Long Slip through the fingers Poems

She is fire
Raging red and hot through all that surrounds her.
She entices you, drawing you in,
Like a moth to her flame,
Just to singe your wings.
She does not discriminate,
Nobody is safe from her unyielding heat.
She promises...

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#I'm_not_perfect_but_I'm_worth_it
I'm not perfect but I'm worth it, I'm working on it, I go up, I go down,  through your eyes, I see my picture, your soul perfected, believe you me, I'm trying to fit...

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But there’s still his hands in the way… hovering over my eyes… Not allowing me to see what he sees. There’s all these thorns protecting that wild flower peeling in this isolated bush where I’ve...

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Tearing a poem in two, ripping a part an entire idea
insanity or ingenious, unthinkable or approved, forbidden
who knows
One important question: is traitor now the title I bear
a traitor to myself, betrayer to everything I stand...

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 Dialog of 2 poets:
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1. Lonely Soul
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Between heaven and earth,

between summer and winter,

Lonely Soul rushed,

rustling her wings.

Up to the stars,

again downward

from eave to eave,

from window to window

and again, she is in flight.

The fires burn somewhere;

somewhere...

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At times of solitude, I reflect back on my past transgressions.
Pondering the errors, in retrospect, to maintain an ongoing progression.
Daily, I remind myself of who all I have failed.
Ignorantly, I did things my way, to...

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To know you're destined to write poetry, I think a poet needs to find a meaning to his or her own life in everything they see, read or hear. Be it simply opinion, or great...

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I know that there is no life without love; 
Only a brutal half-life, shadowed, a ghost of an existence 
And I know that there is no love without life 
And I know, too, that without...

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My StorAs I sit here lonely,
I realize how much he meant to me,
I took advantage of the love he gave me,
Until he abandoned me.
Now I realize what I had,
And what I left slip through my...

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Once soul mates, 
                the world was their oyster;
           ...

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I guess I always knew
That it was too good to be true
That I never really had you in my hand
Just a filler, a time killer
Just a soft place you could land
Not the girl that you’d...

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Finally, she could get down on her knees again, not in prayer but to touch rosemary and lavender which had begun to send its fragrance into the spring and rising warmth in nature’s heart. There...

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Ramblin' Bob Dylan Blues
(For Bob Dylan)



Why does the sun dry up so many scattered tears

slipping down the coarse cheek of a million hushed fears

where no one is scalded though the searing fog clears

while prayers are...

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Nobody knows what tomorrow will bring
Could be sunshine, could be rain
Could be pleasure, could be pain
But you got to have faith over fear
Even in your darkest hours and
Drowning in your own tears, keep the
Faith, faith...

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Ode to Sappho

Do you ever wonder that which you seek for might not exist?
That only in your sweetest dreams you will find at most small glimpses of it.
Your wildest thoughts are only vapory figures that...

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People don't always come along the path of the heart for eternity,
To stamp their seal upon your soul, to inscribe their name on the floor of your pain.
We can't always tell them apart as flourishing...

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I’m sick and tired of the violence that conspired through the time when I was 
young. Just a little girl, may have been not too bright, nevertheless still not dumb. 
Looking back on the times,...

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I have sat and contemplated, entire galaxies of thoughts have enveloped my being,
And maybe it is time for me to withdraw, to whisper in the evening's hush: "Let me slip through your fingers."
Too much have...

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Watching them fuss 
Amuses me
As she colors 
As he reads
Listening to his words
Aloud he says "pathologist"
And my mind can't wrap
Itself around this nine year old
Boy saying these words 
And this little girl beside him
Coloring her own picture 
Of life...

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I don’t want my feet to touch the ground as I soar effortlessly above the anxious crowds. I am the world’s greatest trapeze artist performing unimaginable acrobatic feats of daring and intrigue. Gasps of death...

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That girl standing there
The wind pulling at her hair
A smile plastered to her face
One that looks so out of place

Who is she
What is this vague familiarity
Behind those cold eyes
Is there another that hides?

She's staring straight...

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It’s the breath I need but can’t reach
Arms extended as far as they can reach
But the superhero is late this time and can’t save me
Plan ahead they say so you can make time to smell...

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Regret beats down like rain
Longing is like a still aquifer
No matter how I cup my hands
Regrets slip through my fingers
Filters underground to longing

All my failures transpire
Comes down in a torrent
The soil drinks all my regrets
Pools...

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How disheartening and catastrophic a failure can be
seeing all falling apart before teary and frightful eyes
that shun all hope, it would be extremely hard
to rebuild what was lost to ashes, not having survived
brutal storms or...

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Wild river you are my peace, my solitude.
An escape from life, yet you are life
always present, always flowing,
I come to you every day, a familiar spot that feels like home.
I belong here, I’m welcome, I...

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