tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91004341763628593082024-02-20T04:06:34.272-06:00National Poetry Writing Month - April 201330 poems in 30 daysAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-81518160045567648992013-04-30T22:15:00.000-05:002014-10-25T12:33:37.504-05:00TRUST<br />
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Translucent thoughts and feelings,</div>
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Resting in the hearts of </div>
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Unassuming others who</div>
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Simmer with their thoughts,</div>
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Triumphant that together,</div>
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They will remain as one,</div>
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In love and hope and freedom,</div>
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Trust, once again, has won.</div>
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Precious Linda, c. 2013</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-49548184054442273612013-04-29T22:02:00.000-05:002014-10-25T12:33:49.299-05:00Apparitions of Ice<br />
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Alien sounds of creatures in distress</div>
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accompany the mysterious growth and </div>
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sudden eruptions of crystalline shards </div>
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of needle-like formations of ice.</div>
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People stop in their tracks, mystified,</div>
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observing this strange, alien invasion </div>
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and to capture it on camera, as they</div>
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experience this unusual phenomenon,</div>
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bursting forth, spreading prickly</div>
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tentacles of cascading apparitions, </div>
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here today and gone tomorrow,</div>
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along the shores of Medicine Lake.</div>
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Precious Linda, c. 2013</div>
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<i>To see pictures and a
video of this strange phenomenon, see: http://www.theepochtimes.com/n3/30145-lake-ice-needles-filmed-in-minnesota-lake-video/<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-29809561079299434152013-04-28T21:18:00.001-05:002014-10-25T12:34:08.309-05:00MUSIC - an acrostic poem<br />
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<b>M</b>elodious tunes</div>
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<b>U</b>ses chord
collaboration</div>
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<b>S</b>ometimes tickles
the emotions</div>
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<b>I</b>ntriguing
movements that touch the soul</div>
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<b>C</b>reates a
pulsating beat through me</div>
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Precious Linda, c. 2013<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-71234528025906407472013-04-27T22:13:00.000-05:002014-10-25T12:34:24.315-05:00Checkerboard Colors - HaikuCheckerboard colors<br />
Red and white geraniums<br />
Exploding in bloom<br />
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Precious Linda, c. 2013<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-58137862551285940612013-04-26T23:59:00.001-05:002014-10-25T12:35:30.670-05:00My Teddy Bear and I<br />
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I have a pink, Teddy bear,</div>
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I hold her close and tight,</div>
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To comfort her from memories </div>
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Of days gone by and fright. </div>
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She needs the comfort of my arms,</div>
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I hold her close, you see,</div>
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To keep her safe from all alarm,</div>
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To know she’s safe with me.</div>
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She isn’t able on her own</div>
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To settle down in peace.</div>
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She needs the comfort of my arms,</div>
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In slumber, to release.</div>
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Her memories are different</div>
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Than mine would ever be.</div>
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I can’t believe the things she says,</div>
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It never would be me! </div>
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And yet, my body says a lot,</div>
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With frightened feelings, too, </div>
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And then I hold my Teddy bear</div>
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And tell her, “I love you!”</div>
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<br /></div>
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The wounds and fears, the great big tears,</div>
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The little ones, as well,</div>
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The scary thoughts that come our way,</div>
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That drag us right through hell,</div>
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<br /></div>
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Remain no longer buried deep,</div>
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But move along to find</div>
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The way back from the recesses,</div>
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From deep within our mind.</div>
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<br /></div>
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I wonder if the things she feels</div>
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Will ever feel like I,</div>
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Right now I cannot fathom them,</div>
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Nor see them with my eye.</div>
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No matter what tomorrow brings,</div>
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My bear and I will try,</div>
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Together to become as one,</div>
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One person, she and I.</div>
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Precious Linda, c. 2013</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-78851962516761993322013-04-25T17:15:00.000-05:002014-10-25T12:35:59.834-05:00The Sunset – a terza rima poem<br />
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the western sky shot colors from the sun</div>
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with hues of orange and pinks and dazzling shapes </div>
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reflections on the water never done</div>
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vibrating colors like some bobbing grapes</div>
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a spectacle of beauty and delight</div>
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tossed by the waves, with many diff’rent shapes</div>
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a grandiose display of brilliant light</div>
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that takes away one’s breath, with gasps and awe</div>
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and forms some salty tears that mar one’s sight</div>
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<br /></div>
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this vast array begins to drop the jaw</div>
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and with a mouth wide open catches flies</div>
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which may end up inside a person’s craw</div>
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no matter what, the person never lies,</div>
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majestic beauty overflows his soul</div>
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and whispers that he’s found a special prize</div>
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igniting passion, deep within, he’s whole,</div>
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and will again begin his blessed stroll</div>
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Precious Linda, c.2013</div>
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<i>I used the prompt of
writing a terza rima today. The description is as follows: <o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">“The literal translation of terza rima from Italian is 'third
rhyme'. Terza rima is a three-line stanza using<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chain_rhyme" title="Chain rhyme"><span style="background: white; color: #0b0080; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;">chain rhyme</span></a></i><span class="apple-converted-space"><i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> </span></i></span><i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">in the pattern A-B-A, B-C-B, C-D-C, D-E-D. There is no limit
to the number of lines, but poems or sections of poems written in terza rima
end with either a single line or<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Couplet" title="Couplet"><span style="background: white; color: #0b0080; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;">couplet</span></a></i><span class="apple-converted-space"><i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> </span></i></span><i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">repeating the rhyme of the middle line of the final<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tercet" title="Tercet"><span style="background: white; color: #0b0080; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;">tercet</span></a></i><i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">. The two possible endings for the example above
are d-e-d, e or d-e-d, e-e. There is no set<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rhythm" title="Rhythm"><span style="background: white; color: #0b0080; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;">rhythm</span></a></i><span class="apple-converted-space"><i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> </span></i></span><i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">for terza rima, but in<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/English_literature" title="English literature"><span style="background: white; color: #0b0080; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;">English</span></a></i><i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">,</span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Iambic_pentameter" title="Iambic pentameter"><span style="background: white; color: #0b0080; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;">iambic pentameter</span></a></i><span class="apple-converted-space"><i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> </span></i></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;">is generally preferred.</span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>"</i></span></span><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> </span></div>
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<i><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Quotation from:</span></span><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terza_rima">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terza_rima</a>
(2013-04-25)</span></i></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-1725102167098515062013-04-24T21:20:00.000-05:002014-10-25T12:36:22.786-05:00The Kitchen Table<br />
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yesterday, left behind,</div>
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with a table filled with yesterday, </div>
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thirteen orange juice bottles, </div>
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standing, side by side</div>
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filled with aging water</div>
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for the fish aquarium,</div>
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repotted geranium plants,</div>
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pruned from winter growth,</div>
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beginning to blossom,</div>
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a book and photograph, </div>
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a gift from a friend, </div>
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visited yesterday,</div>
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a plastic bag, filled with</div>
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an assortment of bandages</div>
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and supplies, a container </div>
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of Vaseline to cover </div>
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a recent skin biopsy,</div>
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a library book </div>
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to be returned,</div>
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3-hole punch paper,</div>
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in a wrapper, on its way</div>
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from storage to the office,</div>
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a home-made wristband</div>
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made from a sock</div>
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to hold gauze on the wrist, </div>
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but it didn’t work,</div>
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two more pieces </div>
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of the cut sock, </div>
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waiting to find its purpose,</div>
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an empty box of </div>
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Playtex Living Gloves, </div>
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extra long gloves, used </div>
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to wash dishes by hand</div>
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without getting the</div>
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wrist wet</div>
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<br /></div>
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one look at the table</div>
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with clutter overtaking,</div>
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stirred up within her</div>
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feelings of </div>
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overload </div>
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overtired</div>
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overstressed</div>
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overworked</div>
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rising up to </div>
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overflowing and</div>
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overwhelmed</div>
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needing rest from </div>
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a tiring day before,</div>
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she went to lie down</div>
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with thoughts and feelings </div>
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swirling through her</div>
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heart, mind, and soul,</div>
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filling her head </div>
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and all extra spaces,</div>
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with no place</div>
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to just be</div>
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free</div>
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<br /></div>
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and then, </div>
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she sensed </div>
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the Lord </div>
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speak to her, </div>
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<br /></div>
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<i>Will you clear off <o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>your table, please,<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>making room <o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>for Me<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>and<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>will you share <o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>a cup of tea <o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>with Me?<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<br /></div>
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she smiled at the idea,</div>
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went out to the kitchen</div>
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and looked again</div>
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at the mess, </div>
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scribbled a poem,</div>
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tired as she was,</div>
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and began to</div>
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prepare a cup of tea,</div>
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cleaned off a small</div>
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place on the table</div>
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and began to feel</div>
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real again,</div>
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in the present moment</div>
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of grace,</div>
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to spend time </div>
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with the Lord, </div>
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in spirit, </div>
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face-to-face, </div>
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with nothing </div>
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more important,</div>
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to distract her,</div>
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for those few</div>
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sacred moments</div>
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of time </div>
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together, </div>
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sitting at her</div>
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kitchen table, </div>
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in sweet communion,</div>
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with her Lord.</div>
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Precious Linda, c.2013</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-75058594031193576782013-04-23T21:55:00.000-05:002014-10-25T12:36:39.091-05:00Frozen in FEAR, Once Again<br />
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The door SLAMMED</div>
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and, once again, </div>
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the young child</div>
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froze </div>
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in </div>
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fear</div>
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not knowing</div>
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what would happen next,</div>
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<br /></div>
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anticipating </div>
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shouting, yelling,</div>
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penetrating reprimands,</div>
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a cold shoulder with frozen silence,</div>
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sharp eyes of disapproval,</div>
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permeating everywhere,</div>
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filling her heart with </div>
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overwhelming terror, </div>
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leaving no room </div>
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for love, </div>
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mistakes, accidents, </div>
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or immaturity,</div>
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<br /></div>
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always promising disapproval, </div>
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sporadic expressions of love, </div>
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and the hopelessness of </div>
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never being fully accepted, </div>
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as her little,</div>
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immature </div>
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self,</div>
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but rather</div>
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annihilated,</div>
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in spirit,</div>
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once </div>
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again.</div>
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<br /></div>
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Years later,</div>
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she didn’t know,</div>
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if the wind had </div>
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blown the door shut, </div>
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or a person had shut it, </div>
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accidentally loud, </div>
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without malice or ill intent,</div>
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but she froze, </div>
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out of habit, </div>
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accepting </div>
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the blame </div>
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and subsequent </div>
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shame,</div>
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as her own,</div>
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once </div>
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again,</div>
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<br /></div>
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until</div>
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her body began </div>
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to release those</div>
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old, old feelings,</div>
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turbulent, at times,</div>
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and, then, as a </div>
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cleansing</div>
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wave</div>
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washing</div>
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her soul.</div>
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<br /></div>
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Precious Linda, c.2013</div>
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<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-70719082629765669562013-04-22T08:13:00.000-05:002014-10-25T12:38:09.330-05:00I Was Raised to Be a Clone<br />
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</div>
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I was
raised to be a clone<o:p></o:p></div>
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with no
sense of self,<o:p></o:p></div>
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like an
appendage,<o:p></o:p></div>
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controlled
by another.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
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Anything
that didn’t measure up<o:p></o:p></div>
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to their
beliefs, ways, or thoughts<o:p></o:p></div>
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was
quickly smashed,<o:p></o:p></div>
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along
with me.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
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I was
never free<o:p></o:p></div>
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to become<o:p></o:p></div>
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uniquely<o:p></o:p></div>
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me,<o:p></o:p></div>
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in<o:p></o:p></div>
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their<o:p></o:p></div>
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presence.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
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And now,<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
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I still
have memories<o:p></o:p></div>
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of the
pain of being<o:p></o:p></div>
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different
and not<o:p></o:p></div>
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measuring
up,<o:p></o:p></div>
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of needing<o:p></o:p></div>
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to be<o:p></o:p></div>
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exactly<o:p></o:p></div>
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the<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
same.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
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I’ve
tried to blend in,<o:p></o:p></div>
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chameleon-like,<o:p></o:p></div>
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but that
is death to me.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
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My sense
of self<o:p></o:p></div>
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comes
creeping up,<o:p></o:p></div>
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like a
shadow coming alive,<o:p></o:p></div>
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but then,
I become afraid<o:p></o:p></div>
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and try
to stomp it out,<o:p></o:p></div>
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just like
what<o:p></o:p></div>
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was done<o:p></o:p></div>
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to me.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
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I don’t
want to be a murderer,<o:p></o:p></div>
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but I am
so afraid,<o:p></o:p></div>
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that if I
am so different,<o:p></o:p></div>
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I will be
rejected,<o:p></o:p></div>
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again and
again,<o:p></o:p></div>
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as I have
been,<o:p></o:p></div>
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from time
immemorial.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
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I’m
continually told,<o:p></o:p></div>
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I should
be different,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
fit this
mold,<o:p></o:p></div>
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or else,<o:p></o:p></div>
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I will
not love you,<o:p></o:p></div>
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I will
not be with you,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I will
not talk to you,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I will
not hug you.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
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Apparently,<o:p></o:p></div>
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the
choice<o:p></o:p></div>
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to be<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
me<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
is<o:p></o:p></div>
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very,<o:p></o:p></div>
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very,<o:p></o:p></div>
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very<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
lonely.<o:p></o:p></div>
<br />
Precious Linda, c. 2013Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-34528277632649921852013-04-21T22:46:00.001-05:002014-10-25T12:38:21.888-05:00SLUMBER – Acrostic Poem<br />
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<b>S</b>enses sleeping</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b>L</b>iving dreams</div>
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<b>U</b>nconscious
awakens</div>
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<b>M</b>emories explode</div>
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<b>B</b>ody rests and restores</div>
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<b>E</b>ventually,
spirits show up</div>
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<b>R</b>estless
commotion, inside</div>
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<br /></div>
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Precious Linda, c.2013</div>
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<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-79126314629275277302013-04-20T21:14:00.000-05:002014-10-25T12:38:42.222-05:00Icing Laced on Trees - Haiku<br />
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Icing laced on trees </div>
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Daffodils covered with snow </div>
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Spring is hiding here</div>
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<br />
Precious Linda, c. 2013</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-43271940027892701062013-04-19T21:33:00.000-05:002014-10-25T12:38:59.699-05:00I Saw a Blind Man Walking<br />
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I saw a blind man walking,</div>
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I know that he was blind,</div>
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He had a white stick, tapping.</div>
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Was he out of his mind?</div>
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<br /></div>
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At first, I wondered, maybe,</div>
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He really had some sight,</div>
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Because he stopped and turned his head,</div>
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Turning left, then right.</div>
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<br /></div>
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But then, he started tapping</div>
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And moving, stealthily away, </div>
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The ground, uneven beneath his feet,</div>
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And he began to stray.</div>
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<br /></div>
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I noticed, from within my car,</div>
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While waiting at the light,</div>
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He turned this way and that way</div>
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And my muscles became tight. </div>
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<br /></div>
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I watched him slowly maneuver through</div>
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An overgrown, abandoned street corner,</div>
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Bypassing a building and crumbling driveway,</div>
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Snow-covered clumps of grass, and more.</div>
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<br /></div>
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The poor fellow kept a-going,</div>
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I truly know not how,</div>
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He dodged trees and a signpost </div>
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With two, tall stakes in the ground. Wow!</div>
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<br /></div>
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My light turned green and I went on</div>
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And stopped at another red.</div>
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I truly hoped he’d make it </div>
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To wherever his journey led. </div>
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<br /></div>
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I drove onto the highway,</div>
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As tears began to fill my eyes,</div>
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Remembering the man who could not see</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
With his very own, two eyes.</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
When times get tough and painful</div>
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And sorrows come my way,</div>
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I hope I’ll remember the courage</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Of the blind man I saw today. </div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Precious Linda, c. 2013</div>
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<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-79221224801283874412013-04-18T08:38:00.001-05:002014-10-25T12:39:21.809-05:00Turtle, a Cinquain Poem <br />
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Turtle</div>
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Loves sunbathing</div>
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Moves laboriously</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Always enjoys feeling at home</div>
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Nomad</div>
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<br /></div>
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<i>Another cinquain - a poem with five lines with 2,4,6,8,2 syllables, and a few other requirements.</i></div>
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<i><br /></i>
Precious Linda, c. 2013</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-72708658415461372072013-04-17T12:14:00.000-05:002014-10-25T12:40:28.842-05:00My Occupation<br />
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I’ve been a homemaker,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
a stay-at-home mom,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I’ve loved it and found it </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
fulfilling, </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
until</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
the kids </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
left </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
home</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
housework can be a drudge,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I’d rather make fudge and eat it,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
but then, I’d have to buy </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
new clothes to fit in again</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
tax time has come, </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
my husband filled out the forms,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
then he informed me </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
that he did something new</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I wondered and asked him,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
he said he filled out my occupation,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
not the usual way, as homemaker, </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
but wrote, writer, instead</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I asked why and told him,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I don’t make money that way,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
his reply, it’s not about</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
how you make money,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
you made no money </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
being a homemaker, either,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
it’s about what occupies</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
your time and, therefore,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
you </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
are </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
a </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
writer</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Precious Linda, c. 2013</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
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<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-71281015860373296682013-04-16T09:52:00.000-05:002014-10-25T12:40:46.809-05:00Floundering - A Poem from Words Unknown<br />
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<span style="background-color: #f1f2ec;">Here from this valueless life I have fled</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #f1f2ec; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">And now, I find myself lost<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="background-color: #f1f2ec; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">There are places to go and pad around<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="background-color: #f1f2ec; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">Scary places but there is no room<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="background-color: #f1f2ec; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">With only my hands and feet, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="background-color: #f1f2ec; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">And all of myself, I go, blown by the wind<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="background-color: #f1f2ec; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">There are several paths and tunnels to take<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="background-color: #f1f2ec; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">But nothing makes sense to me<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="background-color: #f1f2ec; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">The god or God, where are you?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="background-color: #f1f2ec; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">You are like a wind, I cannot see<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="background-color: #f1f2ec; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">My only choice is to lie down in the grass<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="background-color: #f1f2ec; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">Pleading for you to find me, this one time I ask.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #f1f2ec; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="background-color: #f1f2ec; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;"><span style="background-color: transparent;">Precious Linda</span>, c. 2013</span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i><span style="background-color: #f1f2ec; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">The poetry
prompt for Day 16 of the National Poetry Writing Month was to take an
international poem, in a language not known to me, and use the words and shapes
of the words to write my own poem, without looking at the translation. The
above is my attempt at doing so. I knew the original poem was entitled, “Escape,”
and I wrote without reading the translation. <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<br /></div>
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<i><span style="background-color: #f1f2ec; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial;">The original
poem and the translation, provided with credits to the author and translator,
are listed below:<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<br /></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="background-color: #f1f2ec; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10pt; text-transform: uppercase;">ONTVLUGTING</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="background-color: #f1f2ec; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10pt;">Uit hierdie Valkenburg het ek ontvlug</span><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
<span style="background: #F1F2EC;">en dink my nou in Gordonsbaai terug:</span><br />
<br />
<span style="background: #F1F2EC;">Ek speel met paddavisse in 'n stroom</span><br />
<span style="background: #F1F2EC;">en kerf swastikas in 'n rooikransboom</span><br />
<br />
<span style="background: #F1F2EC;">Ek is die hond wat op die strande draf</span><br />
<span style="background: #F1F2EC;">en dom-allenig teen die aandwind blaf</span><br />
<br />
<span style="background: #F1F2EC;">Ek is die seevoël wat verhongerd daal</span><br />
<span style="background: #F1F2EC;">en dooie nagte opdis as 'n maal</span><br />
<br />
<span style="background: #F1F2EC;">Die god wat jou geskep het uit die wind</span><br />
<span style="background: #F1F2EC;">sodat my smart in jou volmaaktheid vind:</span><br />
<br />
<span style="background: #F1F2EC;">My lyk lê uitgespoel in wier en gras</span><br />
<span style="background: #F1F2EC;">op al die plekke waar ons eenmaal was.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="background: #F1F2EC; line-height: 13.5pt; vertical-align: baseline;">
<span style="color: #818181; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">© 1956, Ingrid Jonker Trust<br />
From:</span><span style="color: #818181; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span><i><span style="color: #818181; font-family: "inherit","serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Ontvlugting</span></i><span style="color: #818181; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><br />
Publisher: Culemborg, Cape Town, 1956<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10pt; text-transform: uppercase;">ESCAPE<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10pt;">From this Valkenburg have I run away<br />
and in my thoughts return to Gordon’s Bay:<br />
<br />
I play with tadpoles swimming free<br />
carve swastikas in a red-krantz tree<br />
<br />
I am the dog that slinks from beach to beach<br />
barks dumb-alone against the evening breeze<br />
<br />
I am the gull that swoops in famished flights<br />
to serve up meals of long-dead nights<br />
<br />
The god who shaped you from the wind and dew<br />
to find fulfilment of my pain in you:<br />
<br />
Washed out my body lies in weed and grass<br />
in all the places where we once did pass.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10pt;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="color: #818181; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 18px;">© Translation: 2007, Antjie Krog & André Brink</span><br />
<span style="color: #818181; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 18px;">From: </span><span class="italic" style="border: 0px; color: #818181; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 10px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Black Butterflies</span><br />
<span style="color: #818181; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 10px; line-height: 18px;">Publisher: Human & Rousseau, Cape Town, 2007, 9780798148924</span></div>
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<a href="http://www.poetryinternationalweb.net/pi/site/poem/item/11227">http://www.poetryinternationalweb.net/pi/site/poem/item/11227</a><o:p></o:p></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-78272103567804272112013-04-15T21:58:00.000-05:002014-10-25T12:41:14.049-05:00A Patch of Blue<br />
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A patch of blue caught my eye</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
from cloudy grays and whites</div>
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and darkened silhouettes of bark,</div>
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damp from the snow-filled nights.</div>
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<br /></div>
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The grays and whites unending,</div>
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until one day appeared,</div>
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a burst of color, a patch of blue,</div>
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in a black and white world.</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The patch of blue was welcome,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
to let me know the sun</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
was shining just a little bit</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
and springtime soon would come.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Precious Linda., c. 2013</div>
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<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-32468312783985145712013-04-14T15:32:00.000-05:002014-10-25T12:41:33.817-05:00The Synergy of US!<br />
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Synergy</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
between</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
two unique </div>
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beings,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
hot-wired </div>
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together, </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
sparks fly</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
connections </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
adjust</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
juices flow</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
it comes alive </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
the creation</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
of us</div>
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US is born</div>
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<br /></div>
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Together, </div>
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we grow,</div>
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adjust some more,</div>
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become </div>
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two-in-ONE</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
WE!!</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
Precious Linda, c. 2013</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-46917241607663593672013-04-13T12:50:00.000-05:002014-10-25T12:41:52.242-05:00Safe Am ICloaked and hidden,<br />
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enshrouded with fears,</div>
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tears locked up,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
unknown for years</div>
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<br /></div>
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Body shaking,</div>
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beginning to cry,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
tears overflowing,</div>
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not knowing why</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Memories surface,</div>
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exposing deep pain,</div>
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beginning to feel,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
sorrows and shame</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Feel the feelings</div>
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let them flow, </div>
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freely like waves,</div>
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then, let them go</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Freed, once again</div>
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to smile, until</div>
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a trigger erupts</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
another minefield</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Will this pain</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
ever come to an end,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
or, will it repeat</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
again and again?</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Knowing I have been</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
through this before,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I know how to ride </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
the waves once more.</div>
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<br /></div>
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Courageously, I face the pain,</div>
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wave upon wave rolls by,</div>
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old, buried feelings pass</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
once again. Safe am I.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Precious Linda, c. 2013</div>
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<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-87722135058697167752013-04-12T23:07:00.000-05:002014-10-25T12:42:07.859-05:00Ice Cream - A CinquainIce cream<br />
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Colorful dream</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Too many scoops went plop</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Delightful joy, turned to sadness</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Street paint</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i>I thought I'd try a cinquain today.</i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br />
Precious Linda, c. 2013</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-80468400798268875982013-04-11T23:24:00.000-05:002014-10-25T12:42:31.545-05:00Captivated by Moving Gracemesmerized,<br />
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her body glided</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
across the stage</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
moving lithely</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
with grace</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
a pirouette,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
twirling and</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
spinning,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
unbelievable</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
outstanding</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
extending her leg</div>
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above her head, </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
arching her back,</div>
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she fell faultlessly into </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
his awaiting arms</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
gently raising her body </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
above his head,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
he twirled her, </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
a human arch,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
delicate </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
balanced</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
beautiful</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
with controlled tension</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
and beautiful grace,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
he gently lowered her body</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
to the floor</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
and the two</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
danced</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
as one</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
back and forth</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
across the stage,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
stepping lightly,</div>
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barely touching</div>
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the floor </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
or the other’s hand</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
breathlessly,</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I watched</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
the two </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
dance as one</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
from the depths </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
of my being</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I applauded, </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
with tears of </div>
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joy</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
delight</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
awe and</div>
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amazement</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
streaming </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
down</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
my </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
face</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
captivated</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
by the beauty of </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
beholding</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
two </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
become</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
one</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
in the </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
movement</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
of</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
grace</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Precious Linda, c. 2013</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-76966263220462719782013-04-10T20:01:00.000-05:002014-10-25T12:42:44.377-05:00Transformationpit<br />
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patter</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
splatter</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
splat</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
pitter patter</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
pit pit pit</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
crystalline delicacies</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
growing</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
one </div>
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solitary</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
drop</div>
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at</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
a</div>
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time</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
enveloping</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
dark </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
silhouettes</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
against </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
moonlit skies</div>
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transforming</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
dark drab dreary</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
into </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
a </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
feast for the eyes</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
a </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
dazzling display</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
of</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
sparkling </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
delight</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Precious Linda, c. 2013</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-26366711318024816382013-04-09T09:19:00.000-05:002014-10-25T12:43:11.858-05:00When She Became I<i>when she became I</i><br />
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<i>it became me<o:p></o:p></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i>she was no longer a
child<o:p></o:p></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i>but was set free<o:p></o:p></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i>to be<o:p></o:p></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i>me<o:p></o:p></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Precious Linda, c. 2013</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-52111451120616065172013-04-08T10:02:00.000-05:002014-10-25T12:44:36.048-05:00ALIVE!<br />
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f e</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b> I </b> e l</div>
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<o:p> </o:p></div>
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T e</div>
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h
r</div>
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e o</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
r f</div>
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e</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b>I<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
a m</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b> E!!!<o:p></o:p></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b> V<o:p></o:p></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b> </b>A<b> I <o:p></o:p></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b> L <o:p></o:p></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Precious Linda, c. 2013</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-78899195239681929642013-04-07T23:40:00.000-05:002014-10-25T12:43:42.028-05:00MY PINK LADY<b>M</b>y favorite bike<br />
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<b>Y</b>esteryear’s gift</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b>P</b>robably the best
in town</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b>I</b>t coasted
wonderfully</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b>N</b>ever let me down</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b>K</b>ept my money
inside the headlight</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b>L</b>ooked beautiful
– pink, with aluminum fenders</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b>A</b>lways ready to
ride</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b>D</b>id not have more
than one speed</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<b>Y</b>et coasted like a charm.<br />
<br />
Precious Linda, c.2013<br />
<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9100434176362859308.post-50193059086227123582013-04-06T23:58:00.001-05:002014-10-25T12:43:29.339-05:00Come and Drink! Come and See! The LORD IS GOOD!!Come and
drink!<br />
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Come and
see!<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The Lord
is good,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Is good
to thee.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Come
drink freely from the Vine,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
taste new
life that’s better than wine<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
an elixir
of life </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
bringing peace and joy<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
unknown </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
until<br />
one comes<br />
and sits down</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
at the
vine,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
drinking
freely <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
of Me,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
forever.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Then
you'll find<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
joy<br />
love <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
peace</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
mercy<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
self-control<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
that
come from drinking freely<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
of the
source</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
of life</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
that never ends.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Drink
freely, dearest one,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
and
forever<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
you will
know<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
the joy
of love,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
in the
midst of sorrow and pain,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
and no
longer search,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
as an
addicted one,<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
for
anything but Me<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
to fill
you up and<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
transform
the<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
misery<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
and pain<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
that you
have<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
lived
with<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
for<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
so long<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
until<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
you choose
<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
to come
to Me<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
and bare
your soul<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
and be
set free<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
forever! <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p>Precious Linda, c. 2013</o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03662572726421802755noreply@blogger.com2