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Mollyann Fontenot-White Poem
Paint me beautiful
paint me clean
Paint me a pretty girl
with pretty girl things
Paint me pure white
innocent
Paint me beautiful
paint me clean
Copyright © Mollyann Fontenot-White | Year Posted 2011
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Mollyann Fontenot-White Poem
My world
is underwater
until I blink
then drown
Copyright © Mollyann Fontenot-White | Year Posted 2011
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Mollyann Fontenot-White Poem
Torn pages lie on hardwood
in uneven pieces
Salty water streams from sad eyes
when no one is watching
Angry fists bruise small cheekbones
thin lips now shine swollen
Young ears staind black, hatred is born
from the evil down the hallway
Copyright © Mollyann Fontenot-White | Year Posted 2010
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Mollyann Fontenot-White Poem
Outside my window I see morning.
No sun. But soon.
A frosty Gray haze seems to loom
indefinitely, blending the boundaries
of earth and sky
into a canvas of endless cold.
Pale and ashy is the face of coldness,
dull and bitter are the words
on her breath.
The Cold seems to stare back
through the window with such resentment,
that it grips the earth,
taking fistfulls of grass
until Winter is barren.
Copyright © Mollyann Fontenot-White | Year Posted 2010
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Mollyann Fontenot-White Poem
When you finally let go
of the rope you've been holding
When your strength and your grasp
have slipped, and you're falling
What happens now?
When your feelings stop hurting
but also stop caring
When the sad heart stops crying
becomes bitter, stops trying
What happens now?
Copyright © Mollyann Fontenot-White | Year Posted 2011
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Mollyann Fontenot-White Poem
I touch invisible
like love in "3-D"
thankful that tears and sarcasm
are clear
I touch invisible
like ribbons of smoke from a cigarette
stain the air
love, like secondhand smoke
I watch invisible
drifting farther and further away
in love invisible
married to a memory
Copyright © Mollyann Fontenot-White | Year Posted 2011
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Mollyann Fontenot-White Poem
My Fire
My Flame
Just smoldering ashes
And trails of shame
A careless Fire can do nothing but burn
Copyright © Mollyann Fontenot-White | Year Posted 2012
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Stop silently
Listen silently
Think silently
Think silently
Feel silently
Hurt silently
Hurt silently
Touch silently
Cry silently
Cry silently
Breath silently
Live silently
Copyright © Mollyann Fontenot-White | Year Posted 2010
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Mollyann Fontenot-White Poem
You spit fire from fire
as you speak to me.
You pressed your tongue
against your cheek,
and blew white steam.
It filled the room,
it touched my face.
I felt the wound
cauterize and hiss.
It pulled me down
away from air,
and sucked my lungs
flat like plastic.
Copyright © Mollyann Fontenot-White | Year Posted 2011
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Mollyann Fontenot-White Poem
I hear bamboo rustling
Something creaking
Three warm bodies lay sleeping - I'm not
3am how I've missed you...In my dreams
Night time is a playground for a mind at unrest
Copyright © Mollyann Fontenot-White | Year Posted 2011
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