Tag: life
member name: Mary S.
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February 26, 2006 11:55 AM EST --
I dream all the time. I have often wondered how many separate dreams I have in one night, because I often wake up remembering bits and pieces of several dreams. My dreams sometimes seem . . . more
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June 21, 2007 02:37 PM EDT --
Does it weigh on you
The hope you took from her eyes
When you walked away
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December 10, 2006 12:36 PM EST --
I went in search of Christmas cards and gift bags. I was saddened by what I did not find. Not one bag with the Christ child, no angels, no Star of Bethlehem, no wise men or shepherds. . . . more
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February 20, 2007 06:56 PM EST --
Frosty rides down old winding country roads in rickety, windy old pickup trucks that rattle and shake to the old hardware store, filled with the warm smells of popping corn, horse feed, and big . . . more
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August 26, 2008 06:23 PM EDT --
Steam rises up from the over heated ground
As the rain falls down, as the rain falls down
An almost perceptable sigh is heard
As it soaks in, soaks in, all around.
The parched . . . more
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August 07, 2007 11:09 AM EDT --
I watch, as you make you plots,
As you devise your schemes.
I wonder,
Wonder what it all means.
You smile your plastic smile,
While lies hang in your teeth like rotting meat, . . . more
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January 24, 2007 01:28 PM EST --
You are my forever home
Though far and yon I've been,
It doesn't matter where I roam
It's back to you again.
You are my forever port
Though my . . . more
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October 08, 2007 04:47 PM EDT --
I saw the wind in your in your eyes,
And you saw me see it
So you looked away.
Now I wonder where you've drifted to,
Like a yellow leaf with brown . . . more
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January 20, 2008 12:34 AM EST --
When you make it through the fire
And dust off the soot and ash
To find that it's still there,
When you hack through brush and briar
Feeling weary from the dash
To find it . . . more
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April 15, 2008 12:50 PM EDT --
'Round Again
Another tune for the bard my friend
Another pluck of the string,
Another dip, another spin
Another tip of the hat and then...
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February 08, 2008 11:01 AM EST --
There has to be a poem somewhere
about the way the morning sun
paints the trees that perfect shade of pink,
inscribing its rosy signature in a soft blushing sky,
punctuated by tiny flitting . . . more
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March 19, 2008 01:25 PM EDT --
Menghibahkan was a good mama.
She was young but attentive
And worked hard for her children,
Planting rice and sweet potatoes.
She taught her young ones
To sing the tribal . . . more
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March 24, 2008 08:28 PM EDT --
Close your eyes
Listen
Here in the leaves
Now in the "whys"
There in the song
Of the sweet sad owl
Near in the hollow
Of a lone wolf's howl
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April 29, 2008 09:40 AM EDT --
Not yet day, Not quite dreaming
Lying half awake at 3 a.m.
Listening to circles in the sand
Thoughts of you drift by
My sleepy mind's eye.
And even . . . more
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August 31, 2008 02:09 PM EDT --
Dyslexic Darwin
Think mermaids and dolphins
Used to stroll
Hand in Hand
Upon the land?
Think mountains were made
By the magical . . . more
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April 03, 2008 09:14 AM EDT --
Look on me with eyes made soft by love.
Hold gentle my heart always close to yours.
If you someday choose to sit upon a horse that's high,
View me with tepid judgment, knowing that I try. . . . more
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December 09, 2007 04:33 PM EST --
I've walked a thousand miles,
Walked them all,
To find your smiling face,
Just down the hall.
Each hall was empty as the last,
Each call fell sharp
Like bits of glass,
So I have . . . more
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February 14, 2008 08:00 AM EST --
We hit the ground running
so fast, that before we realized it
we were flying.
The way each curve fit
into the other, and the extra arms
made it easy.
We both knew well the story . . . more
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March 04, 2008 11:35 AM EST --
The sky held the moment
Between a star and the moon
And the song of a whippoorwill
Fell through
A hole in the last note
Rose, a luminous balloon
Catching the oak tree's . . . more
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March 08, 2008 09:43 AM EST --
I wrote this awhile ago, and some of you may have read it already, but it fits well for this weeks challenge word, sacrifice.
What's Left When the Heart's Gone
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