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"This," she thinks, "is crunchy."
by abernaith
28 lines, 2 comments,
on Nov 18 8:08 PM
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Simply said, she was
that girl. That
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by abernaith
23 lines, 2 comments,
on Nov 18 12:02 AM
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He tells Jack, Jack stood behind him, he tells Jack,
"Jack, don't trip the wire, Jack." And Jack listens.
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And I thought about picking it up, again, picking it up,
and I think, "Oh, how I want to pick it up!"
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Maybe in a blue moon, ducks fly west
and turn into silver swans with diamond dust
by abernaith
23 lines,
on Mar 24 6:40 AM 2008
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in stone, in clay, in papyrus
beauty seeks a face
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With every stroke a million faces bloom;
by abernaith
24 lines, 2 comments,
on Apr 17 7:08 PM 2007. In Life
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and as the spine uncurls, the babe's cry is given wings
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on summer flings and clotheslines
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He stood on two legs and ran before he even walked.
by abernaith
26 lines, 3 comments,
on Mar 22 11:51 PM 2007
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My daddy was a fisherman ages ago in an old backwater village along the Mississippi.
by abernaith
29 lines, 4 comments,
on Mar 22 11:39 PM 2007
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A cup of cinnamon chewed for every year I've waited--
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Five turns, the clock-- it burns my eyelids
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Five turns, the clock-- it burns my eyelids
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you wander down the mirrored heavens-- a stocking floats in view.
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The lights have gone out.
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Shall we at close of day put chores aside
To sup, rest and declare our sweet content
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Click
that's all life was to him,
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here i see you stepping down from the fabled spotlight
wearing nothing but a crown and your rolling tears
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supposition of a music box ballerina
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Love may wound the soul...
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this side up. fragile goods.
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The rain has moved on,
and once again
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Love is cold. Love is lost.
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Little feet in yellow socks, pat-pat-pattering,
tip-toeing, fluttering tiny yellow birds,
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I went to the lake and saw a crow
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A temptress with an angel's smile
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