Birthday Concrete Poems

*Today, 28th your birthday arrived*.
Wearing a bathrobe and my hair wrapped around standing infront of the bathroom door and waiting during the time Ticks.
Tick, Tack,...

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Red cheeks burning, butterflies turning, I saw you beneath my swearing.
Heard the yearning: ,,Watch out! He's returning", didn't understood the doubt, didn't wanna know churning...

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..............Baby Steps Out..
..........There's a waiting world
.......Doctors nurses eager staff
......A doting father, mother in pain
.....It is said that we chose our birth 
....An act of free...

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Jones
Day
Unwelcome sun
Wait
Wait
Wait

“Hey Claire, see if that old queen next door’s got anything.”
“I don’t think she’s up yet.”
“I will give five bucks for a rinse.”
Wait
Wait in...

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it might as 
well be my birthday
as i hold nature’s gift in my hand
i pause to caress it before i indulge
its form shapely its skin...

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My ladylike mother, raising a blue-jeans daughter
     No dresses for my back-to-school shopping-
After school shortcut with Amy, my friend
  ...

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GOLDEN SAND
        Written July 2, 1976 For My Mother’s 40th Birthday, 
      ...

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Can't go back

I remember waiting to see you at the club.
We were only 21. We would dance the last 
dance of the night.
I remember at...

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A-fter the twilight ends, 
N-ew dawn is about to break; 
N-either dusk nor dark
A-ims to bring heartache.

A-s the Saturday sun
R-ises above the horizon; 
D-ay eleventh...

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Sunshine Smile

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So she smiled at the thought of it,
Bringing a life to the world.

And she sets to the task, 
Ready to take the challenge.

Then she heaved...

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You don’t know this but
we’re all ISBN’s. At birth,
we’re tattooed across our asses
with barcodes, ID tags, social security numbers.
The only doctors allowed
to perform this surgical...

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Lovely Roses

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()        ()
A         L
N       ...

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O my sweet little rose,
There is no world without being you baby.
Only the beats of your kidishness and 
expression against my eyes. 
 
Against all of these...

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