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Poems of my own that hit deep.

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  • butterfly love
    6 lines, 3 comments, on Sep 26 7:20 PM 2007
  • Believing Broken Glass
    looking into circus mirrors,
    trusting reflections of broken prisms
    3 lines, 13 comments, on May 31 6:40 PM 2008
  • Weeds
    I. I'm tired of resorting to crude metaphors to say that I love you. I can draw butterflies and flowers; sing stupid love songs, and never end up making my point clear. I can compare you to the evening star; I can compare yo
    8 lines, 12 comments, on Sep 21 7:03 AM 2008
  • Vocal Range
    For each measure of this life
    there are four quarter notes that fit.
    29 lines, 10 comments, on Oct 12 2:34 AM 2008
  • The Shore Grows Dim as Tree Rings Accumulate
    Sweetly singing shelias storm through summer,
    baby's booties bounce on swaying lines.
    10 lines, 4 comments, on Oct 26 4:05 PM
  • la tristesse, ma vie.
    I walked alone through slanted city streets,
    when dawn was peeking past her starry vale.
    4 lines, 6 comments, on Oct 29 12:23 PM
  • Anticipation
    So let me swim in ashes sweet,
    and shatter now the silver cord.
    4 lines, 6 comments, on Oct 29 6:13 PM
  • Inhale
    Strike me in solitude with half-crescent chords, as I breathe for another sun; just one more. Unable to abide by black-rose dreams and blee
    7 lines, 9 comments, on Oct 31 12:36 PM
  • & sand eludes these eyes.
    The pillow once was warm, but now has slid
    behind the bed, beyond my fingers' range,
    14 lines, 5 comments, on Oct 31 2:20 PM
  • bearhug
    If I could keep you in my arms,
    and let the world pass to dust . . .
    22 lines, 9 comments, on Oct 31 5:38 PM
  • The Power of Love
    19 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 3 11:01 AM
  • Wallflower's Reflection on Seed and Roots
    They use the same sounds,
    harsh Latin on the tongue,
    29 lines, 10 comments, on Nov 11 9:59 AM
  • screaming heathen
    Survey the halls in medias res, as the world slows to a trickle of frames per second; but I am full speed, faster than the world for once,
    11 lines, 7 comments, on Nov 12 1:18 PM
  • act well thy part
    Suddenly, the photograph of the world inverted, making blacks white and fires blue. Insanity reigns; since when did I need her folded in my arms to feel my pulse? I live on her joie-de-vivre now, counting on her bandaged soul
    9 lines, 6 comments, on Nov 16 2:24 PM
  • Ursa Minor (-fin-)
    4 lines, 21 comments, on Nov 16 4:47 PM
  • screens
    Tonight, I am not a poet, but a punchdrunk fool watching movies late into the night, dreaming of a cheering stadium, knowing that happy eve
    4 lines, 2 comments, on Nov 23 10:23 AM
  • midnight meetings with a cold keyboard.
    Pride can stand a thousand trials,the strong will never fallBut watching stars without you,my soul cried.
    --
    10 lines, 4 comments, on Nov 23 10:31 AM
  • wistful
    I wonder what it's like to share dinner and chardonnay kisses when the person reflected in her crystalline eyes is slender and seductive as a candlestick.
    5 lines, on Nov 23 11:21 AM
  • fuck this faerie tale.
    11 lines, 17 comments, on Nov 24 11:27 AM
  • crunching numbers
    you are the root of negative one, a cuddly little little 'ι' that would compute into the algebraic logic of my existance, a little ιmagination to counterbalance the staid existence of each heartbeat.
    5 lines, on Nov 24 1:29 PM
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