Open Poetry #33 |
A Face Yet To Dream |
LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
What speaks loudly, behind that unblemished face? Naked particulars wake, when street lights whisper Bombed on the lucky one, that one reckless ace High School singers, holding microphones Impulse roaming the front lawn Congenial karaoke looking for me Infamous hangovers, adjust earthy Grown from well rounded features While dust rolls over the big dipper Sound checks, waiting at backstage doors Silken sheets become a little soaked With laced pulsating hysteria Learning to hate being single-handed But not hungry Closing distance with heavy petting Climbing out some wide mouthed jar Of sweet summer dreams Green fools, under orange counties Like throbbing adult spam Slapping me hard across the floor For no reason, I simply don’t care Can you say, “No Annual Fees”? Are you the missing link? Six years of balancing transfers On the Pennsylvania TPK I’m bankrupt, and lookin for the linkage At the bottom of our page Collecting pink dogwoods For that white picket fence around our ocean Slow burning |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Closing distance with heavy petting Climbing out some wide mouthed jar Of sweet summer dreams Green fools, under orange counties Amazing writing, Lee J. I enjoyed reading very much. Hugs, Ethel |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ Reads like quite a night to me. LOL have a good one. |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
I build castles for a living grand and tall and watch the faces of children when they become knights and ladies crossing the moats and leaving the dragons behind then I wake up and look around the cave and see where my firey breath has burned the moss and roots and all the children are really in heaven poems by puff maybe kewl stuff ms LJ |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
Six years of balancing transfers On the Pennsylvania TPK I’m bankrupt, and lookin for the linkage At the bottom of our page Collecting pink dogwoods For that white picket fence around our ocean Slow burning I feel this deeply, LeeJ. Sad, but written well the sting. misc'e |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
You pen such wonderful magic Lee J. Beautiful write. JL She said: ”You look cute in the dark.” |
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Startime55 Member Elite
since 2003-04-05
Posts 2148Alberta, Canada |
Powerful images brought to life that pull at the heart...A wonderful masterpiece... |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
those ending lines...yep...nice |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"I’m bankrupt, and lookin for the linkage At the bottom of our page Collecting pink dogwoods For that white picket fence around our ocean Slow burning" Excellent write as always Lee. Love to see things through your eyes. ~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~ ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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