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| | | | | My Christmas present to myself this year (2011) is this blog. Writing is so much more to me than just words on a page. I have kept a journal for as long as I can remember, however; these past six years, as I have sought to redefine myself, I have let it go. Consequently, I... | |
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| | | | | I would stand on my head, call in the big leagues, imagine fun, opportunity, but constantly meet with the wall of your limitations. My desire is innocent - impish maybe - dependable; hope to create memorable moments, but boredom is oppressive, and you are shutting me out. I am alone here, hoop jumping, giving of... | |
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| | | | | Find me in the audience, three rows back, amidst enthusiasts, humbled by your expertise, perched, questions burning tongue, too reticent to find a voice, afraid of being discovered, ridiculed, or misconstrued, as if you found my poetry, see only the images formed there, miss the raw emotion. I'd want to scream "Stop!" Too many polished... | |
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| | | Clouds over the Delaware River The wind whispers, stormsover river dreams, the river seemsawake and wild, shimmering-riledby ancient breath or humming moon. The wind whispers, storms-too soon the blue, the hueof water-sky. So high the ospreys flythrough shifting clouds, the rustling loud as the wind whispers, storms,through trees, bent but proud.The squirrels chitter, the deer... | ||
