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"esthers" poems
Most gentle of souls, Kindred of old, Who raised me up. In dreams you linger, And in the mirror, And in every shade of red hair. Though at the end Shriveled and frail Strength did not fail. A story kept alive in Esthers, What is past Has not passed.
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Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 7:42 AM UTC
Mamie
"Esther, I cannot say this, Over the telephone" "Why not? Is there something wrong?" "Nope Esther no, there's nothing as such..." Thinks to himself for a moment, "You are perhaps the most beautiful song......" "Hello you there?" "Yes Esther, I had been wondering, A cup of coffee, after work? Tomorrow?" But all Esthers belong to the reader as you know. And then again-" a okay would have been fine" But he was out of balance, and you are Reading a disconnected line. And he needs Esther, Like hot chocolate and coffee, But, The reader wants to know the music in between, Mystical mysterious and it was a metaphysical time, Connection is not always, a phenomenological rhyme. "Hello Esther? You still there?" "Nay,...., I gotta go, but not tomorrow, Maybe another time?" The cars blinked in silence, with patience as a plan, And, The roads were wet with water and wind, The desires remained inside the buttons of the phone, With memories and massacres, he went back home. The reader, and Esther was now but nothing more than a lot less than few, Endings perhaps never end with raindrops and dew. And as, He laughed in a cage of a wondrous retreat, He thought to help himself-" we are all but here to celebrate defeat. "
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Sep 9, 2017
Sep 9, 2017 at 2:41 PM UTC
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Luck fell to the artisan He stood head and shoulders above reason No more will he venture ungainly into oblivion Or into Esthers mouth The man that argues indifference hears nothing The mouth that offers tranquillity is lost I never did listen to Esther myself One ear deaf to the world The other equipped with kitchen utensils Happiness never came into it Esther became the spare contact lens case The outpatient’s appointment card And everything beginning with the letter F The artisan was a lucky man indeed
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Apr 28, 2017
Apr 28, 2017 at 8:04 AM UTC
Esthers Mouth