Tag: poetry
group name: anxietypanic
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November 24, 2008 07:36 PM EST --
I was born to be
and lived it too
for the longest time
my favorite colors were
black and blue
thought I'd left it
when a wife I'd become
covering myself
even when hot
and in the sun . . .
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August 03, 2007 07:02 AM EDT --
The Landlord
When the fuse blows out
every night, you go into the house
where the retired security guard
who let you the place reclines
in his lazyboy. You go down
into the basement, filled with
artifacts . . .
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December 27, 2006 03:39 PM EST --
There are two sides to me
They give away my duality
One shines brightly, born of light
The other in deep shadow, dark as night
The lighter is caring and so very sweet
While the darker is foreboding . . .
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May 31, 2007 12:00 AM EDT --
Angels are writing through me
from highest thought
words and feelings rushing out
in a hurry to be expressed
continuously being released
from my flowing heart.
One after another a collection of poetry . . .
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January 04, 2008 04:04 AM EST --
three words to describe me right now:
where I came from,
where I've been,
where I am...
not understanding people
or life
or anything.
for those . . .
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October 06, 2006 02:04 PM EDT --
Hiding behind high stony walls,
Amidst the darkness and the gloom.
Cowering in a distant corner,
Within the cold blackness of the room.
The walls that surround to protect,
Instead become a prison. . . .
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March 29, 2007 10:48 PM EDT --
THE RULES: Select your OWN top 6 comment neglected articles or images. The people I have tagged to do this post are on the very bottom and will choose six of their own writes to feature, also. From there, . . .
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June 20, 2007 09:29 AM EDT --
I'm deeply grateful he has stayed with me.
Or perhaps I'm just a charity case.
He knows my soul, my work, my life, my needs.
Hands me the Kleenex box before the tears
Start coming. So many . . .
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December 30, 2006 03:56 PM EST --
I need to resolve to be better next year.
I know that , but just can't begin.
I could go back to eating salads and fruit
and work on becoming thin.
I need to get rid of the clutter and . . .
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February 05, 2008 08:41 PM EST --
Not very good...nowhere near "good", but I don't care.
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going back down
but not intentionally
i so screwed up
and waitin . . .
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November 11, 2007 06:52 PM EST --
Like puppy dog ears
and baby tears
pigs' wiggly ears
and tails
silvery snail trails
and lovely kittens
cold frost and mittens
These are the things that make me smile . . .
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September 18, 2006 11:31 PM EDT --
I miss you so very much
I miss the warmth of your touch
I miss your sweet and tender kiss
Freely given in times like this
I miss the connection between our minds
I miss the tie that binds
Our hearts . . .
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September 06, 2006 07:19 PM EDT --
I didn't know it would hurt like this
I didn't know how much I'd miss
Just knowing that you were always there
Just knowing that you would always care
If I were sad or even blue
I knew . . .
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September 15, 2006 03:06 PM EDT --
My poems seem kinda depressing lately. I guess it is because I am depressed. Tuesday the 19th will be 2 years since my dad passed and I am trying to deal with it the best way I can. But it has me quite . . .
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January 03, 2007 01:15 PM EST --
If I could just breathe
Close my eyes and slowly inhale
Feed on the life and promise it could provide
To calm and quiet my anxious mind
As the stress would slowly loosen its grip
If I could . . .
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August 16, 2008 07:16 AM EDT --
Catch me if you can into a safety net of comfort and stability
Held in place by familiarity venturing out in small steps
From apprehension scared of the unknown and misguided direction
Pessimistic . . .
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November 12, 2006 08:37 PM EST --
Who will catch me when I fall?
Who will be there to answer my call?
Who will help me ease the pain?
Who will help me back again?
Who will be there to hold my hand?
Who will be there to help me stand? . . .
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November 12, 2006 10:01 PM EST --
Twisting, turning, all about
twisting, turning, inside out
Fear and dread coming nearer
Demons scratching through the mirror
Screeching and begging for their release
While I hold my head waiting . . .
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January 17, 2007 06:09 PM EST --
I sit here waiting in this room
Why do I always have a sense of doom
My baby is going under the knife
I pray nothing goes wrong to endanger his life
A simple procedure no big . . .
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January 22, 2008 07:08 PM EST --
I don't understand why
you couldn't answer
a few simple questions
who knows how I would've
responded to your answers
or what might've happened
I can't write....
what I need.... . . .
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