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remembering: ode: at home with you.

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I think i'm a robot: tin-man poems). Thursday, May 24, 2012. Ode: at home with you. At home, we begin. I'm lost with you). The first time i've ever felt home. The quiet times, the evenings are fullwithyou. At home, our love begins. I'm lost with you. Quiet and easy love - handstogether. And blue eyed boys i like when you. Shave the stubble from your chin and. The morningclean steals over us. At home, we contract and expand and. Baby i'm lost with you. And i pillow my head in the space. I'm lost with you.

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remembering: love-being.

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I think i'm a robot: tin-man poems). Wednesday, February 1, 2012. I always understood that perhaps you were not a god. I never believed i was immortal,. But simply that your presence elevated me to the peaks,. To look down from the tops of the world. I remember feeling hollow, scooped-out,. Like love had stolen my collarbones and. I couldn't help but to stoop in and over myself,. Like i couldn't help but to bow my neck. To the force i didn't want and couldn't get rid of. That threatened to colonize me.

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remembering: November 2011

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I think i'm a robot: tin-man poems). Tuesday, November 1, 2011. A month of poetry - november 1, 2011: icarus. Once when i was young, i tattooed. The words of flight on my skin,. In the hope of wings. The sun hid behind its low dark clouds and i began. They grew as the leaves changed. Red and green and yellow and i found. The morning mist then in your eyes -. My wax wings were strong and sure,. And i felt the taste of your hands on. My back morning and evening. I flew then, i did. To reflect back upon me.

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remembering: a month of poetry - november 1, 2011: icarus.

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I think i'm a robot: tin-man poems). Tuesday, November 1, 2011. A month of poetry - november 1, 2011: icarus. Once when i was young, i tattooed. The words of flight on my skin,. In the hope of wings. The sun hid behind its low dark clouds and i began. They grew as the leaves changed. Red and green and yellow and i found. The morning mist then in your eyes -. My wax wings were strong and sure,. And i felt the taste of your hands on. My back morning and evening. I flew then, i did. To reflect back upon me.

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remembering: March 2011

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I think i'm a robot: tin-man poems). Saturday, March 26, 2011. You held me once, a great while ago,. In the cold light of the rain outside your window. The trees grew thick and young about your house. But their thin branches could not stand under. The weight of the snow that fell that winter. That was the winter you twisted your fingers in my hair and kissed me. You used to sing then, sing that song to me, that hallelujah. Our love wasn't all-consuming, but it was. The shape of you was simplelikesleep and.

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remembering: February 2010

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I think i'm a robot: tin-man poems). Thursday, February 4, 2010. One summer i took the bus to school with the veterans. Who went to the VA office every day,. Sometimes to the hospital. Young men. i fell in love with one, blue eyes high and tight with a scar. That curled his mouth up to the left and ran. Down beneath the buttons of his shirt. His right leg ended at the knee, propped up by. I shoved my hand down the pants of his uniform and held tight to the. Screws of his metal leg. Author's note: i've th...

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remembering: June 2012

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I think i'm a robot: tin-man poems). Tuesday, June 19, 2012. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). For you to see. A week of saturdays. View my complete profile. Simple theme. Powered by Blogger.

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remembering: longing.

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I think i'm a robot: tin-man poems). Saturday, April 28, 2012. Often, i long for the simpleness. for the forgetting. To shake loose from this and become (or rather, not). For the returning, and erasing power of the sea,. Of flight and to reflect the sun - becoming a moon, perhaps. I'd like to capture the fading light in my fingers,. To paint the dapples of leaves on my skin,. To raise my arms in sky worship - grow roots, sink deep, drink water. Often, the authenticity of my life escapes me,.

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remembering: June 2011

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I think i'm a robot: tin-man poems). Tuesday, June 21, 2011. A lock and key. The way you fit over me is a lock and key. Your arms like the sigh at the end of the world,. Simple and strongholding and ohsosomething. Built like the bricks of the factories of my youth,. The ones that would tumble and fall during the. Earthquakes we never got used to,. But you are strong and red and tall anyhow. You, wrapped close to my body like the clothes. My mother sewed for me during the war,. The way we turn together,.

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remembering: July 2010

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I think i'm a robot: tin-man poems). Monday, July 26, 2010. Eve in the garden. Love is the first and final mystery. The pillar of salt lot's doubting wife became. The last look back before orpheus lost eurydice. The immortal entombing of the pharaohs. Achilleus, bright and shining. God's true punishment for knowledge. Was to drown in the sorrow of love. Thursday, July 1, 2010. The punishment of women. The spines and squares and twists of green hills. And the love of a peace (home hearth protection).