Tag: stream of consciousness
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December 28, 2009 12:56 PM EST --
Mother Josephine dead. It's hard to believe, Sister Teresa muses to herself as she leaves the church after Sext. So long ago now since I first saw her. Thirty years ago, yes, thirty years ago. And . . .
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December 28, 2009 01:12 PM EST --
Sister Teresa kneels in the choir stall after Compline. She can still hear the bell for the angelus ringing in her ears. Just an hour ago, she muses, just an hour ago, she was there in front of me, . . .
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November 05, 2006 10:40 AM EST --
Avant You
avant i want
& if you
i am becoming
my love's dying
body okra tomatoes
sweet corn sunflower
to my sin, love . . .
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November 20, 2006 08:35 PM EST --
One step then another then another then stop. I go until I drop. My energy level consisting of gaps and leaps. My mind wanders then stops then creeps. If then why so one off one up. Twisted ankle in a . . .
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January 14, 2009 02:19 PM EST --
Of course the horse became a corpse at the end of its coarse course. Foiled by the soil, or more specifically the large chunks of mineral that, with much refining and such, can be stretched out into paper . . .
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February 22, 2007 11:23 PM EST --
i feel like writing.
this is a good thing. i have whittled myself down to a thin but solid core. i am here. i am strong. and i can't be blown away.
i am starting here and i am not sure what will . . .
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August 29, 2006 11:28 PM EDT --
pinwheels dissolving, resolving
into pointilist park scene people
wafting along, resolving
into fragrant air
wish ourselves there
drifting out on a sunshine day.
leaping hearts/forsaken songbirds
keeping . . .
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August 31, 2006 04:22 PM EDT --
scrying
Even the most brilliant nights
dancing foaming waves enhanced by moonlight
swirling into my most beauteous dreams
breath escapes me
panic drinks me in
foaming waves belying undertow
suffocating . . .
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August 06, 2006 08:58 AM EDT --
She lies prostrate, drifting into my dreams: her impudent pudenda, an open, intricately carved flower.
Bees and stinging things live within,
waiting for the soft whisper of invitation. . . .
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October 28, 2006 02:19 PM EDT --
I am writing something. Not a swan song, and not, not me. But - I will post it here - every stanza - as it happens. And finally. Some.Of.You.May.Comment.
That too, will go into the next stanza. And. &&& . . .
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February 10, 2008 08:49 AM EST --
Her gold hoops touched her shoulders when she moved.
Those suited her classic features and olive complexion.
Nonchalant about her surroundings, she sipped at her tea.
Company was not welcome. . . .
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August 12, 2006 10:26 PM EDT --
Here is my entry into the stream.
I stare at the T.V. screen.
All I see is war and death and the same old ads.
I turn to my gather blog and make some new friends.
I also stop and respond to the political . . .
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October 19, 2006 03:18 PM EDT --
What secrets hide in dark, uncharted caverns of my mind,
veiled from light of conscious thought
by swirling mists of ageless longing?
Oh silent dreams and seedling yearnings,
calm my anxious fears with . . .
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November 15, 2006 06:37 AM EST --
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re-mixed morning, flowing filled of threshold. one is still hungry, evoking ends between wake & Id,
and memory. I connect the night - moment . . .
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November 16, 2006 02:10 AM EST --
I know. (oh - dedicated to Amy George and her Husband)
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Really. You all know, or at least agree in dark cafes that Will is unable to write, and these words we call expressions . . .
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February 25, 2007 12:05 PM EST --
As I write in my notebook, I look over at candies lined in large canisters as a rainbow of dyed sugar across the wall at the "...Sweet~Factory." Where, later, I will buy chocolates, after sipping . . .
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June 23, 2007 07:29 PM EDT --
I'm trying to get my mind around
Some other people's poetry on the computer,
In order to figure what to send them of mine
To try and get published,
While drowning out the other voices in my mind; . . .
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December 05, 2007 07:49 AM EST --
Promises can take concrete meanings or entirely abstract ones. I rarely write the way I did here. I am trying different forms of writings. Please do feel free to tell me your opinions.
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August 02, 2007 12:06 PM EDT --
Demon tongue arise!
Swallow flames of victory
Taste the dying light
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August 18, 2007 09:48 AM EDT --
Terra firma, Firm terra,
Dusty earth beneath our unsure feet.
Autumnal breeze,
Whisper of branches trembling free
On the edge of a sturdy oak.
Sun drenched desert hovers,
Casts shadows on steeple . . .
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