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shoe soles 2008-03-12 23:07:33 “You’ve got to get out. No arguments.” He smirked playfully as he tossed me my car keys. “Go buy some shoes.”
How many years does it take for a man to get so intuitive, as to suggest shopping as a cure for his wife’s ills? I knew he was right. I needed to get [...]
architect 2008-03-19 09:30:50 I believe that many wordsmiths are very much like architects. When a great idea descends on them, they immediately devise a plan. Scribbling on a blueprint with a pencil they calculate dimensions. They objectively ponder the appropriate materials. Everything is laid out carefully before production begins.
But I am not this way. I am more [...]
patriotism and the student 2008-03-18 15:53:24 The gentle woman gracefully poised her small white sock covered toes together. She was politely covering her teeth from an emerging giggle before she took in a breath and paused. A slightly extended forefinger was a subtle leader for her hand which guided a semblance of sable strands of hair away from her face. [...]
if genius were egotistical 2008-03-17 14:32:58 What would we do if genius
were egotistical? Don’t worry, it’s not. There is nothing more humbling than being a true alien walking amongst the people of the world. Do not be fooled by those who go on and on about their qualities. Look a little deeper, and you will find that they are all [...]
meaning of the crow 2008-03-16 12:03:15 He had to surrender his superstitions when he came to America.
The crows filled the sky and burdened his heart with fear.
He waited anxiously for the grips of death to seize family and friends.
But they did not come and he relaxed.
Eventually he began to ignore them in their bleating
attempt to warn him of impending doom.
Until one [...]
american way 2008-03-24 12:58:23 Send in a cowboy to save the day!
Don’t you know it’s the American way?
We’ve got superheroes bold and strong
who will always right every single wrong.
Monsters, aliens, ghosts appear- do not fear!
We’ll send ‘em packing with a kick in the rear.
listen 2008-03-23 13:57:55 Listen. Hear the faint crackling of hatching chicks who usher in the dawn of spring. Catch then the countenance of a thumping hare, passing fast as the wind. See he bounces into tomorrow to multiply hope with his fortitude.
But carefully now, reach for your eggs. Hold fast to the heritage of tradition, but pay close [...]
where do you stand? 2008-03-22 09:41:46 Carpet.
Feel the way it pads the feet.
Soft and warm it absorbs the shock of walking.
Linoleum.
Notice a small spattering of stains.
The corners are beginning to peel up.
Tile.
The crevices which line the ordered squares are obvious.
They seem even at first, but are actually crooked.
Concrete.
It is abrasive and raw.
Cracks run its expanse.
Hardwood.
Refinished and shiny.
It shows signs of [...]
portrait of a flapper 2008-03-21 21:06:34 pin curls protest petticoats
bold beads bounce with boas
ruby rhapsody stacked heels-
tippity- toe tap to the chipper Charleston
fearless fringe flails under sultry spaghetti straps
fancy feathers tethered to sparkling sequin bands
lopped off locks and bound breasts
contrast luscious lips and lengthy lashes
graceful gloved fingers fiddle with flasks
sips and swigs of starlight insolence
the first tantalizing taste of tumult
since the [...] Read more:flapper
dead sticks in the ground 2008-03-26 13:35:23 A forest of dead trees are still standing. Fire consumed every inch of them. From the burned spots where the roots meet the earth to the tops of the tips which reach up to heaven. A brave platoon, they stood their ground
while the wave of destruction scorched the sky. And now, the hollow skeletons [...] Read more:sticks
No title 2008-03-25 19:19:29 fleeting images which sprint
across the screen of the mind:
the car next to me suddenly
spinning and careening into mine
an unsure foothold on steep steps
losing the grip and succumbing to gravity
they make me wonder
if I said “I love you” when
I kissed my husband goodbye today
what my son would think
if I weren’t there anymore
or if he found me [...]
Paris at night 2008-03-27 17:52:02 The hulking Gothic Cathedral loomed in the moonlight.
Gargoyles chaperoned a couple nuzzling in a nook.
Sleek black leather against black leather,
rubbed and moaned in muffled ecstasy.
A frosty February stroll along the dark water of the canal.
Excitement was warming enough, and the bleak evening delicious.
Soft illumination of streetlights waltzed on the surface of the Seine,
to a young [...] Read more:Paris
Internet Revolutionaries 2008-03-31 16:50:03 Regard the stringent scent of the eucalyptus.
Foreign roots in the soil deodorize the air,
but below, the old stench of the swamps has risen,
and so the youth is constructing a new Ayalon.
David stood on the hill and saw its wide expanse,
they gather beyond borders to join the kibbutz sites.
Stirred belief for the children of technology,
the thriving [...] Read more:Internet
new life 2008-03-30 12:15:58 gentle new blossom
beautiful, naked and young
cries for every need
tenets of the magician 2008-03-30 01:17:30 Oh, crafty charmer, hide me out in plain sight
with misdirection or a slight trick of the light
Conjured substances emerge, then disappear
Materialize magic for applause and cheer
Illusionists practice a firm philosophy,
which only the extremely observant can see.
With a whoosh of handkerchief; wave of flowing hand,
there’s depth beyond impression, you can understand.
Maneuvers glide with pretense, an elegant [...] Read more:magician
rosary 2008-04-01 12:32:54 a decade sings a lament for those who have lost their voice
sweet rose beads lead a mesmerizing chant of hails to glory
from prayers with tears wandering astray through valleys
come reaching for the compassionate arms of a loving mother
scrubbing 2008-04-02 10:00:33 An environment neglected,
gathers dust and grime
soil seeping and silt clinging.
But scrubbing is not easy.
The crisp, streaming water and
it’s brisk soap accomplice
sap the plump from the fingertips
leaving wrinkles in the aftermath.
Arm muscles become loud and bitter
lower back screeches in pain.
Energy flows rapidly down the drain
mingling with the filthy used liquid.
Next day penance of pain and exhaustion
after [...]
the pest 2008-04-05 08:48:21 Brutality wears a mask of honesty
it scampers from the light, afraid it will be caught;
realized for what it is,
and then removed and incapacitated.
numbers 2008-04-04 10:56:35 numbers speak boldly
a language misunderstood
part of our makeup
garage sale 2008-04-03 09:07:14 The woman lugged the heavy box out onto the wobbly folding table. It was filled with plastic and metal memories. Nearby, tiny folded clothes lay neatly in a row. Easter suits and Christmas pajamas bore name tags with modest numbers.
Satisfying a desire to fuss, she had placed everything in groups by age. [...]
sprung 2008-04-07 10:06:09
the first of April, a sharp ice pick taps on the shell of spring,
emerging stealthily during the night with a cool wind.
eyelids flutter open to greet sunny dandelions while
the scent of fresh cut grass caresses nostrils
the startled mind awakens to see the drab indoors
still sleeping with bulky coats hung in the hallway.
mittens and boots wait [...] Read more:sprung
beauty in time 2008-04-06 09:04:59 Beauty is the puppet of time
morphing through a wormhole
Mutton chopped plaid pants ring
with elegant beehives and go go boots.
Neon purple eyelashes open
to gaze at the constant stars.
Dream of togas and tippets
with gladiator sandals and wedges.
Mind the mullet
Join the jeans
Trapped by a generation
are pedal pushers and muscle shirts
Remember the hardy cotehardie,
doubled the life of the doublet
But [...]
flying 2008-04-09 12:56:54 gray cloak over the silver metal mysteries
of the crossing cabin cradling passengers
on individual voyages through unique lives
together for a short time with the luckiest
holding a seat next to a framed screen view
of the heavens passing by cushioned in clouds
taboo 2008-04-08 12:20:07 vassals of the quest for truth flee to abandoned caves
fire light on ashen faces as the skin grows weak
muscles atrophy except for the ones which
place the ivory helmet of contemplation on their crowns
pale hermitage strives for a revelation of mysteries
ritual and obsession over cleaning gourds which
hold the burgundy wine of isolated vagabonds
drinking fervently like a [...]
threat of thread’s accord 2008-04-11 11:02:41 a precarious precipice is amour’s thread
ever stitching affection’s fabric together
scorned by trepidation, falsely branded flimsy
capricious, teetering on a perilous blade
aphotic chaos unravels the loom’s weaving
impetuously spinning the spool as a top
dwindling the connection line’s neatly wrapped supply
produces one scattered mess ripe for the tripping
careless fingers augment mischief fashioning knots
nascent entangled emotion suggests binding
the primal ego’s [...] Read more:threat
, accord
too much control 2008-04-15 12:02:35 laugh, screech, squeal with glee
bolt, jump, bounce, and burrow
just be free with excitement
do not look at your lumpy peers
fearfully clutching the hem of mothers’ skirts
crying at the giggles of fun
because the world condemns
childhood amusement
for little robots without words
you will not be tamed into
sorrowful submission by society
even if it means you are caged at home
crossroads 2008-04-14 11:25:31 the cross is a wooden road
tread to the intersection
of four points for decision
follow the feet faithfully
pursue a hand for goodwill
the head leads introspection
as a compass pointing north
if it doesn’t spin wildly
confused by a temptation
each moment is meaningful
choice determines success and
divides doubt from direction
the dark mansion 2008-04-16 08:50:37 Enter under a reign of thunder. Darkness soothes the senses. You are seeking. One door opened and then the next. Glance out a window, and fumble with the latch. There are so may floors and windows. No way of knowing where to go. So slunk into a corner and feel what it is to be [...]
flip flops 2008-04-10 17:04:29 rainbow pinwheel spins
a new toy laughs at the old
flip flops are jealous
growth 2008-04-17 08:07:20 cells regenerate
the mind alters as we learn
the human connection is mutable
since we are never the same person
from one day to the next
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