By Heart 4 poetry on February 2, 2010
The dark is too bright and I’m falling awake. My pencil won’t write and this paper is fake. This cactus is soft and my fur coat is rough. I love doing homework and can’t get enough. I hate to win and love to lose. I hate exciting games and love boring news. Spiders are my [...]
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By PrairiePoems on June 24, 2009
When the present occupant of the “White-House” is gone- And we never can see “Jackie” any more! And the little laughing CAROLINE Who always ran along- What did they have, that no one had before? I never can see Caroline, without a little sigh, And “Jackie” with her dress, so small and slim- I can’t [...]
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By countrygal_cc on September 11, 2008
A- bomb absent to God present star’s floating light. Back-cross wears nothing naked to silence. Cemeteries count the dead. Ready for civilization. Clamshells for bullets. Masks made from cedar dome. Draft- horse mermaids polishing shoes, silver in their eyes. Velcro imagination. Exposed butterflies. Rainbows echo. Countless earth bares free life. Frantic life. Bloom [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Angel, Angels, Bloom, Bullets, Butt, Butterflies, Chaplain, Civilization, Clamshells, class, Dialect, Draft Horse, dream, dreams, Ears, Earth, eyes, Glazier, Glue, god, heart, Hell, Inner Dreams, Intermission, Lain, Leaf Spring, lies, Life, loss, love, Masks, Mirror, Modernism, night, Polishing Shoes, Rain, Rainbow, Rainbows, Red Leaf, Reformation, Shadow, Shoes, Silence, Silver Horse, spring, Stardom, Sun, Tea, Thirst, Velcro, war, Wounds
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