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LeeJ
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0 posted 01-18-2012 03:15 PM       View Profile for LeeJ   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for LeeJ

Was it those serial installments
fat-catting her lobby, of decrepit flesh?
smiling wryly in recognition of
warm friendly front steps?

ohhh, those
peel and prepare expressions on that face
looking back at hers... like a back door
picture, remembers the wars, we never
speak about, but know they're there?

He calls and the nightmares begin again
She wishes empathy at best
But all she can muster is regret...

Some years later, she smelled the shrugs
in his mind... walking with rags bemused
that life was fine...while folding up
blue lights of his Friday night missions
the ones that cracked her windows and
shattered trusting mirrors
bringing 7 more years of
bad feelings, trying to fad way
a raised black and blue eyebrow that
turned her heart into a melee

She played it by ear, sucking on nerve
any crooked crumbs that spelled a musty
nicer word... was good wine in his hands
drifting him back to a magic moment
where ego feels so darn warm and graceful
while cradling darkness which was rapidly
waning the hum of unfamiliar roads
leading
to his hideaway...in a place most never go

He calls and the nightmares begin again
She wishes empathy at best
But all she can muster is regret...

Even now, she smells his faint but
hellish grudge, that vomits her, to face
the sounds of his voice... she rushes to
close today, to sleep... to forget
like falling through a manhole and coping
with matters of mocking regret... snapping
her jaw clean in two... her pleas sounding
pathetic and feeble

He called and the nightmares began again
she prayed to feel sympathy, empathy, something
but the nightmares of cages returned
in walls of sadness embarking trains of refrain

Deeply tucked in the recesses of a new and better life
drifting back to magic moments of childhood,
embracing christ
a new voice gargles her morning routine, having
a second chance at days she had forgotten

Holding her head higher now, earning her own money
being brought back by some power of infinite longing
while she finishes her cigarette, and closing the door behind
she feels the once bidding fear, turn into amusement

there is a passage into womanhood, she never
knew existed, an attachment growing while
drifting into thoughts, of sultry independence
that once forgotten glow, shyly returns
upon her daily mundane chores that allow
and touch her heart, knowing each sunlight hour

closing her eyes, to allow the words to well
across paper... from pen
knowing no more alarm, just the sage of
joy and sadness that knocks on her door
waiting to hear her say, "come in"
© Copyright 2012 Lee J. - All Rights Reserved
JerryPat2
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1 posted 01-18-2012 03:37 PM       View Profile for JerryPat2   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit JerryPat2's Home Page   View IP for JerryPat2

What a wonderful journey you have given us, LeeJ. The bad road had to be traversed time and time again before it got so bad the spunk of living for yourself overcame the raging inferno that was him. Congratulations that you are about to say to joy and sadness, "Come in." Between the two they balance out.

~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways ~*~

latearrival
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2 posted 01-18-2012 03:40 PM       View Profile for latearrival   Email latearrival   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for latearrival

Lee,So good to see you writing.You have definate talent in expression the thoughts you hold. jo
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3 posted 01-18-2012 04:17 PM       View Profile for Alison   Email Alison   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alison

LeeJ,

Welcome back.  What a great surprise to see your poem nag a greater surprise to read it.  Quite a story.  I'll be back to read it again in a bit - you really hit this one home to me.

Alison
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4 posted 01-18-2012 08:02 PM       View Profile for suthern   Email suthern   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for suthern

He calls and the nightmares begin again
She wishes empathy at best
But all she can muster is regret...

These lines are all the more powerful for their repetition... and make the ending all the more touching. *S*
Nicole
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5 posted 01-18-2012 09:44 PM       View Profile for Nicole   Email Nicole   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Nicole

Oh this absolutely dug right into me.  I am going to have to come back to this one; it definitely warrants more read-throughs.
JL
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6 posted 01-18-2012 11:57 PM       View Profile for JL   Email JL   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for JL

LJ,

"closing her eyes, to allow the words to well
across paper... from pen
knowing no more alarm, just the sage of
joy and sadness that knocks on her door
waiting to hear her say, "come in""


Whew...
You had me at 1-800...
I was stunned during the entire read, I was
consumed by the strength, and the frailty
within each stanza, and that ending was plush.  
A film Noir in poetic form.  
LJ, I am so glad you are
writing again.
Enjoyed!!


JL


Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself.
Maranatha!
Margherita
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Eternity


7 posted 01-19-2012 12:35 PM       View Profile for Margherita   Email Margherita   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Margherita

Dear LeeJ, what a gift to read your words again! This is a superb write and I love the happy ending of course, the coming out of the black tunnel, the sunlight that graces you again.

Love,
Margherita

jwesley
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8 posted 01-19-2012 02:21 PM       View Profile for jwesley   Email jwesley   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for jwesley

The greatest tragedy is the loss of self;
its return is the renewal of life. Those who have experienced both better understand
the gift God has given us all, and through sharing may save others, as this write, whether about you, or not, is capable of doing.

Live on, my friend.

Good to see you writing...

j.

Honeybunch
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9 posted 01-19-2012 08:42 PM       View Profile for Honeybunch   Email Honeybunch   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Honeybunch's Home Page   View IP for Honeybunch

LeeJ!  I think even people who haven't "been there" can feel this write because of it's excellence.  I bow in honour and respect to whoever this poem is about and, of course, to the one who told the story so well.  May she or they continue to smile!

Love
Helen
JL
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10 posted 01-19-2012 09:55 PM       View Profile for JL   Email JL   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for JL

Lee J,
I forgot to tell you:
You're so darn cute...

JL

Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself.
Maranatha!

LeeJ
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11 posted 01-23-2012 08:03 AM       View Profile for LeeJ   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for LeeJ

Hello all and Good Morning
Just wanted to thank you all for taking the time to read and comment.  Actually, this was written a long time ago...when my ex husband called me.  He has since passed on, God Rest his Soul...but the marriage was extremely violent and abusive.  
When he phoned, I declined any further contact.  

Anyway, hope your all well, and happy...life is way to short to settle...go out there and live....sending hugs and good thoughts your way and many thanks....
Lee J.
LeeJ
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12 posted 01-23-2012 08:04 AM       View Profile for LeeJ   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for LeeJ

Hello all and Good Morning
Just wanted to thank you all for taking the time to read and comment.  Actually, this was written a long time ago...when my ex husband called me.  He has since passed on, God Rest his Soul...but the marriage was extremely violent and abusive.  
When he phoned, I declined any further contact.  

Anyway, hope your all well, and happy...life is way to short to settle...go out there and live....sending hugs and good thoughts your way and many thanks....
Lee J.
 
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