Category: Poem
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Day 8: Song of Songs Chapter 2: Lillies Galore
Today we have round 2 of walking through Song of Solomon. Day 8 of blogging. I’ll admit it is more of a challenge than I thought. But some days writing is simply discipline. Break out the book and song and lets go for a quick walk. V. 1 she compares herself to a flower. Whenever…
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Day 6: A Talk With My Father We Never Had (Audio Reading)
The only time we ever talked about love Was the month following my heartbreak Around Thanksgiving of my 24th year. I did not think I could keep going quietly, honestly And you did not have much advice to give. In the wake of that winter you visited once And I had very little left to…
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21. Trope
1. 5:45 alarm I snooze twice bathroom things find the cleanest pair of pants and least obtrusive shirt grab phones and keys, and leave Drive, work or something to that degree watch the stocks then the clock Leave as soon as possible 2. Teeter between torcher and thanksgiving I have been awful to everyone this…
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19. 32
I’d like to start this poem by stating what I don’t intend to do this year: I won’t buy any more trading cards, unless I am really compelled I will not delegate my dating life to a phone application, unless someone convinces me I will not doubt my calling or despair if I don’t get…
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18. Dissent
Love used to be stories: Knights win princesses Cowboys untie damsels Savages capture concubines Exchanges of property and wealth the brokerage of Catherine of Braganza Love was a trade When it was romanticized sometimes it started in the schoolyard or the fields sweethearts and youthful innocence held them like glue sticks The working class and…
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17. Anesthesia
As you drift off, you will finally lose that weight, you’ve been telling yourself you should do something about. you will forget the trauma and the triumph the lull you feel is a silent lullaby rocking you once, into slumber Your breathing corpse maintains its complexion you will stay beautiful in your absence you might…
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16. Bells
*Ding-Dong* waited at the door to be greeted by your father have you back by ten and treat you like his daughter made sure to open up and help you into the passenger moved the umbrella, meant to keep us from the water *Ring-Ring* our food was up after we waited by the window like…
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15. Pictures
most of the time there’s too much perspective for just one photograph like the contour of your ridge that leads to a bridge that knows of the perils of love it’s worth it to be overwhelmed by the decision to wade in waves and surging waters to rest on your shore, sure of catching the…
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14 Footing
Sometimes when hiking under the weight of a pack or under my own, while walking along a ridge I slip when the incline is steep enough Once, as a child, I was running and skid on leaves on the edge of a trail and almost tumbled down a hill On a date, in early February…
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The Little Messenger: Sparrow Haikus Pt. 1
I. You were unaware I was flying through the air Did you even care? II. Your eye was on me In fact they never left me Yet it’s true, I fell III. I fell to the earth I think you may have noticed I thought you’d catch me IV. This ground is…
The Reconstructed 