Tag: poems
member name: Sheila J.
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January 04, 2009 08:53 PM EST --
He sits at their dinner table,
Face toward the warmth from the window.
The eyes have betrayed him now,
The birds feeding are mere shadows,
His only companions some days.
The chill . . .
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January 10, 2009 01:49 PM EST --
Frozen fingers have etched lace upon glass surfaces.
A confectioner's fresh dust powders the landscape,
And a blue steam rises into the lightening sky
While the sun struggles to awaken. . . .
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January 10, 2009 12:54 PM EST --
Love never even enters in
when the harsh words begin to fly.
It's all "You said/I said"
and we've both violated the rules.
My intentions are never to harm
but . . .
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January 11, 2009 04:20 PM EST --
Blonde head sagging
sleepily on my shoulder,
Blue eyes drooping,
"I love you mommy," whispered,
as he temporarily
gives up the fight for independence,
the march towards being . . .
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January 04, 2009 01:52 PM EST --
They write because they have to.
I force them, pulling words from their minds
Like an obstetrician using tongs on a breech birth.
I beg, I plead, I yearn,
I cry, I scream, I bribe, . . .
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January 01, 2009 08:23 PM EST --
"Any decision is better than no decision!"
Grandma's voice was always gentle, yet strong,
Offering more an opinion than a dictate.
Choose, choose wisely, choose quickly, but choose. . . .
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January 04, 2009 12:02 PM EST --
This poem is an attempt to capture the feelings of being trapped in depression that so many people experience. Once in its depths, it can be very difficult to find the way back out. Thankfully, in recent . . .
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January 01, 2009 08:16 PM EST --
I bought a pregnancy test today,
Not for myself,
But for someone like I used to be.
Someone so young as to be unsure of her place,
Not yet able to see her own value,
Or hold the weight . . .
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January 02, 2009 01:41 PM EST --
Four AM
In the coldest depths
Of February
Alarm clock rings,
But I'm already awake,
Aware of the tasks
Of the day ahead.
Building my courage,
I roll quickly
To my side of . . .
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January 02, 2009 02:14 PM EST --
The world sends us a message that love is for the young,
But we are no longer the young lovers
We once might have been.
Life has taught us her most painful lessons,
Preparing us for this ultimate . . .
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January 02, 2009 02:22 PM EST --
Today I sat in my gynecologist's office,
Decidedly sterile,
Surrounded by young pregnant couples.
Almost forty years old,
I'm wearing your high school ring,
A symbol of what should . . .
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January 29, 2009 04:35 PM EST --
Strident voices
Screeching through the night,
Followed by slamming doors,
Breaking glass
And smashing noises.
The sounds of our discord
Wakened the children,
The neighbors and our . . .
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January 02, 2009 09:54 PM EST --
Below is my first attempt at a snippet, based on my experiences of driving on winter roads as night falls.
"As gray creeps in
my field of vision narrows
to the amber tunnel of light . . .
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