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Best Poems Written by Lori Dzierzek

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About Fat

My breasts are growing smaller 
And, my nipples more erect in this lean state.

The fat in which they floated 
Dissolved into a pool around my feet.

I stepped away from it and dried off the residue.

I am on a journey.
I am going outside of myself,
To discover the glory of a world
I have always viewed through the eyes of others.

I no longer need my protective fat.
It kept others away, at arms length.
In fairer more distant places.

Where stares, and sharp intakes of breath could reach me.
But not, the murmurs of their disbelief.
I float like the red balloon, I read about as a child.

The strength I built up 
From my long Internship as ‘the fat bearer’'

The strength to bear the stares and sighs
Will serve me well in this wonderful new endeavor
 
I can now embrace the stares
And council them.

I flip and snap, like a flag in the sharp March breeze,
flying above the trees.
I watched that flag.

Now I stand outside that self,
And start anew.
I reach out to a proverbial passerby.

I say
“Here, take this towel,
I believe you are standing in a puddle.”

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Medieval Seduction

I have not always history enjoyed 

	It started small
a little corner of my minds eye
But my vision widened
	Into history,
		and her story.
     I became intrigued.
What fine clothes they wore,
	what handsome steeds,
		Purer flower and fauna.
Architecture so inspired
	Multi spired
Vastly simple
	Opulent, yet necessary
Where was I in that design?
	Which ancestor sent me here?
	 	from what linage?	

The cares of today
	evolved from the past 
		 then rush into the future.
I can embrace
	from whence I came 
	chose paths that will take me 
		where I wish to go. 
	So if 
          		while reading stories 
			and accounts
	of things that were before 
I settle back against a rock or pillar
		dreaming of what was
	I am merely seduced
		by gentle tendrils 
	teasing my imagination 
		for a second glance
 	into the cloak of the past.

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Sleeplesszzzz

I cannot sleep
And so, I go and fix some hot herb tea
He wants to help but some things I must do alone
 It is the wine, he says
You drank too much
The wrong kind
Without the ice
 I am fine I say 
Go back to sleep
 By now, I think I know what the problem is
I have a head too full to lie upon a pillow
 It is not full of wine
 Not full enough at least
Just sleep, you need your rest
I need some peace
He cannot understand
I can help you go to sleep
 He wants to touch me 
I do not want to be touched
His dog is barking
The stack of bills on the desk call to me 
 I walk past to fix my herbal cure
The computer beckons me
I have to push the bills aside to find the keyboard
How long I have missed you
I caress the keys
 My fingers find the words to open up my soul
No one empties me as you do I tell it
 It struggles to fulfill my demands
 I war with it
We do a verbal tango
I sip my tea
 I am calmer
My headache subsides
I am feeling sleepy
Thank you I whisper
I drain my cup and turn off the box 
That moments before bled its glow over my fingers 
And lit up my face
Thank you I say as I retreat to the snores that fill the night
Thank you God I whisper as I crawl into a bed full of warmth 
A large snoring lump of resting passion 
And what is this
Small hands reach out to touch my cheek
They pull my face in for a sleepy kiss
Good night angel
Mommy is here
I sleep
Finally

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Help

Help
I am chocking, drowning
You are there, there for me
Thanks
I see you

I have a plan
Plan for escape
I save and hide the plans
I hide them from myself so skillfully
I cannot find them
 


I will never get out
It is useless
I know all the routes
I know all the right answers

They choke in my throat
I am a trout
I swim
Way up stream 
I do not know where I am 
I am lost

I can help others
It is the right thing to do
Reach out and get tangled up 
In the knots 
Of other people

I stifle screams
I stifle breath
I am stifled
I am hot and on fire
I am burning

I have passion
Or is it irritation
I do not trust myself anymore
You are there
You do not trust me either

Only my children trust me
What good I have done shines through them
It lights my path 
It guides me
To the pathway out


Out to the edge of freedom
Tree guarded all around the edge
It beckons to me
The light I seek glistens off the leaves 
It is reflected on the creeks and in the ponds

So idyllic but deeply peaceful




Is it real
Can true peace exist?
For just one moment
Long enough to take a deep breath
Draw it in and take it back with me

Back to the tunnel of my life
The twists and turns that are my lost life
The map and plans I have drawn draw me back
To finish the unfinishable tasks of my life
I want to run back out 


I promise myself to run back out
To run upon the crippled legs that cannot carry me away
To seek the inner peace that eludes me
To push open, with tired arms
The choking curtains of responsibility 

I feel renewed with new fresh breath
Now it is not so choking
I see you in the distance
You send a wave to me
I catch it and put it in my pocket

With my map
With my plan
With hope

   the future will glide on the wave you sent to me.

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They Will Ask Questions

They’ll ask you questions 
Hoping for a certain answer.
They will seduce you 
By feigning interest.

They say things like,
“I hate to ask this, but”,
They do not mean it.
They want to watch you squirm. 

They are addicted to the real
 Life experiences of others
Since they cannot bear to share
Their own lives with us.


They will reach into your head,
Hoping to find your soul.
They will make assumptions 
Based on what they think you said.

They will show intrigue
And sit on the edge of their seats,
Waiting for a line 
To hang you with later.

Only then, after they find out what
Inspired you in the first place.
A similarity between your past and the present,
They will throw up

Their hands, 
In shock and dismay
And rush to conclusions
To “quote” you.

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Polite Conversation

I cannot be bothered; it is rude to say, 
It is the only truth I have. 
To do all I have to, 
Trying to accomplish something lasting 
Is a grueling task.
I have to escape.
These people have no idea 
Who I really am.
My fault I guess
I have not told them.
They have not asked.
They think I am someone wonderful.
Funny.
Without gall.
However, I am not that sunny, 
Sweet person
I have walked in darkness.
I have tasted death.
Right in my own mouth.
I almost swallowed it, 
Then spit came from my gut, 
And pushed it out. 
So do not bother me with trivialities
About your friends, friend’s sister
Or, whatever rot
Is falling from your mouth
I have tasted death, I tell you
Now I am hungry for the taste of life.