Tag: poetry
member name: Jennifer K.
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December 07, 2006 08:36 AM EST --
Crimson Dawn
i don't have to dress
or consummate it
cause i have to prove
size does not matter
life is hungry
obscenity and divinity...
rebel that i happen to be
are never far from home
. . .
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March 19, 2007 10:09 PM EDT --
i love you
it scares you half to death
and makes you want to peel your skin off
i want to barge into you
a silent dock
while the ocean laps itself
against
on and with
the cloth of your flesh,
the barrier . . .
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August 26, 2006 08:16 PM EDT --
Ioni's Lesson
Lifeless silence loomed in echoed valleys below,
Streaming, breathless, the river runs along the banks
Windless and unrippled, frozen, encapsulated,
For no longer, fallen silent, the . . .
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September 02, 2006 01:37 AM EDT --
Mirrors And Moths
We attract what we are;
Least that's what she told me...
And when I stopped to notice,
I saw you looking at me.
Something familiar about you
We'd met before, I could see!
We . . .
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September 06, 2006 09:26 AM EDT --
Bafa Lake
Distant temptation, rhythms echo
mountains, deaf, looming silent
rippling love magic on Bafa Lake
Fragrant, lust-heavy in scent
in a garden of Turkish dreams
The wind licks her wispy lips
tempting . . .
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September 11, 2006 04:18 PM EDT --
Kingdoms
Speak of light
Keep pounding it into my heart
Feel the current
Water and sun me till I startle.
Unbind me
Free me to ride the rays of stars.
From within
Each cell, it's own universe, so . . .
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October 09, 2006 12:40 PM EDT --
Death
For through cracked depths of earth he came;
Eyes erupted; burning, like oranged-gray coal,
He reached, and gnashed, at my back door;
Begged for mercy, pain, inflicted-- untold...
For we are . . .
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October 16, 2006 04:01 PM EDT --
spatter
a thousand pictures
smashing my fingers
into pastel piles of muss
smear you onto
my walls
squeeze tubes of acrylics
buckets jars of chunky mud
color and smell divine
smatter you
across silk
belying . . .
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October 19, 2006 09:23 AM EDT --
clouds, the day
after the day of light
and the mist rose
from the earth
and the rain fell
upon it
dampen the blows
and to magnify the
unrest below
now calm
quietude before
the loud noises
soon to
follow . . .
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December 22, 2006 10:02 AM EST --
I Am II
I am my maker
string of
my fingers
thread my
loom...
I am rhythm
taking flight
soaring...
counting my
feathers...
I am pattern
imprinted
entwining
seeding and shelling
a soul . . .
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July 06, 2008 10:15 PM EDT --
mother lead me to cast my fears afar
show me all that is good
green fields and wildflowers,
sway me in your salty rhythm,
nestle me in your fertile soil-
mother, call me to the light
. . .
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January 04, 2007 01:50 AM EST --
Metaphor Of Me
i might tell you:
the oak tree
i believe in that oak
the tiny buds i see
crimson gems of fertility!
i might say:
i love the dusk
it is always different
changing, showing up;
i believe . . .
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February 23, 2007 01:11 PM EST --
Feelings, seasons, states of mind
A place I stand from
Is immune, and far-reaching;
Somehow spanning some horizon
That will always and never
Matter
Of what I am composed,
Born to be, above, below, or not . . .
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October 18, 2007 01:20 AM EDT --
I want to make a Willow headboard. I think I have a pretty good idea about soaking the wood and working with it. I just want to see HOW PRIMITIVELY I can still create artful practical things. . . .
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April 27, 2008 06:32 PM EDT --
Violets
Today i crouched over the violets
Without my camera.
I observed the droplets of rain
Pressing upon the violet petals
They did not yield, too much...
JEK©2008 . . .
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January 24, 2008 10:54 PM EST --
I am amazed by nature and all of it's possibilities. I don't know WHY there are cloned glow-in-the-dark-cats now in labs. I am more in love with the mystery of mother nature in all it's glory . . .
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October 10, 2008 02:35 PM EDT --
The oaks are turning red,
The maples scream the sunset;
Morning mists my windows,
The air is apple, crimson.
December, weeks from October,
Four months from Cupid;
Beech leaves fly . . .
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November 04, 2006 10:45 AM EST --
yet still
yet still she bleeds
and if heaven were the place
she impounds her ears
her heart
to the heaven which she knew
and promises nothing
to no morrow
crimson ink and glass
dusty binding purple-blue . . .
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December 02, 2006 12:22 PM EST --
I listened to your voice
it was soothing
I numbed myself with its tone,
and rocked in it.
I could have stayed forever, there...
I clicked the left arrow
ten times
then one more time
for eleven
Cause it's . . .
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December 06, 2006 09:13 PM EST --
Unwrought
Lately
I jump straight out of my skin
When I feel the presence
I do not know
If it is dead man groping
or me
barely
coping.
I grip the pen so hard
Gashing
Truth onto the pages
In blood
scabbing . . .
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