Pacing Ready to pounce Uneasy Gnawing hunger Rising Nothing can stop This ravaging feeling Nothing! (Except real food) Oh. Doh!
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Pacing Ready to pounce Uneasy Gnawing hunger Rising Nothing can stop This ravaging feeling Nothing! (Except real food) Oh. Doh!
A friend In need Always in need In greed In need Wanting more And more In greed In need The friend The end Indeed — About the poem:
I didn’t call you today But I think you heard me anyway I didn’t see you But I saw your knowing eyes I didn’t write you But I
On top of the curving crest Falling, crashing down Another builds Riding the waves About the poem: I’m not surprised now when in a single day I feel
A rush A threat A brush With death Life is A brush with death Dipped in colors Splatted and dotted Broad strokes Strong lines Soft washes Life A
Shoulders hunched Oddly forward Shoulders tight Tiny twinges of pain Call out, ever louder A long walk Please The plea A long walk Legs jittery Every muscle Longing
yesterday and tomorrow clank around and bite my heels today let’s run away
I tried to ignore What excites me I worked diligently With men and computers And spreadsheetsAnd reports Being good at it Is not the same But when I
sand blasts my skin waves whip the shores my hair is in my face but how my kite soars About the poem: We took a walk at McIntosh