Best Neediness Poems

(This a new Version created using many editing suggestions from Linda:) 

I picked you up
like a “shiny” newly minted copper penny 
it was your kitten...

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Still the Worst Job Ever


How do I hold thee, let me count the ways.
I hold thee trembling, beneath kitchen sinks
crouched in the darkness of the...

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We were born as one of eight,
As always said last in first out,
Some of us unfortunately late,
To be found out what this is all about.

Through...

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I don’t want to miss you
So don't make me...
Just to prove a point
To Fulfill a need
There is no point or need for that
I miss you
You...

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I've been a bit free with the vitriol with a couple of poems recently, and need to check myself.  Some months ago I met...

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For each gift that you make to a man’s spirit,
Servant gift, not the kind that dishonor brings,
There’s a peace that comes soft. (Can your ears...

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For serious women everywhere, for Philippa and, today, for Rosie

Serious Women

Some of us have faces 
That are less inclined to mirth
Mapped upon them traces
Of the...

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You make me feel like
I'm good enough,
I'm strong enough,
We'll make it through.

I don't want this to end,
Maybe that's why I'm
So scared, I don't need
Another to...

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The damsel in distress routine got old
at first, it was so captivating
made you feel like a knight
you had dragons to slay
you saw the tears
you wanted...

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A paper and a pen 
I need a few to tell stories of my pain 
Not of what has passed 
But of that which is...

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I picked you up like a “shiny”…newly minted copper penny 
(How cliché)
it was your kitten fur voice  (O how you would hate that) 
the...

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Chameleons 


Life’s only consistency is change
for “nature abhors a vacuum”.
Time, inexorably tinges each moment,
colors it in fading yellows.

Memory’s dog-eared pages,
entwined with nostalgia’s neediness,
produce an altered...

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HOPE BY N3
Slashed at the throat a blow aimed not at the esophagus but at the vocal cords
Paralyzed by something worst than fear,
Speech grows limp...

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a quickening naught I entered a forbidden space
just by stepping off the monorail 
he'd beckoned my soul beneath thee garments 
of my flesh eagerly I...

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Permanent resident 
You have become…
My heart, your doorstep…my mind is numb
Swimming and sliding about my soul
Leaking and seeping till you’ve covered the whole
However you entered...

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