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“My life in simple words”

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#222 Aug 1, 2011
Christine deCarlo wrote:
All in all...I don't know whether to weep for Adrian or slap the lilttle twit silly...
"DeVINE; DeCARLO; & EROS."

Should I greet you as if we had merely eaten together one night,
When the ghostly white birches dripped wet,
And lightning echoed on your walls ?

It is not love I'm asking !

Love comes from years of breathing skin to skin,
Tangled in each others dreams, until each night,
Weaves another thread, in the same web of blood and sleep.

And I have only passed through you quickly, like light,
And you have surrounded me suddenly, like flame.

The lake is cold, the snows are sudden,
The wild cherry bends, and winter's burden,

Do not, please, admonish me.....for things I've never done...

In your hand I feel spring burn in the bud.

DeVine.

“My life in simple words”

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#223 Aug 1, 2011
stacked and proud wrote:
<quoted text>
no,,,,, not ill informed,,,or an incorrect guess....... definitely enlightened ..... and also on a daily basis.........
have a great day.......
"TIME RUNS OUT."

We started speaking,
Looked at each other,
And turned away....
But I could not weep,
I wanted to take your hand,
But my hand trembled,
You kept counting the days
Before we should meet again,
But both of us felt in our hearts,
That we parted for ever and ever,
The ticking of the little clock,
And your bullitt-band wrist-watch,
Filled the quiet room,
You shut me out of your arms,
But the sound of the clocks
Stiffled our hearts beating,
Then you went....
The world changed forever,
The sound of the clocks grew fainter,
Dwindled away, became a minute thing,
I whispered in the darkness......,

"If it stops, I shall die."

DeVine.

“Freedom Demands Responsibility”

Level 1

Since: Aug 09

21st Century

#224 Aug 1, 2011
Woof,

One on one,
Two at a time,
Three times a day,
Four days per week,
With five sets of rules,
In six different stadiums,
Choosing from seven weapons,
Fighting until eight remain standing,
Standing and Saluting America's nine leaders,
Ten Decimated
Democracy
Zero

“My life in simple words”

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Since: Oct 10

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#225 Aug 1, 2011
stacked and proud wrote:
warm kisses,,,,,, soft embrases ,,, i want you and my heart it races... we touch and our eyes meet,,,,, i feel so much that i cannot speak,,,,,
i want i need,,, my heart bleeds,,,,,,
i love so deep that i feel the need,,,,,,,
i try and i'm sorry,,,, that my words are folly,,,,,
"OBSCURATION."

Someone has spilled summer fruit.....

Muskmellon, cantaloupe, honeydew, peaches,
down the steps,

The ice-cream man is quiet,
and the little girls have stopped skipping rope...

You stay in your room like an unopened letter,

And your lovely blonde hair tumbles down,
like the hair of a lonely woman in mourning....

You blame me for all of this;
as if I didn't ache too....

And the sun, on the day we broke apart......,

Opened her hands full of fright.

DeVine.

“Ridin' The Devils Little Horse”

Since: Mar 08

Straight To Hells Door

#226 Aug 2, 2011
Julie Parson-Nesbitt
Julie Parson-Nesbitt’s first volume of poetry is a Chicago book with a history behind it. In these poems she navigates the streetwise world of the personal; comes to terms with love and interracial marriage; and undertakes a political response to her Jewish heritage. Her poems breathe a spirit of independence reminiscent of Emma Lazarus, Emma Goldman, and Adrienne Rich. Long accustomed to a multicultural community, Parson-Nesbitt writes and performs in a variety of moods and idioms.

“The work of Julie Parson-Nesbitt excites, via its venturesomeness, its contemporary energy, its refusal to wear blinders or dark glasses.”—Gwendolyn Brooks

“Julie Parson-Nesbitt is a writer of conscience and power.”—Toi Derricotte

“We have waited a long time for this trusted compañera.”—Rane Arroyo





Someone has spilled summer fruit—
muskmelon, cantaloupe, honeydew, peaches—
down the steps.
The ice cream man is quiet
and the girls have stopped jumping rope.

You stay in your room
like an unopened letter
and my hair tumbles down
like the hair of women in mourning.

You blame me for all this
as if I didn’t ache, too,
and the sun, on the day we broke apart,
opened her hands full of night.
—“Eclipse”

@}-'--,---

“My life in simple words”

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#227 Aug 2, 2011
Wildbluerose wrote:
Julie Parson-Nesbitt
Julie Parson-Nesbitt’s first volume of poetry is a Chicago book with a history behind it. In these poems she navigates the streetwise world of the personal; comes to terms with love and interracial marriage; and undertakes a political response to her Jewish heritage. Her poems breathe a spirit of independence reminiscent of Emma Lazarus, Emma Goldman, and Adrienne Rich. Long accustomed to a multicultural community, Parson-Nesbitt writes and performs in a variety of moods and idioms.
“The work of Julie Parson-Nesbitt excites, via its venturesomeness, its contemporary energy, its refusal to wear blinders or dark glasses.”—Gwendolyn Brooks
“Julie Parson-Nesbitt is a writer of conscience and power.”—Toi Derricotte
“We have waited a long time for this trusted compañera.”—Rane Arroyo
Someone has spilled summer fruit—
muskmelon, cantaloupe, honeydew, peaches—
down the steps.
The ice cream man is quiet
and the girls have stopped jumping rope.
You stay in your room
like an unopened letter
and my hair tumbles down
like the hair of women in mourning.
You blame me for all this
as if I didn’t ache, too,
and the sun, on the day we broke apart,
opened her hands full of night.
—“Eclipse”
@}-'--,---
"SLIDE IT IN."

the half empty glass
leaking rust-tinged memories
into the polished keyhole
of a closed door
stained
with streaks of
manipulation,
frozen beneath
intense sunshine,
baked, broiled,
now burned,
your tender wounds
bathed in
inexperienced light,
filtered through
a soft lace,
of magnolia blossoms,
tinged with a
magical root
stimulant,
gingerley seeping
into untrodden soil...
slowly, but
resolutly
it nourishes
lush, lusty growth,
and places
on my mantle
a vase,
holding a picture
of you.

DeVine.

http://youtu.be/aqGkFRXKtgE

“Freedom Demands Responsibility”

Level 1

Since: Aug 09

21st Century

#228 Aug 2, 2011
Woof,

All be it
It can be
Let it be
Be it all
flowers of a sun

Quakertown, PA

#235 Apr 10, 2013
Apollo strums a lyre, dips a brush
Amethyst hues fade into golden luster
dawn

In cold breath, snow blanketed sleep
all winter beneath my feet
snoring stars
gazed upon in summer ardor

Songbirds sing before the sun
waiting for the warmth
Oh the lyre how your melody
dear brings my soul near
warmth of delight
shedding shivery snow
bursting through dark ground
to reach the tip of a painter's brush
Oh Lyre

Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#236 Apr 24, 2013
I see a poem like a canvas

of beauty and grace,

the shadows, the eerie outlines,


images, the light, the face.

My words direct the viewer,

to my hidden space,


and yet he, or she, may not see,

no matter how hard I try,

so, it is my words


that set the picture free,

so, you can see what it is that I can see,

I use words to be my paint in reality....

Since: Jun 12

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#239 Aug 2, 2013
Transcendent thoughts upon mortal wing
Forever lost within the Poet's rhyme.
Lonely dreams and visions seen....
Eternal waves within the sea of Mind.

“sesat & menyesatkan”

Level 2

Since: Sep 11

Jakarta, Indonesia

#240 Sep 23, 2013
anybody home...?
Level 5

Since: May 13

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#241 Sep 23, 2013
Someone whisper sweet nothings in my ear. I'm sleep deprived and I need to be held and rocked back to sleep...
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#245 Sep 26, 2013
Pie Faire wrote:
<quoted text>
"Sleep now little babby-oh
Sleep until you waken
When you wake, you'll see the world
If I'm not mistaken
Kiss A lover
Dance a measure
Find your name
And buried treasure
Face your life
It's pain, it's pleasure
Leave no path untaken..."
Please sing this softly in my ear...

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Since: Jun 08

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#246 Sep 29, 2013
It's Ok To Go
© Lori Daoust
You were sick and tired and we all knew,
that God would soon come to take you.
You fought so hard, so very long,
but through the pain, you stayed strong.

We all knew there would come a day,
when God would come to carry you away.
It doesn’t make it easier to say goodbye,
and I try so hard not to cry.

I can’t help but feel defeated,
or even maybe a little cheated.
But how very selfish would I be,
to hope and pray you could stay with me.

So as you laid there tubes running to and fro,
I had to tell you "It's ok to go".
Say "Hi" to loved ones waiting on the other side.
I know some day; you'll be there when I take that ride.

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#248 Sep 29, 2013
disneywalt wrote:
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Omg this just made me cry :(
Sounds like you lost your mother
I'm so sorry. I know how it feels to not have a mother. Peace be with you
my mum yes........ she died in december...... december the 5th...:(

sorry i made you cry.... x

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Since: Jun 08

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#250 Sep 29, 2013
disneywalt wrote:
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Don't be sorry. I'm sorry for your loss.
People say time heals all, but nothing can take the place of a mothers love. I know how u must feel. Kinda like you're all alone in this big bad world:( keep your chin up !!!! Remember that she is waiting for u and you will be together again!!!
i really do belive that i will never get over loosing both of my parents..... i just learn to live with the pain...... i do dream about them both often... and i feel a tremendous amount of emptiness when i wake...... but i guess everyone does that......
Ami in Miami

Miami, FL

#251 Sep 29, 2013
stacked and proud wrote:
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i really do belive that i will never get over loosing both of my parents..... i just learn to live with the pain...... i do dream about them both often... and i feel a tremendous amount of emptiness when i wake...... but i guess everyone does that......
but i guess everyone does that......

No, Squirtcake..not everyone does that.
Ami in Miami

Miami, FL

#253 Sep 29, 2013
Hmm...

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