Tag: poetry
member name: Faith H.
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July 25, 2007 09:19 PM EDT --
The sails flap listless in a damp dead wind.
Sheets limp on the bow, she glances toward a
blank horizon, lost in the distance.
Below deck, frustration and words fill the void.
But here, . . .
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December 19, 2006 09:39 PM EST --
We were there, at the edge.
Tough, weathered at an early age.
Did we give up, did we sacrifice?
Where were you, near the edge?
We survived, we fought for you.
Riding out beyond the fringe. . . .
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March 03, 2007 07:04 PM EST --
in a blue black space
with a cream center
the blackest blue
an oreo for the night
with a wicked grin
got some milk
moon says yes
dipping and grinning.
. . .
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September 09, 2006 07:23 PM EDT --
The wisteria is a deep purple
jolting a memory
of a deep purple deception
the lover who did not love
the deep purple flowers
given to exact . . .
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November 23, 2006 10:53 AM EST --
I am from Love's beat
Life's journey of joy.
Two lovers on this trip,
Caught up in the world.
Given their best,
I made them proud.
Two people determined . . .
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August 04, 2007 08:48 AM EDT --
Here is where lonely begins
hand on brass knob
one last glance back
to an already gone room.
Hands on a steering wheel
out of the driveway
and a pause to shift
all but the eyes. . . .
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August 19, 2007 04:42 PM EDT --
Haven't done anything stupid for love lately.
Lost that touch or dropped the facade.
No more tangled breath or startled heart.
Gone to their futures without me,
Lovers . . .
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March 12, 2007 08:39 PM EDT --
Hard as stone
wrapped on a core
could not let in
would not let out.
. . .
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July 30, 2007 09:32 PM EDT --
Four stair step girls, baby cheeks and blonde
play in an army blanket tent in the living room
under the card table and call it camping out.
The itchy green wool smells like father
cigarettes . . .
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September 06, 2007 09:02 PM EDT --
For my son, Joey, on his birthday, with love and gratitude.
How could we know
what we would find
on that journey to love?
Unsure, unsteady,
entrusted with this son . . .
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September 21, 2007 06:29 AM EDT --
Camaieu is a technique that employs two or three tints of a single color other than gray, to create a monochromatic image without regard to local or realistic color . (From Wikipedia) . . .
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October 28, 2007 07:42 PM EDT --
Sometimes, I reach for a bowl that followed me
across country, across oceans, across my life.
I pull it out of the cupboard, chipped, stained
as much as I feel my . . .
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December 09, 2007 05:39 PM EST --
It’s a perfect exercise
this cutting and chopping
onions without you.
The grief, the mad
shapes the chopping
makes it all right. . . .
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June 26, 2009 08:53 PM EDT --
The woman next to me at the light has tears streaming down her cheeks. I look away, it's seven a.m. and the morning commute is hell.
She probably had a bottle of cheap red wine and a handful of . . .
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March 31, 2007 04:33 PM EDT --
Fashionistas accord
the new green blazing
placed upon tired arms
and new sleeves.
Lifting timid fingers
towards a new green hope
carpets whose warp . . .
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June 29, 2007 06:51 AM EDT --
Came kicking and screaming into that new world
changing more than just the attitude in me
Red hair and long legs just like me but yet again
not me, . . .
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July 07, 2007 08:27 PM EDT --
Here is where lonely begins
hand on brass knob
one last glance back
to an already gone room.
Hands on a steering wheel
out of the driveway
and a pause to . . .
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July 21, 2007 05:03 PM EDT --
I missed your face today, and
this whole thing seems wrong.
We need to talk, you know
that sudden turn of events.
The leaves are turning and
you aren't here, and I’ve changed.
The . . .
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October 02, 2007 08:20 PM EDT --
Down here, autumn comes a little slower.
Smells are a bit softer, dreams are a bit bigger.
Waking from a humid summer slumber.
Tiny girls turn cheerleaders in . . .
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October 10, 2007 09:26 PM EDT --
If I have to go, damn it, make it
one big Irish wake, with booze
and laughing and lots of food.
Please call the gleeful and ghoulish
who share the delight of the ether,
Are they ready . . .
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