Tag: poem
member name: Ladybounty ~.
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November 02, 2006 08:01 PM EST --
I miss so much on Gather.
I never have the time
I rush to my computer
and race to get online.
I'm pounding at the keyboard,
Every . . .
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August 24, 2009 09:42 PM EDT --
I wear a face but have no skin
No ears, nose, mouth or even chin
I have no eyes so I can't see
I'm closely watched by so many
My arms have never held a thing . . .
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October 25, 2008 06:01 PM EDT --
Tiny drops slowly
pouring from my eyes,
burning frustration.
Salty falling proof,
flowing down my cheeks,
that I am human.
Swollen lids,
briny burn,
washing away . . .
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August 04, 2009 05:06 PM EDT --
The faint shadow of a smile
quickly crosses his face
his bottom lip curls
into a frightening snarl
he growls, howls
like . . .
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August 22, 2009 11:07 AM EDT --
I have eyes but cannot see
And a thin, brown skin that covers me
My roots go deep but can't be searched
Strong winds will make me shimmy and lurch
Sweet yellow flowers . . .
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August 26, 2009 11:55 PM EDT --
I have a tongue but cannot speak
No eyes, nose, mouth or any cheek
I can be very short or tall
Have sides and backs or none at all
I may be red, . . .
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July 28, 2009 11:25 AM EDT --
You are just the shadow of a distant dream
An echo from another time and place
A hazy vision that's not clearly seen
Blurry and impossible to view . . .
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October 09, 2006 03:20 PM EDT --
In front of the mirror
I stood.
And, looked at my face
From ear to . . .
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September 03, 2008 06:12 PM EDT --
When I am old I hope that I still laugh and play,
watch fireflies on steamy summer nights,
love early morning cartoons on lazy saturdays,
and scary movies for that thrill of fright, . . .
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October 26, 2008 09:10 PM EDT --
Gazing with envious eyes
and jealous dreams,
I wish to be
this one true thing.
That has no beginning
and will never end,
has already seen
and has already been. . . .
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October 13, 2006 11:25 AM EDT --
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October 18, 2008 04:42 AM EDT --
The house next door
calls to be explored.
Wrapped in circling vines,
ringed with battered pines,
it stands menacing, begging
not to be ignored.
So unwillingly we find . . .
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October 28, 2008 09:13 PM EDT --
Child of torture
child of pain
be set free
to love again.
In your life
you've nothing gained,
only sadness
here remains.
Empty eyes
and broken dreams . . .
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August 04, 2009 09:53 PM EDT --
Hot sand, dry arid land
cactus grows, no water flows
vultures sing, scorpions sting
blazing sun, withered tongue
desert shadow or oasis meadow . . .
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November 08, 2008 05:41 PM EST --
On an unusually warm November evening
in Grant Park, Chicago, Illinois,
an ocean of anxious men, women and children
from all nationalities and walks of this good earth,
. . .
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November 16, 2008 09:07 PM EST --
What a marvelous woman my grandmother was! She would tell stories of the days of Prohibition when she used to ride shotgun on the back of "the moonshine truck". The driver making his or her . . .
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August 04, 2009 05:34 PM EDT --
The faint shadow of a smile
quickly crosses his face
his bottom lip curls
into a frightening snarl
he growls, howls
like a wounded animal . . .
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