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AGE:
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LOC: Fort Drum, NY
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: October 30
LOC: Fort Drum, NY
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: October 30
I am a 25-year-old woman who is madly in love with life and her husband. We are two of the lucky few who have truly found their mate, and we’re lucky enough to realize it.
I don’t consider myself a poet, really. I’ve been writing off and on for years, not because I feel I’m any good, but because sometimes I just have to. My husband is an amazing poet, and I wish I could write half as well as he does. He inspires me, and all of the poetry I’ve posted on here so far is about him. I try to stay away from sappy, cheesy love poems…ours is not a sappy, cheesy love, but sometimes dangerous and painful and scary (in the way that life changes are – nothing crazy or weird or anything, just real), and always beautiful.
In my real life, I a…
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Warning: The following is possibly induced by a malaria-stricken mind. Proceed at your own risk. Deployment. It's a whole other ballgame, man. I mean...sometimes I look around and realize where I am. Afhganistan. AFGHANISTAN. How did I get here? What am I doing? Living on a military base in a "combat zone" is like living in a bubble. You kind of become desensitized to real life...you're living in time suspended, and every now and then you realize it's not just suspended, it's LOST. It's like ...
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the horizon is pulling clouds from the sky and the clouds are pulling tears from my eyes until heavy with moisture they fall the setting Sun rims them with red as the wind blows through me a drop slides down my cheek; my mouth tastes like gunmetal i shoulder my weapon like a good soldier marching through this storm left right left right left right wrong? but tut tut says pooh, looks like rain. tut tut.
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less than 24 hours to go all the world just stopped and what if i've run out of tears for tomorrow? it's just one more you couldn't wait day (stop) but it's all i've got and you say you don't want to waste anymore time... swollen and naked (eyes) i bare my chest for you but all i can do is be selfish with this love and now i sit here waiting on a bench on a curb on your bed and i don't know where you are or where you went tonight but i know where i am going tomorrow and you are not there, ei...
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Leaving the bathroom, I pass a detail of Afghan workers. They are guarded by two Soldiers, as all details must be. The Soldiers hold their weapons at the ready and corral the Afghans into a group to move them, and keep watch while they are working. At the particular moment I walk out of the shower hut, one Soldier is near the stairs, yelling at an Afhgan man to “Hurry up! Come on, let’s go!” He doesn’t say it nicely, in a sports-dad kind of “c’mon let’s go!” way, but more like a prison guard....
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i have no choice i am not scared you steal my will - I steel my nerves - and stand here bared for you to consume inhale me i am no longer equal parts of this whole but splintered, shattered, by this love take my pieces - they're all I have grind them in your magic cauldron ...and resurrect me consequitur quodcunque petit; consummatum est consummatum sum* (*He attains whatever he attempts; it is done I am done)
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I really like this piece...not sure if I follow the story line exactly, but the overall idea comes across very well. Honestly, though, it is the mood that comes across so well in this one - very sad, desolate, desparate, even...yet despairing of hope. I'd love to understand the significance of the eleven windows...is it the number of windows on a real building, or does it hold some special significance? My only complaint is with the scripture verses - I think it's a neat idea and adds to the ...
I like this piece - I like the style of it, the way it flows. The only line I don't like is "But we are not to offend." I guess I don't really understand what you mean by that. The overall poem is great, though. I'm interested to know what the title means...what are "we," or what are they saying we are? I like how you used the different weather patterns to express emotion. You go from lashing rains to punishing heat to freezing snow, and, at the end, it's a peaceful, starry sky, signifying re...
Wow.... I really like this piece. I think you really captured the voice of a child - not that I think most children would think like this, but, if one was going to, I imagine he would rationalize things the way you've presented them here. The style is great. My fave line: when I'm alone, I'm in bad company. And I love how you incorportated part of the children's song (nobody likes me...) into this piece; it adds to the believability of the piece, because it's something a child would relate to...
Wow...I really, really enjoyed this! It has been a long time since something I've read on here has moved me like this. I can FEEL the stillness, hear the soft scrape of the brush on the canvas, see the dying sunlight fading...wow. I love the way you wrote this, love the way it reads like a narration, so effortless and smooth...I love the way you've structured it, too, love the indentations...some of the best things are the most simply said, and in this case, that simplicity is the stillness t...
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