Gina Marie Moody

Daisies and dollhouses,
plucked petals and prose,
Barbie and Ken,
lovers or foes?
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Bathed by the rush of salty sorrow,
years of caked and crusted pain flows free,
murky puddles form at my feet.
...

I dread the silence
that unsheathes the night,
honing the blade
with which
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There is no hypothesis
By which to ascertain a revelation,
Uncertainty has prevailed
Though I search with determination.
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Patterns of misguided ardor
lace passion's gossamer shroud,
silken drapes of apprehension
swathe that which nature has endowed.
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The ancient Oak
elegantly extends
its gnarled and weather roots,
seizing life from fertile soil,
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Come,
thumb through my open book,
crease the cover
with your greedy grasp.
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A feeling captures me,
between sleepless thoughts
and lucid dreams,
where certainty disintegrates,
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Intellect
is the sum of defined equations,
tested
and firmly resolved,
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Embraced within your essence,
I am satin,
billowing gracefully
charming a summer's breeze;
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You
are the incarnation of hope,
a spirit risen from depths of dreams.
The embodiment of fortitude,
...

The cynic has re-emerged,
I've seen her in the mirror;
her frozen-hard reflection
gradually draws nearer.
...

I walked through the cemetery
intending to find
paternal predecessors
of my unborn son's family line.
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Stumbling down our rocky paths,
We fell together;
misery and his companion.
I could have been anyone,
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Yes, these eyes
are absorbing,
beyond the measure
of generous flattery.
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Our paths crossed today,
colliding recklessly
in a cluttered aisle
of the used-book store
...

Meet me beyond limitations,
embracing lucidity,
bending the edges of dimension,
slanting the realm of reality,
...

Silent fingers strum
a whispered melody
crooning deep within
a forgotten memory,
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You brushed the dust
from the butterfly's wings
and smothered the firefly's light.
You robbed the daisy of its seeds
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I thought I knew you
despite the radical mood swings
and irrational perceptions
that now seem to be
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