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"What would happen if one woman told the truth about her life? The world would split open " M.R.
she's precocious / and she knows just what it takes / to make the pros blush
The Mr. & Mrs.
what i thought love was is so much less than what it is
Our Pack: Dakota Wolf, Lola Moon, Ian Oliver and our baby, Ever Elizabeth
Someone may have stolen your dream when it was young and fresh and you were innocent. Anger is natural. Grief is appropriate. Healing is mandatory. Restoration is possible. -Jane Rubietta
you can stand under my umbrella
the light is on for you
My dear child, who can tell? One can only tell that, by remembering something which happened where we lived before; and as we remember nothing, we know nothing about it; and no book, and no man, can ever tell us certainly.
Some couples don’t ask much of one another after they’ve worked out the fundamentals of jobs and children. Some live separate intellectual and cultural lives, and survive, but the most intense, most fulfilling marriages need, I think, to struggle toward some kind of ideological convergence. Norman Rush
Pray For Kate McRae
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I Believe In Nationwide Health Care
E Pluribus Unum ( Out of Many, One )
"I pay no attention whatever to anybody's praise or blame. I simply follow my own feelings." - Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
if i hacked off the last three stanzas it would be all right. i don't feel like it! ha!
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from the heart, it's all beautiful! :)
It's a beautiful poem...full of heart and truth and love. I wouldn't hack any of it if I were you.
it's hard to put all that love into to words...because it is beyond their capability. It's like when you take a picture of something, it's just never as beautiful as the subject. There's alway this little disappointment.. "Oh you had to see it, it was just magnificent!!!" I enjoyed this, though. It made me feel every bit of 16 and a half...and I've been reminiscing about that time a lot lately. Crazy forties!
Blue balled car! (snort)
Peace ~ Rene
Awww. Maggot Pie! I love it.
Oh, I don't know. I like the John Cusack reference!
no, the breast-in-mouth syndrome isn't quite masculine, but I know a man who lights my world aflame with this simple act... I've never felt that way about it in my life, with anyone else <3
I like your "worst" poem :)
I think the entire poem is awesome. In my opinion, there are no bad poems. The world needs all the poetry it can get. Thanks for sharing this. Blessings!
I do like the way you use 'revolution' when what might be expected is 'revelation' :)
(thanks for your comment, btw)
I enjoyed this. Let it sit for a while and then you can decide how best to edit it.
Beautiful poem, but I can understand posting/sharing a poem and not liking it. That happens with me sometimes and I want to disappear or wish back the poem or somehow undo it, like eating too many Baked Cheeto puffs and feeling regret.
But this poem is much gorgeousness. Much.
Hi Maggie,
You use great imagery, and cliches are not cliches when they say everything you mean. This poem is genuine and sincere, and it reminds the reader how transforming a real love can be, and how when it is right, we know it.
I love this truth:
"love is full of these cliches. yet singularly beautiful despite."
I wish this were MY worst poem.
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