Tara
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ForwardA Poem by TaraEven now there are rosebuds bloomingeternal and internalthey stretch and pull becoming tangled in vineand yet they still grow abundant.These are Dali .. |
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EncounterA Poem by TaraThere they stood. In utter innocenceSweet pale eyes of curiosity.I am sure they thought the same of me. Mine were wide and I wore a smile.I looked up .. |
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MagnoliaA Poem by TaraSomewhere in the deep longing of the mind, I've curled into a fetal balltoo tired to keep struggling with this wind. I am Jack's America, Sylvia's chi.. |
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KatieA Poem by TaraThe first pangs of youcame like a heartbeat,first faint, then growing strongeruntil you became like a riverinside of me.If I close my eyes,i can still.. |
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A Poem Goes In Search of His PoetA Poem by TaraA poem goes in search of his poet.He has quarrel with a few metaphorsand he hates all of the unnecessary punctuation.He just wants to free flow withou.. |
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There is a PlaceA Poem by TaraThere is a place where the sky is blue filamentand the grass is a river.Here fish walk the streets at nightand stars fall like rain.There is a place w.. |
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Life is a Cruel Circus or THE TEENAGE YEARSA Poem by TaraSo, here I am...it has come to this.I, the parent, now,celibate for practically a year since the husband lefthave to monitor my teenage daugher's sex .. |
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The AngelikaA Poem by TaraAt the Angelika lives have been known to change.Amazing what a few strong screwdrivers can do to a fool.It was early Spring and I was among the most b.. |
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Need an AddressA Poem by TaraI've started to write "Dear Jesus" letters.I don't really know whybut it has become a morning habit.I have not yet figured out where to mail themso th.. |
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Dust AgainA Poem by TaraI am a figment of my own imagination.We all are.A perceptual illusory bubble of atoms.I live in a consciousness of stone.Bones and teeth mind and emot.. |