Tag: girl
member name: Terry Collett
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December 14, 2009 02:27 AM EST --
She knew, what with The crashing of crockery And furniture and the Raised voices, that it Was going to be one
Of those nights, and The moon shining in Through the bedroom Window was a long . . .
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December 13, 2009 02:54 AM EST --
That would come later, He knew that now, the Hammer hitting grief, The memories of her Pouring over him like An unleashed river; The way she use to
Kiss him goodnight, The way she tapped . . .
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September 15, 2008 01:55 AM EDT --
All that way
Only to be told by Jude
That he had another,
Some girl he'd met
At the shop he worked,
Some flirt,
Some piece of skirt,
Tess thought,
Fighting back tears,
Not giving . . .
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February 15, 2009 02:42 AM EST --
It would have been Right about now That he'd come in And kiss your shoulder
As you laid in bed And whisper words Softly in your ear Bending next to you
Having just entered The bed Causing . . .
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March 30, 2009 02:25 AM EDT --
Lily lights
Her grandpa's pipe.
Lily inhales the smoke.
She splutters,
Spits out the smoke,
Coughs, turns red,
Purple and throws
The lit pipe to the floor.
She runs her . . .
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May 16, 2009 01:51 PM EDT --
Your father had his other side:
Deep, dank and dangerous as a
Stagnant pond; dark demons lurked there
In the waters of that other
Mind, and sometimes in your nightmare
Sleep you saw them . . .
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December 10, 2009 03:51 AM EST --
Martha McGuire’s fixation For crucifixes was such that
She kept a small one inside The pocket of her blouse,
Tucked up close to her breast, So that when O’Brien pulled
Her roughly . . .
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August 27, 2007 05:54 AM EDT --
You enter the coins into the machine and a ticket is returned. Ham does likewise and grabs his ticket as soon as it comes. You lift yours up to your blue eyes and peer at it. Another ticket another . . .
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May 03, 2009 02:05 PM EDT --
Never to stop thinking;
Never to let the brain
Rest, until the big death
Comes and sweeps you off to
The big numbness (or so
They say). You want the brain
To pause, not stop, reflect . . .
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May 17, 2009 01:28 PM EDT --
By overlooking the cord around
Your pink flowered dressing gown,
The psychiatric nurses
On the locked ward had almost
Assisted in your well meant
Attempted suicide in
The john . . .
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May 05, 2009 03:10 PM EDT --
You were the girl at the window,
The one with the haunted gaze,
With your chin resting on your hand,
Remembering happier days.
You were the girl with the dark eyes
Who gazed for hours . . .
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October 05, 2007 07:03 AM EDT --
The house seemed the same. The trees surrounding were larger; spread more wildly. Sophia stood; gazed at the door that had been painted black; seemed like a gate to some hell of her childhood. This . . .
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January 15, 2008 12:53 PM EST --
Emily Gight was in love; she knew she was and wanted everyone else to know as well, but her family and few friends seemed to think it a phase she was going through, or a misunderstanding on her part what . . .
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February 17, 2008 07:45 AM EST --
"Are we there yet?"
The girl asked,
Pulling her father's sleeve,
Trying to make out
His features
In the muted light
That came through
Cracks of the cattle truck,
Listening . . .
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February 29, 2008 04:01 PM EST --
No one
Could have this much love
All at once, she felt,
And wondered
If it was one big gush of feeling
Seeping through her
From that kiss
From the guy
In the funny hat
With the deep . . .
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July 31, 2008 08:23 AM EDT --
She was Polish, Hank thought,
The girl in the coffee
Shop, something in the way
She spoke, some slight hint of
Foreignness in her speech,
Her tone, the way the words
Came out; but that did . . .
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December 27, 2008 04:41 AM EST --
You didn't think anyone
Understood
Any of it;
You thought
It was just you
And the voices
Of the dead,
Who plagued
Your days and nights;
And as you sat
Upon the rock
Overlooking the . . .
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March 02, 2009 01:30 AM EST --
Mona sits by the window in her bedroom looking down at her daddy digging his plot. His strong shoulders heave as he lifts his spade; his broad head rises to face the bright morning sun. Downstairs she . . .
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March 03, 2009 01:03 PM EST --
Father Joseph sat in the dark confessional in stunned silence. Either the young girl had told him a pack of lies or she was a budding Lucrezia Borgia. He fiddled with his thumbs; threw the sins she'd . . .
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March 18, 2009 04:14 AM EDT --
Anny stared at the camera.
Anny fixed the photographer.
She perceived potential doom,
Auschwitz beckoned,
Betrayal loomed.
She appeared uncertain,
The camera clicked,
The photographer . . .
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