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Shirlene Rudder Poem
Could I be one of the stars in the picture you see?
I'll settle for being part of their light that glitters and gleams
I'd rather be part of the sky without epidermis or features
Where the attraction lies in the space among heavens creatures
In powder blue that is accentuated with pale softness cotton-esque
From the rays of warmth that run the golden ladies tresses
Matching yellow frame of taut physique there in finesses
Better the round circular perfection of the silver moon
Opposite slender face with almond eyes supporting spectacles
Or the precision curves when half hides morning and noon
Behold the smile of generosity un-contained by mere receptacles
Instead of outer form being measured and compared to others
But the magic of imagination that emotions uncover
Copyright © Shirlene Rudder | Year Posted 2005
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Shirlene Rudder Poem
Something is coming but I'm not ready
Coming down the pike through corridors
Makes me unsteady
Maybe I should meet it head on
I'm not that strong
Actually I feel weak, devoid of backbone
Pointless seeking refuge
What would I use that shields heartbreak
I need to woman up
Face my fate
But here it comes in my direction
Minus affection once felt for me
Here it comes misshapen
Down this path it's taken, down these stairs
Unaware, No it doesn't care
For it has blamed me, shamed me
Rearranged me to a life double
Steeped in troubled and hidden
misgivings
A fake that I'm living
But I can't hide anymore
I've been down this path before
This time it will find me for sure
Copyright © Shirlene Rudder | Year Posted 2005
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