write from the bed of bluebells season bent over,
crinkled cups of blue never more to ring except to sing -
Such subtle dying old songs
click like changing records45 lines, 8 comments, on Oct 12 12:46 PM 2007. In Society -
This churning sea, swallowing half my moon,
chants; wave by wave it whispers -
In amniotic stew of creation, was planted Tethys
who slipped out of a crack and sifted herself through dark19 lines, 8 comments, on Sep 2 8:30 PM 2007
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Air stirs with kiting reasons to believe patterns
of leafy comings and goings and betrayals,20 lines, 10 comments, on Nov 20 9:08 AM 2007. In Love
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Sorrow is the churning of a froth in red gorge;
that glacial rush of sky-poured moisture28 lines, 10 comments, on Nov 22 5:17 PM 2007
-
our languages, separate
yet feed the same root10 lines, 3 comments, on Feb 8 7:18 PM 2007. In Society
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From the dark night I rose from when mother’s split-thighs
spilled a promise to the world, or would-be, could-be when -
My midnight pane fogs, spreading like a dark plague
to takes the form of your face; the ephemeral profile ~ -
ice rains plies piney branches of my forest;
ping and sing of struck strung electrical wires -
After ping and whing of sky
falling down with round pound,16 lines, 5 comments, on Nov 23 7:07 PM 2007. In Pain -
We are all just dry petals
pressed between pages29 lines, 6 comments, on Nov 26 5:08 PM 2007. In Life
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There are stones added to stones,
entombment’s wrath,65 lines, 5 comments, on Nov 26 5:51 PM 2007. In Society -
A speck of fractured rain
slapped prairie’s dry tongue -
Hope is snowflake, cutting itself loose,
from dark winter’s comfort26 lines, 6 comments, on Nov 27 5:31 PM 2007
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to plunge my hand
through cracked ice24 lines, 10 comments, on Nov 28 9:07 AM 2007. In thoughts
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A fixed moment like butterfly pinned to velvet
beautiful, this dead thing stiff with last thought serenity painted on,16 lines, 7 comments, on Nov 17 6:07 PM 2007. In Life -
She stands in lofty fullness
and sun-round seep of forgiveness24 lines, 14 comments, on Dec 5 8:39 AM 2007. In Spiritual
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In the east, she was sung cherubic choruses,
given gold and frankincense and myrrh16 lines, 8 comments, on Dec 9 10:37 AM 2007. In Spiritual
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no silence is found, but deep in ground
and spirit has flown up in smoke27 lines, 2 comments, on Dec 8 1:13 PM 2007. In Soceity -
Iceberg rocking restlessly
in coldest place on earth15 lines, 4 comments, on Dec 10 1:44 PM 2007. In Spiritual
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Out of sorrow are we born
to such peace as foreign star -
A map, a body, a bone, a stone;
myths and lies, regurgitated from earth41 lines, 5 comments, on Dec 1 9:28 AM 2007
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He was forged out of pioneering stock,
walked Belly River rough-sticked paths -
18 lines, 12 comments, on Dec 14 8:26 AM 2007. In Adult
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There are times when I walk out in sub-zero weather
right in the middle of summer19 lines, 5 comments, on Dec 3 10:25 AM 2007. In Pain -
lost cities, sunken and beings evolved
to hum sea songs20 lines, 7 comments, on Dec 16 8:35 AM 2007. In Spiritual
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My mother wore wire framed corsets,
that, I believe, squeezed the life out of her.26 lines, 4 comments, on Dec 18 11:42 AM 2007
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Golden sluice of morning’s sun, ticks
over vacant nests in furthest trees17 lines, 4 comments, on Dec 4 4:36 PM 2007
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your voice is filled with woods; with bushes and trees,
with polished cherry wood bent to sing strung songs -
It is only fault-finders
judging16 lines, 13 comments, on Dec 26 9:58 PM 2007. In Dark -
there are strobing messages
in lights’28 lines, 10 comments, on Dec 8 11:25 AM 2007. In Society -
angle down sun, a long cold night
second of deepest dark28 lines, 11 comments, on Dec 23 2:52 PM 2007. In Society
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Shiloh echoes like a battleground flurry
muted beneath river soft song19 lines, 5 comments, on Dec 26 10:16 PM 2007. In Society
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Come let us play Snakes and Ladders
and I shall climb higher and faster this time82 lines, 9 comments, on Dec 30 10:59 AM 2007. In Personal
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I can not love you
for like sting of nettle,11 lines, 6 comments, on Jan 1 12:31 PM. In Personal -
As a hungry bowl-shaven boy
he took part15 lines, 7 comments, on Nov 21 1:26 PM 2007. In Cultural
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You, woman, your delicious geography
and history have moved men to tears,60 lines, 29 comments, on Dec 23 5:47 PM 2007. In Society
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A precise moment I was loved:
Curved against your forgetting,17 lines, 12 comments, on Jan 1 12:48 PM. In Personal
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I have shelves of books, yellowing and waiting
for another place to be, yet, there are more poems30 lines, 14 comments, on Jan 3 3:48 PM. In Creativity
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She is, perhaps, rough-barked,
dryly left on soil to succumb48 lines, 9 comments, on Jan 4 9:55 AM. In Society
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29 lines, 4 comments, on Dec 3 10:06 PM 2007. In Adult
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One could measure he breaths by hook of thread,
pulled through,33 lines, 15 comments, on Dec 26 3:40 PM 2007. In Memories
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I know the sound of quiet braided
in fine hair rising to scent of pine39 lines, 16 comments, on Jan 3 3:30 PM. In Spiritual
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a word
without appendages16 lines, 22 comments, on Jan 14 10:38 AM. In thought
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Once there was an attic with a dormer window
that wept behind dark tapestry curtains20 lines, 5 comments, on Mar 28 10:09 AM. In Memories
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Riverside Louis thinks he is the hatchling of an eggy sun
“Sunnyside up!”, he says, dipping his toast31 lines, 13 comments, on Mar 28 9:57 AM. In spiritual
-
by dying breath of dragon,
did you pass21 lines, 12 comments, on Apr 11 10:42 PM. In Society
-
Train shivers east into heavy skies
waiting to weep22 lines, 6 comments, on Apr 24 7:59 AM. In Life
-
It is by touch of eyes
I know you to be gentle22 lines, 8 comments, on May 4 11:21 AM
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Innocence, passing over the pulsing hum of insects,
to touch tender petals of strangeness in a rippling garden13 lines, 9 comments, on May 18 7:06 AM. In Life
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ice so blue it aches,
so hard it cuts,27 lines, 10 comments, on May 25 2:28 PM. In Angst -
he doesn’t hear, so she yells,
without sounding angry, or hurt, or spiteful57 lines, 14 comments, on May 25 2:32 PM
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I.
Pale little scroll of pale yellow65 lines, 7 comments, on May 26 6:24 AM. In Society
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I am broken-limbed tree
no longer pointing nor reaching34 lines, 10 comments, on May 26 3:24 PM. In writing -
At lifting mist and settling stone,
a gate, unlatched, swung open32 lines, 5 comments, on Jun 2 8:31 AM. In Society
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After being beaten soundly,
sky puts clouds beyond backyard fence -
I.
Woman bending over cleft in oceans grimace; -
If I close my eyes tightly enough, there is color
sometimes images blossom24 lines, 5 comments, on Jun 3 1:12 PM
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I.
Once he tires of his ball51 lines, 12 comments, on Jun 8 10:26 AM. In Spiritual
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There is poetry growing in the mountains,
between the cracks of granite;34 lines, 4 comments, on Jun 3 1:02 PM
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I.
a woman, peering through shroud61 lines, 15 comments, on Jun 6 1:07 PM. In Friendship
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eyes saturated with prayer,
a sudden stumble to one’s knees -
And people ground the feet to bone
gathering, gathering32 lines, 3 comments, on Jun 5 2:38 PM. In Spiritual
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22 lines, 6 comments, on Jul 15 12:51 PM. In Adult
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How hard this wait for genesis
in pewter sludge of passing plows1 lines, 4 comments, on Dec 10 9:17 PM 2007. In Nature -
Pigtailed tucked beneath our collars
so briars and brambles would not snatch and drag,50 lines, 6 comments, on Jul 30 10:22 PM. In Memory
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Before a storm, there is this yellow wait;
hair zinging at nape of neck;27 lines, 2 comments, on Aug 18 11:59 AM
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One does not need mouth to know words,
nor ears to hear sound you can describe,32 lines, 6 comments, on Aug 12 6:56 PM. In friendship
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