Category: love
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adjustments
through a gap in trees light finds my face warms my skin I luxuriate in the moment then adjust my chair and return to the shade out of sun away from cancer they cut from my skin ____ how many weddings happy days in the sun did we attend in our youth then watched from…
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Love cuisine
You say you’re not hungry, but she cooks fish sticks anyway, because fish sticks are an act of love and the world needs more love (Whatever the hell that means). She calls you inside. You put four on a paper plate, add horse radish sauce for dipping and go back outside to eat. Confident no…
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Crock pot love poem
fresh soup for breakfast tomatoes, carrots and cannellini beans simmered all night basil, parsley and Parmesan cheese seasoned just right wipe the juice from my chin leftover soup for snack sitting at my computer talking smack 8-26-2024
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Only
If I do not write about hurt, it does not mean I do not hurt. It only means I’m running short on time and need to focus on the positive. If I do not write about social change, it does not mean I am blind. It only means I’m working on myself, refining the cinder…
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Definitions
Food is never Just about eating Neither is sex Just about pleasure… The push and pull, The friction and release. Walk away From anyone Who tries To tell you different. 4-29-22
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Dear Siri
Because there was no how-to manual and GPS does not chart every trail in the wilderness of relationships, Because my mother was a perfectionist, I don’t know when good Is good enough, And because I’m a soul having a bodily experience for my first and only time, I wake up in the middle of the…
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Diego’s wife
a poem written to the prompt: Ashes. She hoped her exit would be joyful She hoped she’d never return She patiently waits at home on a shelf Because they will not let her leave He swallowed a mouthful of ashes Gathered the rest in red silk sash Placed them in an pre-Columbian urn And made…
My husband's poetry 