Tag: poem
member name: Gretchen Lee Bourquin
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February 29, 2008 09:16 PM EST --
Today
I stood up tall
looked you straight in the eye
and promised to give you my best
I lied
I'm flawed
can't show my face
I hide within shadows
gather my courage and borrow . . .
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November 09, 2008 09:24 AM EST --
You laid there
weak and wet
freshly hatched
struggling out
of the shell
I watched you peck
chip away the walls
in tiny flecks
It took you
several tries
to spread your wings
hold . . .
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December 28, 2008 06:22 PM EST --
cotton candy clouds
crawl across
grayscale skies
a whispered warning
before night falls
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March 02, 2008 10:54 AM EST --
Potential was born
the day the stick
turned blue
and she stopped
drinking coffee
sipping wine
learned to like
milk
ate her vegetables
tried to . . .
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February 19, 2008 11:23 PM EST --
Even the furnace has stopped
clanking
the clocks only whisper
the cars outside
few and far between
These days
only a blink
separates night
from morning
all
from nothing
And . . .
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July 11, 2008 10:15 AM EDT --
My content on Gather, for the most part falls into one of the following categories:
Poetry
Short Stories
Novel Excerpts
Reviews
Bloggy/Op-ed Stuff
Questions I really want answers . . .
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January 01, 2007 08:39 PM EST --
Rush
Let the wind drown out
the world
while I fly
blind at
deafening speeds and
disregard
my life
I'm suspended
my own blood
presses hard
against the inside
of my skin
my bones sing out . . .
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April 26, 2007 10:03 AM EDT --
she spent most of her life
wanting to die
but she really wanted
to live
another way
another time
another life
a "do-over"
like someone in the witness protection program
she wanted . . .
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February 25, 2008 03:53 PM EST --
Broken free
I fall into
an unknown place
anxious and afraid
confused
perhaps torn
Around the corner
is a new discovery
or something that's been
there
all along
I find . . .
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February 29, 2008 07:17 AM EST --
Destiny on hold
I trudge through day to day
time will soon be ripe
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April 11, 2007 01:30 PM EDT --
Nothing will get me
I will not fall for
all the right moves
false promises
orchestrated smooth talk
silky silver tongue designed
to get me
on your . . .
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April 15, 2007 04:49 PM EDT --
It's always somewhere else
A blip on the Doppler radar
somewhere outside of
my town
the Skycam shakes
as rain and hail hit the lens
and recorded . . .
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April 16, 2007 08:03 PM EDT --
I stood atop the mountain
and screamed
My echo mixed
with the eagle's voice
no one heard
Wind raced through my hair
Tears crusted on my face
and pieces of me
flaked off
like reptile scales . . .
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April 24, 2007 07:56 PM EDT --
His life lies behind
a theatrical mask
half black,
half white,
like lilies laid on ash as
h o p e
b r e a k s
d o w n
Bells jingle out hymns
of praise and mourning
on bright colors
geometrical shapes . . .
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May 06, 2007 08:03 AM EDT --
I can't talk right now.
My mind is full
with indistinct hope
and fear
and disappointment.
The weight of the world spread out
like a blanket on the beach
sun baked, dark colors burn me
from the light . . .
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May 30, 2007 06:59 AM EDT --
Keeping up is always a chore
So throw a load of laundry in
It never ends; it's such a bore
Keeping up is always a chore
It only gets worse when you start to ignore
It's hard to tell where to . . .
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June 01, 2007 07:38 AM EDT --
He sees his hand has lost its ring
as he sits in an empty room
He longs to make an offering
but his hand has lost its ring
His loneliness begins to sting
and he finds himself consumed
He . . .
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February 20, 2008 11:04 PM EST --
Over the last couple weeks I have started to easae may way back into writing and a more literary life. I lifted a long Gather Hiatus by posting a political article. I've been commenting more, and I . . .
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February 21, 2008 12:49 PM EST --
I throw confetti
against the wall
to see what sticks
Watch the colored scraps
fall and float
scatter
at my feet
as I fight foot traffic
On my hands and knees
I pick
at each precise . . .
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July 03, 2008 11:51 PM EDT --
on the fourth of july,
somewhere in my quasi-modo nation
a bell ringer plays
"let there be peace on earth"
over and over
just off key
I picture Hugo's hunchback man
with . . .
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