Madwoman Poems - Poems about Madwoman

...I. THE WANDERING I was born with a life that bled— a seafloor womb dragging tides of fern and marigold char The priests brought saffron and fear crowning me with d......

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...PAINTBRUSH Fingertips the bristles of a pagan paintbrush painting a Tree of Life on pacified cheekbones instead of in liver from whence it sprung now it burns to feed HeartSpace with wi......

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...In the deep darkness, where the soul draws its night curtain, I write with the blind cruelty of children throwing stones, Hitting a madwoman like a crow in chaotic flight, No—not writing: opening ......

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...Born into a band of heavenly bliss he wrote about territorial piss One song so deep it dripped from ceilings liked to eat fish, coz they have no feelings? Married a madwoman her name was (Love......

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...Her eyes closed tightly, head tilted down-- she covered her ears to block out the sound. Yet the cacophony of noise came from her soul, void of all joy, like a death bell it tolled. Scared to see......

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...I love spending nights on the lake. Once the oven-like sun disappears, things get suddenly quiet, except for the occasional hoot of an owl, crickets, frogs and the soft lapping of the lake on the......

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...Erin Healy is her name Congresswoman is her game She tweets 'bout what's 'extreme' You can almost hear her scream: Kids who have a married mom and dad She deems 'dangerous and un-A......

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...I am a psychopath a derange a fruitcake she looked at me as if I am looney tunes, a nutter, madwoman, maniac, nutcase, nut. I stuck out my tongue, causing her to flee the man in the elevat......

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...Do you remember me Walking under the rain and sun To prove my love, Fetching your water, When friends and others said "I was as a madwoman?" Looking for you in every corner, Putting food i......

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...She opens the DSM-5 to page 666, Know Thyself, who among us is not a Beast somehow, she's enthralled by Imperfection, It explains the scars on her heart, if she believed in Perfection then she......

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...When the sirens echoed through the streets When they handcuffed me so that I wouldn’t hurt anybody I pleaded for help but deaf ears heard my screams “You are a monster” chanted the voices briefly.......

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...Here I am, in the mirror again, smiling in that weird way. The way that makes me suspicious of myself. Good gravy, I am crazy. Looney. Certifiable. Where are the men in the white coats? I watch m......

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...Sunset in Sandtown The hard ball bearings of the skateboard cracked streets writing words all its own in silver streaks. Crack, smack went the boy, sailing in the Sandtown evening that touched......

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...Give us this day our daily… I do not even have to move my bottom much remote control in hand I choose what they call news just the old stuff in new wrappers blown apart by endless bombing greed......

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...Can a man tolerate an incarcerate? Madly in love with a madwoman Throughout the investigation; Prior to the incarceration she's reflective Two years on the verge of being wasted like Iron Maiden s......

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