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deanna-repose-oaks
American Born in the San Francisco Bay Area in 1973. Deanna started writing poetry in 1985, but her first published book of poetry, "Lost Loves...Found Strength" wasn't published until 2007. Lost Loves is a compilation of 90 poems written between 1988-2007. Currently, Deanna is self-publishing all new material to Amazon Kindle, (www.amazon.com/author/deannaoaks). New books announced on twitter @dmro or via her blog deannareposeoaks.blogspot.com. In her spare time, Deanna is also working on her first full length novel.
Time passes all too fast Things forgotten, left behind Looking around seeing what's there The future I'm destined to find Found me at last Wandering through the pages Written long ago Seeing they still make sense Through time's ebb and flow Lasting through the ages? Hmmmm, it's been a while Since reading anything here Wondering if I can keep up Or if I will be tempted to disappear Knowing it is all worthwhile I am going to try again...
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Dec 30, 2012
Dec 30, 2012 at 12:55 PM UTC
It's Been Awhile
Chaos erupts through the screaming The words jumbled, corrupt, unusable Meanings lost Thoughts backwards YELLING doesn't help Anger boiling, spilling over The order all confused Emotions explode Feelings incorrect YELLING doesn't help I was trying to say one thing Out came another You didn't hear me stumbling Or even try to bother To see past the screaming anger Neither of us listening because YELLING doesn't help I needed to air my frustrations Not scream for an hour Then cry for three I needed you to hear me Not fly off the handle Then see my point an hour later Next time I'll write it down YELLING doesn't help
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Apr 19, 2010
Apr 19, 2010 at 6:38 AM UTC
YELLING doesn't help
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Feb 25, 2010
Feb 25, 2010 at 5:04 AM UTC
Joining A Sisterhood
Hello? Are you there? I can't hear you Can't see if you care All I see, from where I stand Is an empty email box And an unheld hand After all that I have done All that I have given I am still only one Hello? Are you there? Are you ok? Do you want me to care? I think I'll leave you alone now I'm too hurt Too afraid of this emotion somehow
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Feb 17, 2010
Feb 17, 2010 at 5:44 PM UTC
Hello? Are you there?
Look behind you - sirens blaring and lights ablaze Pull over you SOB - stop driving in a daze There is a person hurt behind all that noise Stop using your cell phone or playing with toys Behind you - that is the issue at hand The ambulance's patient bay is manned! Sirens announce the patient needing Someone is hurt, possibly bleeding Get out of the way, you worthless **** Get out of the way, super double fast quick! The sirens are there to warn you to move The lights are there to see you through Would you like to be inside When someone doesn't pull to the side? I think not you horrid man Next time stay out of the way of the ambulance van!!! © Deanna Repose, January 22, 2010
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Jan 22, 2010
Jan 22, 2010 at 6:55 AM UTC
BEHIND YOU!!!
Watching scenery pass me by Under an ever darkening sky Wondering as the trees **** by so fast Am I here or just reliving the past? Am I pounding new pavement under my feet or am I making my rut a tad too deep? Where was I yesterday? Am I there today? Is there a difference? I can't say. Watching the sunset burn through the trees I see the scene change in front of me It is the same road I just passed But in a different light, surpassed Seen a new under the sky of night Changed my mind and my worrisome flight Even if I tread upon the same path I walk a new road, always, at last.
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Jan 18, 2010
Jan 18, 2010 at 9:24 AM UTC
Ruts
I have mixed feelings About the winter Cold, bitter, and gloomy I have mixed memories About December Gifts, love, and death I have mixed thoughts About my family Love more, miss horribly, and remember fondly I have mixed drinks To forget..... (c) December 15, 2009
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Dec 15, 2009
Dec 15, 2009 at 7:09 AM UTC
Christmas Blues
1500 ft. You speed up 1000 ft You speed up 500 ft You speed up 0 ft You swerve into my lane To avoid the blinking sign As if you didn't see The warnings staged in a line You'd rather hit my moving car Than the signs you dissed Never heading the warnings You put my life at risk I wonder why you have to be This way on a Monday morn Then I remember all too well Every minute an idiot born Although I don't want To think so ill of you If I don't I'll go crazy too I'll speed up Faster still Getting my rocks off On a chasing thrill Neglecting to heed Your brake lights Crashing a tad too fast Into your fancy flight Getting out to ask This question only once: "How does it feel - you stupid dounce!?" © November 9, 2009 Deanna Repose Reposted from: blog.deannarepose.com
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Nov 9, 2009
Nov 9, 2009 at 6:10 AM UTC
Left Lane Closed Ahead
Sitting here, waiting For the fun to start To keep the good times rolling Waiting, in near silence For the car to pull up For the plane to board For the lights to dim For the music to start Waiting But not impatiently Just in anticipation Wondering what the waiting will bring Some new adventure A different perspective A newfound hope An old love found anew Something different to do Love this feeling Waiting © November 7, 2009 Deanna Repose Reposted from: blog.deannarepose.com
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Nov 7, 2009
Nov 7, 2009 at 2:02 PM UTC
Waiting....
The moon rises through a blue violet sky Glowing white above yellow orange trees As the sun's light wanes The blue gives way to a sparkling black The moon grows brighter, floating Through the diamond starlight Casting a glow upon the shadows Cast by the fire colored trees Split only by the shining rails Laid upon the ground As the moon reaches its pinnacle Its glow is joined By the piercing light and sound Of the train Heralding the night's end The moon falls slowly to its fate Fading behind a blue violet sky Behind yellow orange trees Now alight by the sun's fierce glow © November 3, 2008 Deanna Repose
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Nov 3, 2009
Nov 3, 2009 at 6:29 AM UTC
Night In Hiram