Woman Aubade Poems

let us go to Dr. Lunde, she said and we drove to the bus terminal to park the car as there as no busses anywhere,...

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Emilia In Romagna

Somewhere a lost little girl
Is crying in her bedroom closet
Because she can’t hear
Her mama
Moving about anymore
She can see dim shapes
Mama stored stuff in...

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The whisper in red

I had been watching TV
And as often happen when I watch
A minute sleep only
A wisp of a young woman in a red...

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Come in from the byre, Mag Hand
Sit you down there firnenst the coatstand, 
But first light the fire and
Throw on the dinner Mag Hand
Lave the...

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(for Scarlets of the world)

Scarlet was born in a house of ill repute.
She learnt early how to use lipsticks, and
Dreams never visited her.

Enslaved by carnivorous...

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LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT HER
She lit my soul on fire for her from the very start.
She's the one I feel at peace with when...

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She was soft and the winter snow
was out learning good deeds as we know.

Imprisonment or the dead penalty
nothing can affect the inner cruelty.

She was broken...

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"My Name is History"

My name is History
I’m here to take you back in time 
To a land called Israel.
I desire to teach you a spiritual...

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Ms. Pirouette 

her hops may be wide
and her skips may be terse
but her world glides

connie pachecho

1/31/17...

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What until today humans do HAVE,
That the First Couple on EARTH
Passed on down through CAVES,
To this day of comfortable HEARTHS?

God's DNA in his Image and...

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The restless night had ended
abruptly. Caught between dreams and
consciousness, the town was arching towards
the sprinkled light of dawn. A perpetual regularity 
reigned over the dusty...

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POEM 28 OUR AMERICAN WAY 



THE WOMAN LOVE THERE MAN & THERE MEN LOVE THERE WOMAN

IF YOU SEE A AMERICA KISSING THAT THE AMERICAN WAY,...

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Once I was a spore 
Sought the ovary and was accepted
Millions of my fellow spores
Did not and was washed out as junk
A residue of no...

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Sisterly Support 

I was thinking of my sister she had a blue and a green 
eye I adored her when a child I followed her...

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“What was it all about Alfie?”

Yes, there was a time I didn`t think
of a woman’s feeling they were an object 
only of my desires.
Then love...

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