karen sinclair

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karen sinclair Poems

1. Sunday Morn... 6/14/2012
2. My Uncomfortable Skin 6/14/2012
3. One 6/15/2012
4. Mind Kiss... 6/27/2012
5. Sepia Smiles And Candy Striped Fences... 7/2/2012
6. Sunday Mornings 7/8/2012
7. Marmalades Revenge......Part Of A Long Poem Story 7/19/2012
8. Moorish Mind.... Adult Nature 11/6/2012
9. Stationary Balloon.... 5/19/2013
10. Jack Russell's Stroll 7/3/2013
11. Crystal Chandelier 9/29/2013
12. Poppies.... 10/4/2013
13. Earache.... 2/28/2014
14. Slasher Movie... Take One... Adult Content 3/28/2014
15. Despot...20 Yrs On 10/23/2014
16. School Kids Epitah...And 2 Beautiful Silver Cross Prams Xx 3/28/2014
17. Raven's Gooseberry Fool.....Auld Lang Syne 3/5/2014
18. Hippy...Love Chips 5/18/2012
19. Upon Our Lake 4/12/2012
20. Work In Preygress 4/30/2012
21. Murmurs... Wanton Soup 5/1/2012
22. Three White Feathers 6/14/2012
23. Fridge Love. 6/17/2012
24. Wallaces Warrior 8/27/2012
25. The Smooshy Sloan...... 2/20/2014
26. Steiffed Bare Und Auld Tygre.... Adult Nature 3/31/2014
27. Fishy Goings On... Brazilian Rainforest 4/16/2014
28. Pet Feed..... Warning Sensitive Subject 2/27/2014
29. Elegant Suicide.... 8/29/2013
30. The Kiss.... Cyber 9/28/2013
31. Dear Queen... Unknown Subject 10/13/2013
32. Pitied Cracked Dolls.....For The Love Of G 8/3/2013
33. Dorset Blandford..Bank Holiday...Pub Reach 5/15/2013
34. Fine Christmas 12/25/2012
35. Verde Desire.... 2/21/2013
36. Sable Wings And White Spirit..... 10/1/2012
37. The Hay Wane.... Adult Nature 10/7/2012
38. Shoebox Love 10/15/2012
39. Campbells Chicken Soup 10/15/2012
40. Feathered Fatigue..... 2/21/2013
Best Poem of karen sinclair

Death Of A Tear......

The fresh tear, heavy with meaning and purpose
Travels southbound upon my warm skin.
Full of reason and pain, I watch
Distracted by it's beauty
Questioning its lifespan as I do the life in my love

First it rushes with gusto, confidence
Only to slow eventually at an undefined moment
For no real reason, with no apparent explanation
(as in my love) It petered to a dribble
And unaware of it's poignance

It died......

Read the full of Death Of A Tear......

Evening Rose

The dusty window frames her form
Silhouetting her fragility as evening falls
With hands as gnarled oak
Clasping the unvarnished rocking chair
Her painfully crooked feet gently cause a methodical tone
Upon the now jaded rug...
Hypnotic as time...

Head relaxed tilted window bound her mind caresses visions of times

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