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Mother of the Firstborn

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JerryPat
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0 posted 12-31-2010 08:42 PM       View Profile for JerryPat   Email JerryPat   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions   Click to visit JerryPat's Home Page   View IP for JerryPat


She left my heart wounded and torn
Did the mother of my firstborn
Time, traversed like many years
Still, I feel her presence near.

Sucking at the chasm she left in my heart
As though happily dining out, al a carte
Vampirish, her memory draining my soul
Nothing left, everything else she stole.

Her aura resides, never leaves my thoughts
At work, at play, everywhere, I'm distraught
Life slowly leaving my body, I feel faint
And gasp for air, resigned to my fate.

Her presence is omnipresence, her perfume
Fill my senses, causes me much gloom
Listening fervently for her physical body
Oh, why, did she treat me so shoddy?

I sit in the room, dust motes dance a jig
As if they'd just been shaken from a twig
As I looked around the room I guess I saw
In mind's eye the thrusting jut of your jaw.

A hint of her face can be silently found
It's like a balm to my innermost wounds
Oh, God, I miss her so very, very much
What can I use that will give me a crutch?

What I can't understand, oh, not at all
Just thinking about it I want to bawl
The way she left with no thought in mind
Why would she be so petty and unkind?

As I sit here and read her note once again
Even though now I know where she has been
The words grab my throat and I feel bile
Hi hon, mother and I went shopping for awhile.

To mimic is a form of praise unless
you have no thoughts of your own

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ethome
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1 posted 01-01-2011 10:24 AM       View Profile for ethome   Email ethome   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit ethome's Home Page   View IP for ethome

Aw you son of a gun!
You had me!

HAAAAA!


Eric

ain't doin nothin at all just answerin the call
and kinda driftin away from it all

JerryPat
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2 posted 01-01-2011 10:42 AM       View Profile for JerryPat   Email JerryPat   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit JerryPat's Home Page   View IP for JerryPat

Hah! Good . . .

When early morning quietness seeps into my being
it's like I'm being hugged by everything good in the world.—August 16, 2010

ethome
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3 posted 01-01-2011 11:38 AM       View Profile for ethome   Email ethome   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit ethome's Home Page   View IP for ethome

I got this swimming place I'd like to take you to.
Free of charge of course.....smile....




Eric

ain't doin nothin at all just answerin the call
and kinda driftin away from it all

JerryPat
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Louisiana/America


4 posted 01-01-2011 11:42 AM       View Profile for JerryPat   Email JerryPat   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit JerryPat's Home Page   View IP for JerryPat

Ima smiling / Ima nodding my head. Tapping my foot. Whistling Dixie. Anything else Bossman?

When early morning quietness seeps into my being
it's like I'm being hugged by everything good in the world.—August 16, 2010

ethome
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5 posted 01-01-2011 11:45 AM       View Profile for ethome   Email ethome   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit ethome's Home Page   View IP for ethome

Can't get you to take me up on it eh?

He he.

Eric

ain't doin nothin at all just answerin the call
and kinda driftin away from it all

JerryPat
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Posts 1985
Louisiana/America


6 posted 01-01-2011 11:49 AM       View Profile for JerryPat   Email JerryPat   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit JerryPat's Home Page   View IP for JerryPat

Naw. Nope. I ain't goin' down that easy, buddy.

When early morning quietness seeps into my being
it's like I'm being hugged by everything good in the world.—August 16, 2010

Lori Grosser Rhoden
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7 posted 01-01-2011 03:21 PM       View Profile for Lori Grosser Rhoden   Email Lori Grosser Rhoden   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Lori Grosser Rhoden


ah ya got me too! what fun! (your buddy
Eric is a little out there) Nice pic Eric!
you guys are having way too much fun without me.
Lori
JerryPat
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8 posted 01-01-2011 04:28 PM       View Profile for JerryPat   Email JerryPat   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit JerryPat's Home Page   View IP for JerryPat

Hahaha!! Well, Lori, now that you are here . . .

When early morning quietness seeps into my being
it's like I'm being hugged by everything good in the world.—August 16, 2010

Marchmadness
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9 posted 01-01-2011 08:20 PM       View Profile for Marchmadness   Email Marchmadness   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Marchmadness

Hahahaha!
        ida
JerryPat
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10 posted 01-01-2011 08:25 PM       View Profile for JerryPat   Email JerryPat   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit JerryPat's Home Page   View IP for JerryPat

Thanks for he hahahaha's, Ida.

When early morning quietness seeps into my being
it's like I'm being hugged by everything good in the world.—August 16, 2010

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