Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: I love you

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Staring at the plastic stars,My ceiling burns with heat from Mars,With songs along to sweet guitars,This sacred place that we call ours.My fingers trace your body lines,As your eyes wander over mine,Our bodies one while we're entwined,And making such a bold design,Relaxed without the stress of time,We're fine.In the darkness ... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: A moment

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Montreal is for Alzheimer's: A scale, a scab, a cell- something to flake To scrape off and leave behind, forsake and try to forget A need, a plane, a newness-substance and strangeness An absent mind, a heavy loss, materials and conflict; interruption Tracing back the paths that we never tread Seeking the long gone and ... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: True love

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You are the soles of my two feetthat now decide to step in time.You are the thoughts inside my mindthat strive for synchronized design.You are muscles in my throatto help me swallow pride and fears.You are the H2O and saline,to drown my eyes in tears.You are my voice that sleeps behind my teethor sings the songs within.You ar... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Nothing

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tiny places- abandoned corners where dust congregates pinky nails, and ear canals spaces between crowded teeth or the recommended quarter inch of open air at the tip of shoes and the grooves between the knuckles of clenched fists keepsakes slipped into pockets, close to warm legs seconds between blinks and steady,... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My painful past

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He isn't home, just us alone.We are upstairs, playing.Angry words can't reach us there.A tiny, gingham rocking chairBecomes a home,To a tiny doll with golden hair.She is me.I am plastic skin; hollow within.We pretend. We are laughing. We are so small,My sister and I-Broken, so we're never whole-Stunted, so we're never tall.Do... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dishonesty

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Missing.Needing.Kissing.Feeding...Hungry hearts,from months apart.Empty bottles-Broken hope.Your mouth; My mouth,shaping smoke.Tears roll over,voices choke.The chips are down,we go for broke.In too deep without a line,I breath "I miss you" in my wine,as "Can I keep yous?" cloud my mind,and I find lies to buy us time.Chasing p... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: New love

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Stares.Smiles.Fingers brushing naked skin.Disturbance in my heart begins.Kiss.Touch.Greeting souls within our bones.Breaking limits-Finding homes.Loosing time as your hang roams.Hold.Feel.Palm to palm-our hearts switch chests.Mouths exchange and we're impressed.Embrace.Fall.Spilling nervous through my wine.You're learning me;... More..

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