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Words
not a word,
not one.
please,
not even the vague mention
of arguments gone awry.
solid reminiscence...
undressed in your arms,
i witnessed an abhorrent pillar
knocked down.
so,
not one word is welcome
this day.
i remember you
as you once were...
with a touch built
for mine;
fingertips
tracing frames of supple skin
forever at your mercy.
quaking
under your weight
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oh heart...
My heart has been taken from my chest; thrashed and discarded...I can barely breathe and my eyes now cry from the simple pain of endless tears. I wish I could be held. I wish I could throw my emotions to the moutnains and watch them adhere to the sands of this country; watch them burn the evil to the ground. Nothing can be done, for what I do ( Read more... ) -
Scaling
I flew over Afghanistan in a black hawk yesterday morning...I was armed and aiming just in case. We were flying through the most dangerous valley in this country. Little boys tending cattle ran around and waved; thumbs-up to their American friends...Then I saw them. The men of this country. I saw black turbans and weapons and eyes...
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am i anywhere?
there's no escaping this...
no eluding age or theory;
i bite my lip--
will this save me from my undertaking?
the blood tastes sweeter than yesterday.
am i here?
am i anywhere?
i'm descending,
or am i plummeting?
arms outstretched...
where are you?
swollen lips and terse verses
siege my fleeting thoughts.
it was you all along.
can i escape this?
prized torment,
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in the beginning
Again, I follow another prompt from all_unwritten; "In the Beginning," for me, rings the sound of scripture. Yet, I decide, to make it my own: my beginning. I have had many. Falls, restarts; crash and burn sequences followed, inevitably, by a recreation of sorts.
in the Beginning
there was you...
you tore your Rib for me to breathe,
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a shard of glass
this poem i wrote from a prompt in all_unwritten, and am surprised by how it unfolded. it never ceases to amaze me how many different phrases, thoughts, objects can awaken something inside. i am reminded of how much time and effort i have put into reinventing ME after i lost myself on the whim of another's demands...
i saw it all
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placid eyes
with a glance,
i am thrown to the floor.
all diction surpasses time.
placid eyes, brimming,
wet my jaw
and erase my scars.
converting...
hoary pink,
smooth tissue...childlike.
plump,
radiant,
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sands
it snakes
as it writhes,
as it sears my lash beds.
rising fear...
i finally discern.
it moves across the desert
seamlessly,
as does a baby
sighing
her fleeting relief.
give me your hands!
tangle your arms
through mine.
we will not survive this
alone.
it howls and moves
from a distance at best...
hold your breath!
close your eyes!
cling to me!
gnashing our skin ( Read more... ) -
thorns
i will carry the weight
of the things you once said.
like a dime in my pocket rusting over
from disuse.
and your words will wake me and taunt me and rape me.
like the thorn i've sewn
near my rib
in my side.
and i will struggle to walk
...as i will carry your words.
like that dime you once needed
but can't find.
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a memory once breathing...
your expectations outweigh me
and i spin and i twirl and i laugh at your memory...
ask at your will
though
there are no answers here.
scream my name and
unearth
the mountains...
i cannot hear you.
but your tiny whisper threatens my life...
you shouldn't have
expectations
of me.
and i'll dance and i'll scream and i'll bend till i break
yet you won't ever smell ( Read more... )