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FREE LOVE 2 POETRY: January 2013
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Thursday, January 31, 2013. Michael J. Cluff. FOR ALLIE, WHO MAY SOMEDAY EXIST. Those days of gloom. And warmth ever neared. The lack of something dearly missed. The brighter edges of life seldom kissed. With me, no way. That is not until today.". Weeds no long desist. The harrowing pain of isolation. She gives now constant exaltation. A POEM FOR MICHELE. I love her skin on my hand. Gently massaging her back. My hands so happy on her skin. Mussel bone and tendon. Golden Light and Splendor. I love her skin.
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Monday, January 27, 2014. One harmless wish leads me to a quiet community college. When a teacher offers me a scholarship. At an appointment. I come upon a counselor whose graceful form and thick. Round glasses drift in a fog, possessing my sense of desire. A mystique surrounds her like a warm summer wind,. Or the fleeing of children sustained in the dark below twilight. During my session it's shown that my prior degree disqualifies me. For the scholarship. This saddens me since now I have no reason.
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FREE LOVE 2 POETRY: February 2013
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Tuesday, February 5, 2013. SEX NIMIS MULTI PRO SONNET. I am a smiling cat when I lie next to you. I feel your hair warm against my face. Your whole body still as the quiet earth. From sky-dreaming head to rooted toes. I sniff your cheek and think of exposed. Skin while you sleep so I instinctively kiss. Your sweet smell on the warmed blanket. Let you inhale more breaths as I caress. Sense your pulse on my wrist, your heartbeat. On my chest, or is that mine communicating. Monday, February 4, 2013. No matt...
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Saturday, February 1, 2014. A little slow on the uptake maybe. Under chalkmark stars winking back. From the blackboard sky tonites class. Summer school on the grass. She said hold these. The subjects of his awkward inquiries. And so with a little help. She said let me give. You a hand with that. All there was to know about. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). IT'S TIME AGAIN FOR FREE LOVE. POETRY! Don Kingfisher CampbellTHE ORDER THAT THEY CAME . Lori Wall-Holloway TRIBUTE Two initials united . View ...
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FREE LOVE 2 POETRY: January 2014
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Thursday, January 30, 2014. 8220;I wanna know what love is. I want you to show me…”. Mick Jones of Foreigner. Such a pretty word. 8211; if it is only…. Gentle kisses between two lips,. One hand holding another,. A man and woman who sit on the beach,. To gaze at a full moon hanging in the obsidian sky. And hear lapping waves on the shore,. Sparkling looks over a glass of wine,. Invisible flames that fly upon meeting,. Then many might not know it. Nevertheless,. The soft look between newborn and mother.
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Wednesday, February 5, 2014. Caller I.D. was no doubt invented by a woman. She was barefoot at the time,. Moving quietly through the house at midnight,. Dusting a few things, looking at old photographs,. Getting ready to curl up with a couple of dogs, a book,. And a piano sonata on the stereo when. She froze in place. Daring it to ring again. While in that moment. Into a towering goddess. And said no fucking way is he coming over here. And calmly turned the page in the book while. The phone rang on.
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FREE LOVE 2 POETRY: February 2014
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Wednesday, February 5, 2014. THE ORDER THAT THEY CAME. You make me feel. You make me feel. You make me feel. Wanting to be felled. By your electric saw. You make me feel. You make me wish. I had twelve hands. You make me feel. Like an octopus/The Beatles. I wish I had. Eight arms to hold you. You make me feel. I need my fix. You make me feel. I want to ooh ooh. You were a tree. I like to squeeze. You make me wish. I was The Colonel. I like to nibble. On your peach halves. You make me wish. As good as you.
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Thursday, January 30, 2014. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). IT'S TIME AGAIN FOR FREE LOVE. POETRY! Submit your love poetry to be published on this site and in the FREE LOVE 2 chapbook by sending in the body of an email message up to three love poems of any length to kingfisher1031@charter.net. Julie Larson now:the movie see through greta gar. Michelle Angelini BEYOND APHRODITE “I wanna kno. Charles Harmon PRECIOUS METALS On her finger, a . Michael J. Cluff MY AND ADAMS RESOLVE To wake wi. Please ...
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Wednesday, February 5, 2014. Thelma T. Reyna. I collect them every chance I get, under shrubs dried. From winds that sap life out of things, or in gurgling. Streams. Stone hearts buried beneath others like. Them, stones misshapen by elements. I stoop in creeks like miners seeking gold, eyes. Scanning gray, white, brown, beige, black stones. Arrayed like faces in a crowd—looking for the. Right, rounded head cleft in two, with. Opposing point that makes a heart a heart. Smooth. Dung beetles in thorns.
