Best Shoestrings Poems

the balcony

a bird tugs at my

clean shoestrings...

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Mesmerizing eyes shaded behind the draw blinds. 
My lips are tied with giggling lace, to mute and smudge absent a feel. 
A cold fragment, jagged...

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It was many years ago that I sat there on the floor
With Aunt Allie and my cousins, we knew what was in store.
The clan was...

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The sky was lit by blinding light
But, not sunlight
The panorama was painted with darting pellets
But, not of rain rivulets
The ground quivering under flitting feet
But, not...

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their eyes 
they flutter
or is it propel
either way
a subtle prelude
to a kiss out of sync

their conversation
an amalgamation
of giggles and smiles 
more telepathy 
between hearts
than anything...

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l.  it was seven octobers of knowing you
through refrains of musk earth and rosette skies ,
we lay with hands outstretched 
under a family of...

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Patients in and out within the backdrop of muted rose walls, blue carpet, 
dark wood and purple plaid textiles. As faces changed, colors clashed. 
One...

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Who knew that I would need
shoestrings to escape rape?
I felt safe on a double date, 
the “safety in numbers” misnomer.

He came on like a ten-armed
octopus...

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A lot of time has passed
since freedom was part of the daily routine
		Eat when you wanna eat,
	sleep when you wanna sleep
Go whenever you wanna go...

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-brooding centrifical, delirium flight
spiraling downward toward bruising the night
bouncing on sky skin with trampoline hair
shooting like rocket dust into the air
dipping each strand in the...

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I watched

I watched when I was younger, a woman lose her life

To a man, to a rock, to a knot, and never become a wife.

I...

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Scissortail river running low beside the road
carrying a many weightless, little dead leaf
orange, yellow parade of patchwork vessels
passing beneath the old park bridge into shadow

I...

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They flock in groups of three
and feast on shattered molecules.
They nag at your shoestrings,
waiting
for the moment you become vulnerable.
They will gnaw at your pulsating membranes,
leave...

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Ancient ones present me the wisdom
Allow me be influenced by the intuitive I Ching
Fall for nothing, stand for something
I value myself too much just to...

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Once upon a time but not so long ago,
A man sat by a pond dangling his big toe.

A rather large fish enjoying his daily swim,
Noticed...

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