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You were twelve, A mere child.
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Winds of change
Bring the smell of falling leaves
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Walking down the country lane
amid the golden colors of Autumn
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no i dont take cash, credit? sorry sir but i heard yur bankrupt,
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Like literature,Your heart is poetry on your face. Your words a genesis to a masterpiece
by azn
32 lines, 1 comment,
on Nov 16 11:03 PM. In Sad, Fantasy, Love, Life, Weird, Other, Friendship, Dark, Freewrite, Romance, Memories
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can't you see? i don't mean any harm.
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Our family gathers at Grandma’s but also known as my mother
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On the table of my Aunt they sat,
In the cold ,dark,dining room .
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I've been at this bedside all day with a wave of family and friends
coming and going since early morning.Some stayed for a while and visit
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Girl meets boy And everything starts
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She remembers the details:
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My innocence, my heart cried out your name,
surprised. An empty echo cried the same.
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I think I was pre-school age; but I started a little late and the memories are so vivid I had to be old enough to remember and young enough
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I saw a big white rainbow
across the kelp birth, swelling
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Times were bad and we were broke,
cupboard was almost bare.
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I've been lying on the
cold ground,
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I tried to sweep you up into
A butterfly net;
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'Neath the musty mold
valued treasures lie;
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A knowing heart,
Only needs a loving kiss,
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The journeys of the heart - a chart of will,
Through wilderness of ways we do not know ...
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Four men sit in rocking chairs
whiling the hours away
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Your ghost drifts through me like a silent moment in time.
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Once, love dreamed of, I used to write her name
by anaisnais
19 lines,
on Nov 5 4:59 AM. In a m docherty, anaisnais, chances, doves, dreams, life, loved, memories, poems, poetry
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Salt flecks on my skin Sand beneath my fingernails
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i am desperate for an oracle, and at times like this i hesitate to trust my shaking soul. you are gone even when you're here; you're here even when you're gone. it's maddening. i don't hold it against you and i never will...
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i want it to have never happened. i want to sponge away the writing on this stone. i want to feel nothing, to have never felt anything. i want to forget all of it. the whole of it, gone like an exorcised ghost. i don't ever w
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You were in my memories.
Suddenly you've come to life.
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The smell wafts from the kitchen, as two languages blend,
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Dear Daddy,
Not a day passes that you haven't crossed my thoughts; I think about you each and every day.
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If it is only you that fuels me to go on; then by embracing you I smell of gas
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two boys and two girls
dressed in sacks --
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But after what you did
Who you are
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Prose: from victim's standpoint (vic of David's revenge) Not for the faint of heart
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Oh the apple tree was glowing...
Full of blossoms lily white ,
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When the warm brown Tenessee mud reaches appalachian ankles, I can smell the smoky musk of woodstove chimneys and hickory fires.
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Summer glows ripe with baking heat,
Breeze has left for a vacation,
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I don't know if we were meant to be But everytime I see your gazing brown eyes
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Inspired by a memory of my childhood past
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I sat next to you by the lake,
The golden light from the sun suspended on the blue sheet of sky,
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A fall pear in a basket at the market lay colored with red covering its green. I always loved those red pears, my favorite in the fall and
by Dixie Dawn
127 lines, 2 comments,
on Oct 17 3:43 PM. In Life, Death, Love, Memories, Mothers, Family, Fall, Autumn, Personal
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