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Patricia May Neiderer

Patricia May Neiderer

eve's dress

the master tapestry
woven soft silk
into my hair
putting a bead on
taking one off
smile
add two beads
and a heart
i think i am a dart
and you the precise
accomplishment of a goal
like a blue ribbon
proudly swaying in the air
the prize on the mantle
carefully polished
radiating your image

response to
Eve III
by Cory Garcia

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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…
caught in the web

you yearn to turn and churn but you can’t learn as the eyes watch through
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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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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
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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stuck

in the dream if you get killed you are dead– but are you really? in reality–
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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leaves of red and gold

leaves of red and gold come crashing down in disgust that after such a little time of s… and finally –perfecting color the beauty is cast down and trodde…
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stimulation

looking down at the smooth stone that i just picked from the creek and as the water evaporates i ponder the meaning of your words gently pecking your cheek
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spark of light

reflecting my Father brings light to the darken glass mirroring His love will be my home pass
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e-motion

the facade fighting for position making a bubble to wrap in holding all the desires and keeping all the harm out so we think, but harm we cause
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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…
sand slipper

i am the bottom of Cinderella’s sl… not seen and feels many hurts was caressed once when yonder a man searched for his… one to call - his love
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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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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
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