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bridgid-p-newman-henson
bridgid-p-newman-henson
American
I flew to Tokyo on the wings of a story in my email today, So to tell the author how magical it was, I came to this place to tell them and say, Thank you for doing the thing that thou does, but to my chagrin, came 404 not found, No name for the author, so I send this notice around, In the faint hope that they, do notice this proffer, So I may subscribe to their writings on offer.
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Nov 27, 2018
Nov 27, 2018 at 6:49 PM UTC
Who wrote "Hilling Onions in Tokyo"?
Your words stir people's hearts, much of this life is a great big lie, but the end is coming to this dark time, and a bright new future is on the verge like a new sunrise, so please hold on, no one gets out alive, but let your story be one that blooms into light, your muse bit me and made me cry.
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Dec 7, 2017
Dec 7, 2017 at 6:01 PM UTC
My response to https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2233952/suicide/
I met a girl in a restaurant Working in drive-through She took my order And She took my heart I don't know what to do With golden hair And Emerald eyes A smile like the rising sun she filled up my life with the light of love And I want to be the one She loves back At first she was a damsel in distress I protected her as best as I knew how Then I found that She was a true princess And I couldn't find the ground The sight of Her sets my heart on fire And takes my breath clean away I never thought that I could feel so strong And so helpless in this way I met a girl in a restaurant And I'll never be the same She took my heart and I'll love Her forever And I hope She feels the same I love you Tricia
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Dec 5, 2016
Dec 5, 2016 at 12:19 PM UTC
An unrequited love
We're like a bunch of little snowflakes, no two alike, but at the core we are all the same, so the details are just for decorating your beautiful soul once you align with your higher self. <3
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Dec 10, 2015
Dec 10, 2015 at 5:36 PM UTC
On the variety of Humanity
I get Maam-ed in blue jeans and sir-ed in a dress, so I usually go with my Utilikilt and let them guess. I despise the social construct that puts me in this position, and I will fight it until I win or I cannot take the derision. I could fill multiple volumes with more detail if you want them, but unless you ask I won't just vaunt them.
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Aug 22, 2015
Aug 22, 2015 at 4:59 PM UTC
On the Subject of My Dubious Gender
Hair of flame, and eyes of ice, heart of gold, and freckled face, weave your spell with gentle hands lulling the wild beast's demand
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Jul 15, 2014
Jul 15, 2014 at 10:55 AM UTC
Inspired by Katerina Plotnikova Photography
I think that I met someone like this today, but it wasn't in class, and she won't get away. See I'll share of her art, that is both hers and mine, and inside her heart, there will become a shine. The glow will get brighter and late in the night, those still and deep waters will feel the moons light. The passion belayed for necessity's need must hasten the chance of love's burgeoning seed! We will sing songs together, and tell stories too, by the warmth of the fire and tides incoming boom. When the cool of the night finally forces us in, we'll join mind to mind, heart to heart, skin to skin. See the girl with the foot like a leaf in the wind, well she opened her mouth, and, and I heard her sing, a sweet little song in trembling French,if I teach her to breathe she could sing like a ***** or a goddess or princess or even a shrew with just a few minutes that's what I could do! See the passion is there but the know how is not, but I've got the key, and it fits in her lock.
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Feb 19, 2013
Feb 19, 2013 at 3:21 AM UTC
Reprise to the poem "Wandering Eyes" by Tom Postma
Bloom and grow, pale rose so fair, and when the time has come let loose gossamer failing petal, and pass the morning's song unto the day's new gentle light, and into time of worth bear fruit for the new peradyme,in glorious new birth!
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Mar 19, 2011
Mar 19, 2011 at 8:27 AM UTC
Reprise to a pale rose
SO enter the gyre! My birds wait with baited breath to hear the tale..... I believe the moon will be full blush and giggle... The tale of romance waiting for fulfillment under the silver moon The prince tenderly caresses the fair maiden, Lips with passion's plea ply her heart with honey and moonbeams, Mistletoe and Myrrh, a rose, And the whisper of a song.... Kisses three with blessings too, The heartstrings drawn for me and you... Could be maybe, thought occurred, Love can make the heart absurd Sky's the limit, Time may come, When you know that she's the one.... I reach inside of my own heart, And see the place where love does start, And when I am within that place, I see that love is on the plate, Upon the table where we sup, Eat the Bread, And Drink The Cup. One for Promise, Two for Dreams, Three for Love, And Four for Rings, Five for Life, And Six Time, Seven for God's gift sublime Eight for all of Eternity, And Nine for the jury of the Free, Ten for the Time of Judgment Day (Without which we'd be swept away) Eleven: Forgiveness' bill to pay. And finally, after all is said, Foundation laid, And bill is paid; Then we see the truth indeed, That Love is All, All else is dead Play the harp, And ring the bell, We whom are in tempest swell, Circling around the gyre, We spin the mighty spell of life, In the Center, In the Eye, Where there cannot be a lie, Only truth can be perceived, Honor, Faith, and Trust believed, There we have foundation sure, Hearts guide lifting up the pure, Sending light out from the source, Aim is true, The Bow pulled taut, Truth illuminates the course, I am the Arrow, is the thought. East, South, West, and North, into the Maelstrom we go forth!!!
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Mar 19, 2011
Mar 19, 2011 at 8:22 AM UTC
The Gyre
SO enter the gyre! My birds wait with baited breath to hear the tale..... I believe the moon will be full blush and giggle... The tale of romance waiting for fulfillment under the silver moon The prince tenderly caresses the fair maiden, Lips with passion's plea ply her heart with honey and moonbeams, Mistletoe and Myrrh, a rose, And the whisper of a song.... Kisses three with blessings too, The heartstrings drawn for me and you... Could be maybe, thought occurred, Love can make the heart absurd Sky's the limit, Time may come, When you know that she's the one.... I reach inside of my own heart, And see the place where love does start, And when I am within that place, I see that love is on the plate, Upon the table where we sup, Eat the Bread, And Drink The Cup. One for Promise, Two for Dreams, Three for Love, And Four for Rings, Five for Life, And Six Time, Seven for God's gift sublime Eight for all of Eternity, And Nine for the jury of the Free, Ten for the Time of Judgment Day (Without which we'd be swept away) Eleven: Forgiveness' bill to pay. And finally, after all is said, Foundation laid, And bill is paid; Then we see the truth indeed, That Love is All, All else is dead Play the harp, And ring the bell, We whom are in tempest swell, Circling around the gyre, We spin the mighty spell of life, In the Center, In the Eye, Where there cannot be a lie, Only truth can be perceived, Honor, Faith, and Trust believed, There we have foundation sure, Hearts guide lifting up the pure, Sending light out from the source, Aim is true, The Bow pulled taut, Truth illuminates the course, I am the Arrow, is the thought. East, South, West, and North, into the Maelstrom we go forth!!!
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