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Patricia May Neiderer

Patricia May Neiderer

reflection on the petal

down yonder it gracefully glides
cascades of color to my surprise
light on one side - confides
in the corner where it hides
 
the reflection of the shadow
touches it somewhere
as it resembles a window
caught in a different stare

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scabs

so im stuck here beside my mind thinking all the time that i just discovered life while still making time to ride with paw prints beside
letter play

if only the words were as real as… a b c can tell it right from left the j from the the k fifty years gone by with out the b finding it’s way
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the mind of eve

lost in the scent as the smelling… escorting beauty by the hand - buy… because the tone is in the air as the spider spins her web - her… on a hill, the breeze wrapping you…
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eve's dress

the master tapestry woven soft silk into my hair putting a bead on taking one off
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last night

it’s the sound of a greeting card taped up to be displayed as if to say something as a greeting card would try to co… it’s message to the receiver
come out

with hardness of heart great gnashing there will be lost in eternity if one came back they would see
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tasting the tongue

it just comes to me o yeah, that would be good in a poem so i write the line
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cough cough -choo

all my progress was placed in the lost or stolen box as the train of eyes cross the sky in puffs of clouds racing for the chicken soup
flying lights

the land stars blink and rise under the pale pink sky singing as they dance to the tune of each others hearts
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spiritual influence

as my thoughts turn orange you see and cling to me wanting to do what you use to do and now the physical is gone
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23

23 is for telling of the others be… 22 is a good one to find 21 is in the counting, registered… 20 times if added right, will come… 19 penny loafers for sale
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drop of paint

gentle caress of the lavenders radiance on the breeze’s soft skin –aspire the artist to
the line

the m is the w only backwards or upside down maybe if one is colored we can tell them apart we can tell them which way to go
the weight of it

the twist of the arm the braking of ones bones the ripping of flesh as you tear away the barbed wire the crushing of ribs as you breat…
Halyomorpha halys

moving to where the stink bugs nev… stink their stink around my nose chew on plants to make them grow clearing the way as we endeavor to rid the world of the critter



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