Woman
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Woman
The place where
Illusion becomes a seamless window
Where all the people
Poetry and precision
Just have to forget for a minute
The important things you thought
Yesterday- now like the wind
Running up and down your spine
A warmth even - like loving
The birds circle the house
Thanking for the birdseed
Hummingbirds feeders all ready
Birth like a memory
The seeds and bulbs came up
Stretching closer to the sky day by day
The white hairs appeared she let the sky
Swallow her
Tame her
Nothing else will do
Illusion becomes a seamless window
Where all the people
Poetry and precision
Just have to forget for a minute
The important things you thought
Yesterday- now like the wind
Running up and down your spine
A warmth even - like loving
The birds circle the house
Thanking for the birdseed
Hummingbirds feeders all ready
Birth like a memory
The seeds and bulbs came up
Stretching closer to the sky day by day
The white hairs appeared she let the sky
Swallow her
Tame her
Nothing else will do
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
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Re: Woman
It may be thart I am a hypochondriac but I am pretty sure I have aspergers
beautiful words Jana
even if I misunderstand the emotions
I love your poetry, keep on trucking sister:
since then I have learned that a woman is a woman, is a rose, is a sister, mother, niece, daughter, aunt, grandmother, and a friend,
pardon the ramble, I been into those bitter herbs tonight
beautiful words Jana
even if I misunderstand the emotions
I love your poetry, keep on trucking sister:
There was a time when I thought the only real woman was a JewessWoman
since then I have learned that a woman is a woman, is a rose, is a sister, mother, niece, daughter, aunt, grandmother, and a friend,
pardon the ramble, I been into those bitter herbs tonight
Free Rice
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'Blessed is he who was not born, Or he, who having been born, has died. But as for us who live, woe unto us, Because we see the afflictions of Zion, And what has befallen Jerusalem." Pseudepigrapha
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'Blessed is he who was not born, Or he, who having been born, has died. But as for us who live, woe unto us, Because we see the afflictions of Zion, And what has befallen Jerusalem." Pseudepigrapha
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Re: Woman
When she was just a girl
Her notions of foolishness
Made her blush and giggle
The wildflowers welcomes
The dolls and tea parties
The man that was her father
Watched from above
She would think of him
The rat pack
Music of dean martin and Frank Sinatra
My father wished he could sing
I sang for him
Here and there
But the wild music was inside me
And I could think of nothing but romance and art
And naked bodies with incense and sage
Burning like a passion and a fire that never went out
The woman that has children
Has two fires burning
One sorts things out for the other
Sweat beads up in the arbor
Sundancing to the tree
All politics aside it’s a beautiful prayer
The whole dance
She left
The community
Became one of many in a herd of old women
Snow birds with husbands in tow
That do what they want
Wow
Impressive
I have to negotiate with my dog
Way more reasonable than the people I chose
Exciting as they might have been-
I was responsible for my sins
If I hear that story one more time
About Adam and Eve
And the Apple
They want to eat it
No woman can “ make a man do something he does not want to do”
Can I get an amen
Her notions of foolishness
Made her blush and giggle
The wildflowers welcomes
The dolls and tea parties
The man that was her father
Watched from above
She would think of him
The rat pack
Music of dean martin and Frank Sinatra
My father wished he could sing
I sang for him
Here and there
But the wild music was inside me
And I could think of nothing but romance and art
And naked bodies with incense and sage
Burning like a passion and a fire that never went out
The woman that has children
Has two fires burning
One sorts things out for the other
Sweat beads up in the arbor
Sundancing to the tree
All politics aside it’s a beautiful prayer
The whole dance
She left
The community
Became one of many in a herd of old women
Snow birds with husbands in tow
That do what they want
Wow
Impressive
I have to negotiate with my dog
Way more reasonable than the people I chose
Exciting as they might have been-
I was responsible for my sins
If I hear that story one more time
About Adam and Eve
And the Apple
They want to eat it
No woman can “ make a man do something he does not want to do”
Can I get an amen
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
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Thank you- feel free
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
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I I’ve -.. been walking lately
To and from the cosmetics store
There is equalizing serum
300$ an once - like at duty free
500$ an once cold cream
All the women like me
Know where it is when the skin is so dry
The 12 year olds in bras and underwear
With the puckered lips
My mind is assuming it is like
What comes between me and my calvin s
Brooke shields pretty baby
- sex trafficking
Borderline memory
Streets of New York
I break out in cigarettes at 3 in the morning
Fuck me running
I wanted to be like these little bird like women
No chance
This strength is a gift
Who do the old ladies ask when they need something
Up high?
My feet are size 11
Shoes are like foreplay
Otherwise we are doomed to foot massages
Falling asleep
My wrinkles will match your beard
It all seems a little wierd
Like a novel every woman spins and weaves
Blankets of warm stories adventures
The rose bush I planted is growing
I don’t know what color they are
I forgot
This is the older woman
She likes to be nude in the house
Dark curtains - but who cares in the yard
Eating soup
The old woman wants to stop nurting the pies cookies cakes and candy
Almost got sucked away again
The soul is never sure where it is going
The yapping dogs next door
Are better than a doorbell to a deaf woman
To and from the cosmetics store
There is equalizing serum
300$ an once - like at duty free
500$ an once cold cream
All the women like me
Know where it is when the skin is so dry
The 12 year olds in bras and underwear
With the puckered lips
My mind is assuming it is like
What comes between me and my calvin s
Brooke shields pretty baby
- sex trafficking
Borderline memory
Streets of New York
I break out in cigarettes at 3 in the morning
Fuck me running
I wanted to be like these little bird like women
No chance
This strength is a gift
Who do the old ladies ask when they need something
Up high?
My feet are size 11
Shoes are like foreplay
Otherwise we are doomed to foot massages
Falling asleep
My wrinkles will match your beard
It all seems a little wierd
Like a novel every woman spins and weaves
Blankets of warm stories adventures
The rose bush I planted is growing
I don’t know what color they are
I forgot
This is the older woman
She likes to be nude in the house
Dark curtains - but who cares in the yard
Eating soup
The old woman wants to stop nurting the pies cookies cakes and candy
Almost got sucked away again
The soul is never sure where it is going
The yapping dogs next door
Are better than a doorbell to a deaf woman
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
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Garage sale candle holders
3 feet tall pained yellow
Lots of metal things
The girl collected silverware and took things
From the trash can
Brooms from foreign countries
Chairs that are abandoned
In the streets
That ice cream man will come this afternoon
She will hide and wish for more
Paint the skies
3 feet tall pained yellow
Lots of metal things
The girl collected silverware and took things
From the trash can
Brooms from foreign countries
Chairs that are abandoned
In the streets
That ice cream man will come this afternoon
She will hide and wish for more
Paint the skies
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
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We sweep out the garage
The couch and furniture
Get cleaned
Lace tablecloths
Pretty plates and silver
I can see the women that owned them before the garage sale
EstAte sale
The fun begins
People come to the driveway
Throw a toy for the dog
And tell stories
I think we are just looking for excuses to socialize
The neighbors are out in the yard
Lots of children
Laughing
Women of two generations watch them
The grandpa is close by
The couch and furniture
Get cleaned
Lace tablecloths
Pretty plates and silver
I can see the women that owned them before the garage sale
EstAte sale
The fun begins
People come to the driveway
Throw a toy for the dog
And tell stories
I think we are just looking for excuses to socialize
The neighbors are out in the yard
Lots of children
Laughing
Women of two generations watch them
The grandpa is close by
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
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Re: Woman
She comes over and automatically goes to the “ things” in my house
They are not ornaments: and she is what
They call a conduit
She has the aboriginal cell phone
To call the spirits
And I sent her home the party
Favors -
They are not ornaments: and she is what
They call a conduit
She has the aboriginal cell phone
To call the spirits
And I sent her home the party
Favors -
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
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