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Patricia May Neiderer

Patricia May Neiderer

another year

the day was thoughts
and the ladder long
waiting to fall
was willing to harm
connecting the dots
as g is after c
and 6 is after 4
hoping to hear
a knock at the door
the other living in the mind
or heart even though
miles away
dreaming of the day
that you see me
and know
what i know
the soul puzzle
solved
hindered by minds
not being able to feel
as they think
they make the times
when the light is bright
i will be thine

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painting again

abstract paint i did again after many years gone by forgot the feeling of the strokes mixing of hews to blend much like poetry, never seeing
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v' words

a funny thing about poetry is that you can paint any mask with color and hue, of your choosi… weather belief or doubt or dare will some times make you stare
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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no caller id

your works make me feel that we met in the hall somewhere, only i saw and looked away, distra… by the moth eating the caterpillar and you watched me as i watched th…
puff the fur

the rabbit left no ladder the climb –of no way no bounce of the mushroom no tear in the ear will help –end this sway
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g-c's-w

ginger carrots garlanded cilantro guest certificate generated caption grieving coins
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passions after - my eyes

most definitely worth gazing into and holding on as the water pours… trying to flood the soul of the wh… the warm rays embarrassing as if t… going deep as if searching the oce…
heart cries

no going around the bush here picking the posies to expose the bleeding tears - sear with the hot rung a rose left dripping with the memories
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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
one petal

the tender curls of the leaves bring the gardener to his knees to touch the softness, stroking it… it’s not time dear to go into hidi… stay and splay your beauty more
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a shade of pink

as if the razor couldn’t cut or the rose had no smell, but your nose was dripping and a tissue was not in reach of the umbrella that
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eye of a needle

the freeing of emotions how healing it can be filling the holes of the soul with the divine love –of GOD truth correcting error
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games of imagination

learning from history only to follow their steps as eternity rolls or calls us home
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webbing in the fingers

in times of old it was obscene the character the choice made and history told
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typing the soul

reading eyes, bleeding fingers longing for the other to put the salt back in the shaker rearranging the letters to figure the meaning of the words
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