Tag: life
member name: Terry Collett
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December 01, 2006 02:39 AM EST --
She, unknowing, with stillborn child,
Mellow in her youthfulness,
Loving in her wren-like narrowness,
Chided without humour
With her hawk-like tongue,
The wide paths of her short years.
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November 03, 2009 02:52 AM EST --
She laughed a lot, (That was part Of the healing process The doctors lied, they Repeated that until She died) and recalled Old jokes from years ago; Japes from her youth, Funny tales . . .
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November 04, 2009 03:30 AM EST --
Easy girl, steady on your feet, Miss Pretty says half in jest and not so, Bringing the sky a soft off blue,
Standing by the sea, her voice as brittle breeze, Her hands spread St Francis like, Talking . . .
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February 22, 2009 03:05 PM EST --
Sure, I had good times
Now and then
Who doesn't
With or without men
Or their funny ways
And presumptions?
And the way
They look at you
As if you were something
Just to gaze at . . .
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March 24, 2009 08:10 AM EDT --
It was that last summer
With the cry of seagulls
And the ships out at sea
And the horizon blue
Upon blue of the sea
And sky and Milton and
You walking hand in hand
On the deep sand and . . .
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April 08, 2009 03:30 AM EDT --
After all that sex, kissing,
Flowers bought, and chocolates
Consumed, he said he doesn't
Love you and never had; how
Bad can it get for you? Has
He never loved you with a
Passion, . . .
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March 04, 2009 02:29 AM EST --
It never was a love thing
You had, not in the real sense
Of the word, maybe sex made
Up for it at one time, but
That wore thin in the end when
The excitement waned and he
Sought others to . . .
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November 12, 2007 02:55 PM EST --
And you too could know my love.
Its way of splitting the spectrum of feelings,
Its colours would be unseen by eyes,
Sounds wide, silences narrow
Would turn the ear as the wind drives sails.
And . . .
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December 08, 2006 02:56 AM EST --
Why widows weep in the long night
And borrowed loves creep in the dark shades
Shall not be known till bishops move
And the vague dollies sing the wide halls
And wear their gowns for the long dead.
Why . . .
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March 02, 2008 06:19 AM EST --
As the nun descended
The stairs to the cloister,
Fingering her black wood
Rosary given by
Her mother, sensing the
Cold stone beneath her feet,
The hard brick of the walls,
She mused on . . .
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March 05, 2009 02:28 AM EST --
Sure, I like men,
Belle said,
Like the sex too
And kissing business,
But I don't want
To be owned by one;
No sir, not this girl,
This girl's going places,
Going to see the world, . . .
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October 31, 2009 04:14 PM EDT --
She always wore The same dress: red, Coming just above The knees, with thin Straps over the shoulders Revealing more than The bright sun at dawn.
She always wondered Why men stared, why . . .
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May 16, 2007 02:11 AM EDT --
“I would that he broke my legs
Than break my heart,” said she,
“For broken limbs heal quicker
Than shattered heart’s can mend.
Feel here, this thumping drum of flesh,
Has been torn by his . . .
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March 01, 2008 03:20 AM EST --
She was so
Overwhelmed
By his words
That she threw
Herself at
Him and made
A complete
Wide-eyed fool
Of herself
By being
So pretty
In a cool
Party of
Dumbstruck broads
That . . .
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March 02, 2008 03:06 AM EST --
As she turned over
To sleep, she found it
Quite difficult to
Believe that somewhere
In the world someone
Was about to creep
From their beds to a
New fresh day either
With enthusiasm . . .
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March 03, 2008 07:54 AM EST --
She thought she was dying, A tight pain in the chest; A thousand tough thoughts had Invaded her mind: had
She changed her underclothes, Had she sorted out her Will, when was her last cool . . .
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May 02, 2008 02:37 AM EDT --
Beware of men,
Her mother said,
Beware of their
Promises like
Pauper's pay; their
Vain desires;
Their downright lies;
Watch them when they
Seem most kind for
Other things are . . .
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May 08, 2008 03:29 AM EDT --
And the living is easy,
Henderson said,
Reclining in bed,
While his pretty wife
Worked her butt off;
A bit like that Nazi lie:
Work shall make you free,
She thought,
Watching him blow . . .
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January 17, 2009 02:29 PM EST --
Let's live before
We get too old,
She said, let's love
And have raunchy
Sex until dawn,
And drink and smoke
And get high, and
Forget the thin
Tightrope of debt,
And the money . . .
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March 23, 2009 04:32 AM EDT --
Sassy scented sex.
Sassy knew a guy was near
By the smell in the air.
She had the vibes,
Knew these things,
Imagined all kinds
Of sex scenarios.
She was the babe
With the stare,
The . . .
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