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Showing posts from September, 2010

Song Of The Stone Healer

and I will make you whole again restored to what you once were standing tall for what you hold deep inside silent sentinel for those who  sleep steadfast reminder for those who have loved a herald for those who search and I will make you whole again it is what I do it is all I can

Scent Memory

black & white
sunday afternoon
sitting under blankets
sniffling & stargazing

eloquent, chivalrous gentleman
offers handkerchief
lady (who is no fool)

he dashes off
she breathes it in
eyes wide shut

my nose
buried in kleenex
my eyes red

inhaling mentholyptis
i imagine the scent
of a gentleman

Rene ~ 2010

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Pretty Perserverance

oh, my, my, my, my, my, my...
where are my pretty words?

they used to glide
down like a silk stocking
on an autumn afternoon

lately, they've been
bunched up like
grandmama's girdle in august

"c'mon girl
lean in and
pull it together"

i shake and struggle
against too much morbidity
and not enough material

a multitude of sins
to be boiled down to
three adjectives

eventually things do come
together bound
and determined

with a tug and a pull
breathe in grandmama

now exhale...

Rene ~ 2010

Magpie 32 - Her Secret Recipe

after her last birthday she took to storing sugar in the hourglass to sweetly pass time
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Anne Marie stretched 
across the back of the Oldsmobile
just talking with Karla and
sharing a Marlboro
Mike is a jerk
cuz he hasn't yet called her
two weeks at college
and he can't be bothered

Well you know
he can go climb a tree
cuz he ain't got the
to give the mother
of his child a shout

damn college boy
got it all
figured out.

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Magpie 31 - Our Lady Of Sheer Mystery

hurry down sundown join heaven  and earth
make the ordinary sacred, luminous draped  in dusk born shadow
i do see her head bowed in fervent prayer
sorrowful cross on her back glorious world at her hem
a miraculous apparition trusted, believed i do not lean
unto my own understanding

i can
only joyfully hope
with all of
my heart.

Rene ~ 2010

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Lover's Tree

'an as much as he sayed
he loved me
jimmy never did
my name
up on lover's tree

'ah gots it bad for ya
he go 'an cry dat into
my bosom
sucklin' like a newborn
'an springing up between me

'an so i bled
'and i scream
'an i cry hard tears
jus' like a woman do
for dat tiger man

'an den he tell me
yous a sweet girl
i luv you
yous a sweet, sweet

'an as much as he sayed
he loved me jimmy never did put
my name up on dat lover's tree


Honey Gold

honey gold warming my cheek your light is gonna last me  through the week
golden delicious sweet autumn kisses taste so nice mixin’ the sugar  with the spice
sunshine workin’ those rays you keep me smilin’ when the sky turns grey
and when the night  falls you’ll hear your name  called see you soon
i’ll brag about you to the moon.