Julie Schleppegrell Poems

Eyes of green,
the day you shook my hand.
The look was serene,
with a touch of a prince from my dreamland.
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Whiskey was in my veins,
the night the blade imbedded deep.

The Staples closed the slain,
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Prime: is the role to his daughter,
for, he was the first man in sight.
No other will compare to what he taught her,
imbedded in her soul as her search takes flight.
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I am not crying
I just can not breathe.
If I could I would tell you.
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I am here for you brother,
Holding the pain of our sister and Mother.
The rain on the canvas washed away color,
with proof of the fiction masked by another.
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The holy spirit spoke to me,
throughout my life it always did.
Awoke in time now differently,
as it held my hand amid.
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Just before deployment started in 2008,
I met while in a cisco class, as the router worked to colate,
the life of a soldier, SPC Justin A. Saint,
In time knocked the visitor suffer, who's power seemed oblate,
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She's six thousand five hundred miles away.
We say a prayer for her every day.
That God brings her back to our wide open arms.
And that he keeps her safely away from what harms.
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The tranny was slipping,
and the rear end wearily dipping.
The oil was black and probably low,
not to mention it's brakes were on the go.
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From time we begin by meeting first one,
as time walks, one's pluralized to many lives we know.
All are not loved the same as we thought when we begun,
with uncountable forms unfolding uniquely for every bow.
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