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02-13-2010, 11:21 PM
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Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: near dusk with a halo of gnats
Posts: 174
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Mariposa
Karen teaches the art of flying. She squeezes her accordion, fingering her cords until a husky hum fills this bar. Black keys drop and return like crows moving from cars and back to the middle of the street. It’s not to prove a point: she doesn't need to prove she can fly. No, Karen sits on the stool, gaze fixed neither in the past nor the future when her words rattle in the microphone; she shifts and, from the closest table I find, unfurls her wings. They’re not the black of her keys; they’re blue---azul claro. I see the sky begin to move like it did when I sat in my mother’s car on long trips. My eyes close to those clouds dispersing with each breathy line. In the dusk of any bar, I am alone with her longing and disappointment. Words do not have meaning for her: they are energy flowing into spell, conjuring ghosts only to exorcise them from our bodies. Karen is the music of the approaching sirens and the pain of an unclean break, lifted by hands that pried open the car door from the wreck only to save her again and again. To love a musician, to love the plump veins of her hands after every performance, I am saved again and again, until my own words unravel and I am left with this butterfly flitting from nodding head-to-nodding head, mariposa.
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02-14-2010, 12:56 AM
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Join Date: Nov 2000
Location: Obscurity
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I Love You to Pieces
Cupid’s darts draw real blood--
a less welcome part of his fame:
recall Bobbit's wife, with a cut of the knife,
made an unhappy play on his name;
Cleo put her asp on the line
when Tony, her man, spilled his guts;
Donner's girl grew thinner when he had her for dinner;
and whose heart was more jarred than King Tut's?
Van Gogh's love letters showed he'd a kind ear,
even Salomé's got her ahead...
So when, with this band, I ask for your hand,
please don't give me the finger instead.
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02-14-2010, 05:55 PM
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Join Date: Jul 2001
Location: Iowa City, IA, USA
Posts: 10,098
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Moved to Metrical to be worked on.
Last edited by Susan McLean; 02-19-2010 at 05:06 PM.
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02-14-2010, 07:42 PM
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Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: Missouri
Posts: 2,025
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Susan, oo la la! Glad you didn't add yeast HAAA!
Valentine Day
Remember those candy hearts that you stole
from the kids, and gave to me that time
you forgot Valentine Day? All those years
I’ve kept them all; True Love, Let’s Kiss, Forever,
Be Mine, Hot Babe. When you’d left for your latest trip
this morning, I took them from my keepsake box
and read them over and over and over
before I ate them—one by one.
They were stale and flavorless.
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02-18-2010, 11:13 AM
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Join Date: Dec 2009
Location: California
Posts: 35
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Thanks for joining in everyone. That was fun but also a learning experience. No "roses are red" here...
--Bill
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