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nobody’s perfect
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nobody’s perfect |
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jellybeans Member Elite
since 2000-10-13
Posts 2298
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he bought flowers for his wife it was her birthday he left turned into the cemetery- never saw the other car now one year and two months and 23 days later the other driver can finally afford to go to physical therapy its her second day but the PT is working with someone else- because he is good they overbook him gym clothes inadvertantly left behind she lays fully dressed, waiting sweating the clouds and the minutes roll by the double wired windows the windows that keep out the aroma of the pine trees the whistling of the birds and the wind everyone should be able at least once in a while for sanity’s sake and so she closes her eyes and opens her wings and floats into the clouds that have lowered themselves to just above the tree tips- to top off her dream she deftly inserts the remaining deficiencies- she is used to pretending and waiting the PT flashes by and asks about her head its connected she said to my car wrecked neck and my decaying heart and I am growing old or cold or something but he didn’t hear, he was gone- remember they had overbooked him since the last tune-up her car won’t start on the first try so she closes her eyes to wait- Madonna is on the radio she is singing nobody’s perfect in the rear view she spies a wanton pine needle and brushes it from her hair she wonders if her boss would like plural or singular reasons for being late and tries her car again |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Interesting...James |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
JellyBeans~ Riveting ! 'she closes her eyes and opens her wings and floats into the clouds that have lowered themselves to just above the tree tips-' This part just took me away with it~ *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
From the first words, you weave a spell and make us care... even when she's so overloaded she's struggling not to care. This is superb, lady! |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
I cannot believe I've missed your work 'till now!!?? This is exceptional writing my dear!!! Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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Skyfire
since 2000-12-27
Posts 3381Riding |
Hmmm... I'll have to think on this one  A broken heart may hurt me, but a broken heart won't kill me. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
jellybeans you weave quite a story..punches and questioning...wondering and a sigh...Well done! |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
My girl, this is an exceptional writing and you know it...there is nothing to improve here, at least, not if I was able to understand each and every feeling you left behind... yes, yes, exceptional write... |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
...another delicious slice of life from your pen  |
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mirror man Senior Member
since 2001-01-08
Posts 814 |
This is very good. Enjoyed this. |
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RosePetal
since 2001-08-26
Posts 2985South Florida |
I agree with marge! this is good stuff. ill be watching for more of your work |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
I love the way this weaves in and out, like the way you feel in between waking and sleeping, between conciousness and the unconsciousness of ether. Ethereal moments? |
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