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Extended Holiday |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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Can it be true? Waking with a stutter Treasures stacking on the floor To later find frustrated sketches Tired bones, white blood cells in baskets Is the core of my soul headed for What the butchers throw to science Knotted, pasted-on waxed energy? Was my womanhood uncounted? Did I wander about with hands of time? Or did I bury bones like a dog Remembering drips of soft reasons School children teased my lipstick My sweetheart teased my name Who was the false artist? In the old movie theater, on Main? Sage waves, gusty wind, filling sales Of Bibles...very good...sirens to Sponge down the sidewalk Will shift workers hear the bell Time to go...warming my plate At the bridge where I started I’m still unfolding codes my mom drew Feeling vulnerable in my cubical To me, for me, the song of critics, are sweet music But, do I still have time, to eat those fruits The train shrugs, cuz I am late, but waits I forgot my purse Standing on the church steps, of exotic misfortune Counting every mirror, plastering holes in my skin Shedding the braces on my teeth Flipping eggs over easy A trick I’m still trying to get right Glints of paper whirling in the forehead of time Coaxing me to far away meadows Waving Good Morning I don’t want to go Standing my ground… I want to learn how to play chess Wash my windows Finish crocheting that afgan Encourage my kids To dine at oak tables…thoughtful tables Donate symmetry to good will Tick…tick…tick Time dances a sturdy ballet Keeping an eye on the music Where the sky goes walking Scrapping possibility from a new Painting on foot They say I’m wrong There are no symphonic mountains But I still get my nails done Buy a new white Victorian dress… You see, somhow… Lakes, hills, valleys, understand That God’s front porch is a glue pot Of windswept canvases In my opinion Tick…tick…tick I am a part of this struggle Great moments do get around Ask your neighbors Facts tell the whole story By design…from which I’ll retire Soon My 401k will never know the difference |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Enjoyed the read A lot of good images Gloom |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
You see, somhow… Lakes, hills, valleys, understand That God’s front porch is a glue pot Of windswept canvases In my opinion Tick…tick…tick Wow Lee, you write some of the most wonderful images, I love this! |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
swirling in your words and images today, Lee trying to take it all in *s M |
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