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"pahl" poems
Her eyes reflect a sadness that I long to understand so I'll swim in pools of hazel float upon warm salty tears that will flow onto her ***** be absorbed into her skin catch a ride within the network of veins leading to her heart I'll immerse in her dark secrets read the stories hidden there maybe then I can unfathom sorrows of my lady fair Linda Pahl, 5/23/14
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May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 5:35 AM UTC
In Her Eyes
dark butterfly emerges at the taste of the moon both fragile and strong with bent gossamer wings she lifts towards the sky and drinks full of the light and dances in moonbeams in celebration of flight Linda Pahl, 7/10/14
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Jul 10, 2014
Jul 10, 2014 at 9:29 PM UTC
mariposa oscura
Tonight you’re in costume, the grand toreador Feeling pride in the getup, of bull fighters lore You smile as you’re thinking, that you look quite fine And hope that you’ll get, to the ball right on time One last look in the mirror, you head for the door You’ll never return, to this life as before You run two by two, down the stairs to the street And think of the party, and who you might meet The cape that you carry, flows red in the breeze Has just caught my eye, for one moment I freeze Then lower my head, hooves scratching the ground Come charging and snorting, as you whirl around My eyes of a blue that do mesmerize you Horns mighty and deadly and ready to do What many brave fighters have done to my kind I’ll gore you with pride, then I’ll leave you behind Linda Pahl, 5/18/14
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May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 10:10 PM UTC
Toro Hembra
Sixty-three years ago today A beautiful soul emerged with grace She made her way along side four young men The building block for her strength within Pahl's the name she carries with pride A diamond in the rough country side No ordinary girl was she Pet badger to protect her, no one could compete Though struggle she did to make ends meet She kept digging in, wouldn't cater to defeat Resilient, independent she made her way Raising three small children couldn't get more brave So stop for a moment and take it all in There's wisdom, perseverance and courage within Let nothing discourage from chasing your dreams I believe in you And all that you are Your sixty-three years is just a start I celebrate you with love in my heart
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Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 11:50 AM UTC
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