Tag: woman
group name: crossbreedpoems
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March 02, 2008 03:06 AM EST --
As she turned over
To sleep, she found it
Quite difficult to
Believe that somewhere
In the world someone
Was about to creep
From their beds to a
New fresh day either
With enthusiasm . . . more
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August 28, 2008 04:20 AM EDT --
She was all shook up
After the attack.
It was then as if
Something had come loose,
Rattled around in
Her head so that she
Couldn't settle down
To the old routine,
Couldn't rest, . . . more
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February 09, 2008 04:54 AM EST --
Whatever you decided
Was bound to be negated by him,
Bound to be given
The shake of the head,
The hard glare,
The spew of words
Like dark birds
In a thunderous sky,
But what the heck, . . . more
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February 26, 2008 03:40 AM EST --
She had no luck
With men it seemed,
They all left her
Tender and bruised
Taken and used;
But just for once,
She hoped some guy
Would come along,
Who would treat her
Fair and kindly, . . . more
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June 01, 2008 11:42 AM EDT --
She knew he was no good
From the start, but kidded
Herself that maybe she
Could nag him into shape,
Get him to have a bath,
Shave and comb his long hair,
Might get him to drink less
And . . . more
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August 30, 2007 03:08 AM EDT --
Each month the blood told
Of a death’s claim
And tore a hole in her heart
Like a tiger’s claw;
And her husband never saw
Or felt the pain
Of failing once again.
Each month that passed
Was . . . more
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October 07, 2007 10:37 AM EDT --
By the time the cops came
The game had run its course,
The blood stained mess
Was all too clear,
He lying head beat open,
She by the fridge
Downing a glass of milk
With the white innocence
Of a babe, . . . more
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February 04, 2008 03:10 AM EST --
She has now, from him,
His heart removed,
And placed it in a drawer,
Where she keeps the other hearts,
The ones she broke before.
She has returned his golden ring,
His daily care, his selfless . . . more
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October 06, 2007 04:00 AM EDT --
It was as if
She had no right to sing
Or laugh or just sit
And watch programmes
She liked, but no,
He had to have it his way
And if not
She was in the wrong,
And he’d thump or clip
And be on the . . . more
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January 05, 2008 05:21 AM EST --
That aspect had all gone now.
All was left was the showy parts
That others were allowed to see.
She knew he wouldn't have changed
Or have seen her different than he had;
Some things never changed . . . more
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April 04, 2008 03:30 AM EDT --
She often looks
From the window
As ships go out;
Looks to see which
Sailor leaves her
And which one stays,
Wonders if the
World is round as
Some men say, or
If the edge is
Dangerous . . . more
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May 05, 2008 03:09 AM EDT --
Whether he would return again,
Whether he would repeat
The words he spoke,
Or joke about it all
And try to pass it off
As a mere mood piece,
She didn't know,
But the leaving of him, . . . more
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June 05, 2008 03:14 AM EDT --
It was the same room,
The same pine cupboards,
The same bed, the grey
Curtains also looked
The same; here it was
She remembered, here
Where he used to creep
Up at night, here in
The . . . more
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June 06, 2008 03:49 AM EDT --
Why he abused her
In his van she did
Not know, nor did she
Understand why his
Hairy hand moved deep
Between her soft thighs
Invading the dark
Hiding place she kept
Her sex; she thought . . . more
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February 22, 2008 03:23 AM EST --
How old she looks,
There's tiredness about the eyes,
Pale her skin,
Like one who dies.
How frail her mind;
Odd her words
Spoken to the air,
Like fleeing birds.
She remembers you, . . . more
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December 04, 2007 03:08 AM EST --
And what it was
That made him such
She didn’t want to know,
Only that he would go
And take his life with him,
Over some damned hill
Far from her sight,
But he didn’t,
He remained, . . . more
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December 19, 2007 10:46 AM EST --
I would want
To touch her hair
And call her sweet
And name her fair
And kiss her lips
Of red with mine
And measure them
With first class wine.
I would love her eyes of blue,
And wish that there . . . more
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December 05, 2007 07:42 AM EST --
Bound to have been
In somebody’s world
Of look, hear
Touch and feel;
And the whole thing
Sliding down
To a fall from grace;
The pale face,
Snow like, frozen
In shock and horror; . . . more
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January 04, 2008 02:00 PM EST --
And what would they
Know of this:
The dark passages of her life;
The damage done;
The kissing bruise
Of dangerous hours;
His mood,
The swings of his blows
Through the lightening stars; . . . more
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March 07, 2008 03:15 AM EST --
He will betray your love
It will show in his eyes,
In the move of his head,
In the tone of his voice
And in what he has said,
In the gesture of hands
As they seek to evade
The embrace of . . . more
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