Browsing All posts tagged under »poetry«

To Capture a Whisper

July 15, 2011

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“How do I love thee? Let me count the ways” and let me write for you for a lifetime and use all the ink I can find to try to tell you what I hardly have the mechanics to express. (Even when I’m trying!) A new dawn of love is rising over our little white […]

“Clear”, was all I could say.

November 9, 2009

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Sitting in the restaurant that poses as the town centre You eyes are now a forest on the eastern seaboard Clarity, growing like sound

Fishing for Pennies

November 9, 2009

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You stand in line fishing change out of the oceans of your purse. As you fumble for a fourth penny you blame your habit on an aunt who once cooked a meal for an army of men that was never there. Her house makes you cry. It’s been locked for years but we all bet […]

[1] Laughing Steel

March 28, 2009

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I’m wilting a little. But not for long. Hundreds of tiny birds swarm peacefully in their flocks around the stoplights. The tree frogs and bullfrogs are awake and are singing again in the swamps and the sunlight is bursting into our Saturdays. The rain is getting warmer. Any hint of smoke in the air throws […]

Oh Porcupine!

February 23, 2009

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Oh porcupine You call another “prickly” and “thorny” But forget your own spines And porcupine Why would you assign Fatal words To one of your own kind?”

Your dream, my dream! We all scream if it’s… not.

December 17, 2008

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I’m really tired of living everyone else’s dreams. I’m tired of walking into the office on Monday morning and having to check to make sure my mascara looks good and I’m wearing the right shoes. I’m tired of making sure everyone is hearing what they want to hear out of the conversation. I don’t want […]

Seven Hours

October 19, 2008

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It’s still raining seven hours later Maybe the angels and devils are rinsing out their sinks Or perhaps this is the leftovers of punishment like the heel of a loaf of bread that’s been sitting out on the table since two. “Seven Hours” © Deanna Gernert 2008