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Old ManI want to fold the world like origamiOld Man
put it in a box taped shut with a bow
and give it to you.
I take that back.
I want to knit the world into a scarf for you,
sew the world up in a quilt for us to share on wintry mornings. I want to bottle snowflakes and catch sunrays to give to you.
I want to present myself with mountainous backdrops,
sunflowers eyes, dandelion hair and tree bark fingers for you.
I want you to see the universe in me.
Stars on my lips and planets in my pockets, The milky way on my shoes and clouds in my eyes.
I want you to
by ~Carrieann131
TransitI sleep with the stuffed dog you gave meTransit
In striped long-sleeve shirts drowning in a sea Of black and white flowers and feather pillows.
Try to convince myself that I hate you for
Distant affection, nonchalant appearance leading to
Surprise bus-stop-kisses. You wreck me like a pre-teen driving 95 between
pine trees in daddy’s borrowed sedan. I dream of road trips with you on brightly colored
Mopeds with matching coats and hats Stare at my chucks on the subway trying to understand
Why my almost-tomboy cuteness doesn’t floor you.
And your emails never stop
by ~Carrieann131
ReligionI could give you cathedrals. Ritualistic emotion full of guilt,Religion
build you small towns with lazy government and white pickett fences. Cokie cutter existance hiding behind rush hour and iced coffee.
I could give you eternity. Melting snow caps and dying penguins,
exaust breath and smokey blue jeans hold you in tar pit arms with black top eyes.
I could promise you salvation.
tangle our fingers and mash our lips search for your tounge and teath
with my own.
Keep you tied up with my shoestring limbs and salty sweat.
You could give me peac
by ~Carrieann131
GreenAll I can see are rooftops and chimneys this dirty pane of glass 13 stories high.Green
green roofs peppered among the
tar and brick.
Trees sprouting from concrete and brownstone,
nature attempting to squeeze herself back in through our guilt.
Pretty little potted plants
spotting the tops of 8 story buildings,
cutely placed alongside lawn chairs.
without a single lawn in sight.
by ~Carrieann131
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God's ChildI am as the moon at noontide, Obscured by revealing Sunlight. As the skies sink under the ocean, I'm seen by the dark of the night.God's Child
My corpus abides across time, I'm born from the womb of the aether. No cause for a seeker to find, Beyond what is known to believers.
My knowing encompasses nothing
and is greater than that which is known. A vortex in being and seeming, Displacing re-shaping the Whole.
I saw her eat fruit in the garden, and the ape first descend from his tree. I've caught the faeries a tink'ring, We call it electrical e
by ~Aesgareth
love your lips, not your mouthbutterfly tissues, curvature lips; a tantrum - you ragdoll, you shame.love your lips, not your mouth
by ~livingcomforteagle
Goldieby *ArthurGraye
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- Current Residence: New York
- Interests: Art and Literature
- Favourite movie: Sin City
- Favourite band or musician: The Avett Brothers
- Favourite artist: Micheal Parkes
- Favourite poet or writer: Pablo Neurda
- Favourite photographer: Jan Saudek
- Favourite cartoon character: Rainbow Bright
- Tools of the Trade: heartache and hope
- Email: carrieann131@yahoo.com
- AIM: cariann131
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