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Friday, November 13, 2009

Purgatory

Rene 2009

she sits
 on the curb
across the street
from his house
tracing slow deliberate circles
around a scab
 on her knee
fighting the strongest urge
 to pick at it
every once in a while
she looks up
head tilted
squinting one eye
underneath
hopeful dirty blonde bangs
searching for release
from a door crack
she sits
 on the curb
across the street
from his house
tracing
with her fingertip
in the sand that runs along the gutter
making smilies and peace signs
around a single word
spelled out in bits of gravel
one
single
 word
she sits
on the curb
across the street
from his house
rubbing a freckled nose
wishing, hoping
waiting
 for the curtains
to part
for a door latch
to be heard
and for
 "sorry"
to be seen

Peace ~ Rene 2009

22 comments:

  1. This captures beautifully, a child in limbo. We've all been there.

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  2. Wonderful Rene, and I agree with IB it captures that moment beautifully.
    Been there myself.

    Thank You

    Smiles
    ~Felinae~

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  3. The entire history, story, emotions--all captured so beautifully in your succinct lines...You are amazing! ~Janine XO

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  4. wow...
    okay.

    do i have to bow to thee?
    *stands. does it. returns*

    girl, you are ready to publish.
    everything you post is world-class!
    so thoughtful, delicate, but hard-hitting, too!

    Rene... excellent.
    don't wait too long.
    there is a place for you... YKW.

    C~

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  5. Please excuse my lack of comments Rene but I so like it when you let flow like this!

    I've got to say that these poems of yours are so good! Maybe because I see them as lyrics? They are now and they are what I see?

    I also know that not only are they often hard to write, they also take a long time to finalise to!

    Yeah, I'm a fan!

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  6. Seriously - when are you going to publish these in book form?

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  7. Aw.... that is so sad and poignant. You write beautifully!

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  8. Lovely... and a little sad. It leaves me longing to know the entire story.

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  9. You write so beautifully. A touching poem.

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  10. Thanks for the thought provoking poem...so many things in it brought up questions for me, what happened to this poor girl, who is "he"??? Hmmmm...

    Happy VGNO!

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  11. I just found you today through Mr. Toast...wow...what a great writer you are....I am rendered speechless.......

    I WIll be following you...for sure.

    Have a great weekend..

    Kary

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  12. Great writing!

    Hope you had a great VGNO!

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  13. that was amazing. powerful post....been there.

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  14. Hi,
    I just found your home on the web and I must say, it was well worth the flight over here to read this poem. Beautiful. Just incredibly beautiful. Thank you for giving us a peek into a world we've all known. ~ Yaya
    Yaya's Home

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  15. my favorite..."a single word spelled out"
    At this tender age, we're already mastering the art of forgiveness...he must be cute!

    Adorable, Rene!

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  16. That is so memory lane, I just love it.
    I am new to your blog and it makes me smile.

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