Lorene Kinsey Poems

Gage my love by the words that flow
When I put ink in my fist,
Silence for me most of the time
now the words fall off my lips.
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No good. Tried to sell him on this fact,
My inconsistence, coldness, history of
Boredom, disappointment, independence.
Didn’t believe me—but, my most recent
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Tells me the story, blond hair shining in the sun
Fighting with my sister, scooping sand into my lap
Our little club was meeting, “oh, what shall we make? ”
A pregnant woman in the sand or a canyon split by quake?
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Sweep my finger tips over the flame
Take myself back to the
Dim light of that old house,
How you held me, traced
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Try again to slip into this role, become her,
the one I used to be, makes me want to spend hours
Licking the nectar from honeysuckles again,
Taunting, teasing, slowly eating
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First time in a corvette, took me for a drive
To the next town showcasing progress
of the restoration he and his dad had made.
Loved the way the back end dropped,
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My course altered but not lost
Cannot escape your kindness, company,
the few times I saw you squirm
and the hundred times you made me.
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sinking, breaking, letting go again
of the one I want most to hold on to,
can't stop it this time
have to try to let this run its course,
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I hate that this has consumed me,
But my quiet moments are filled
With the thoughts of these two tragedies,
Two loses, two caskets, two days travel,
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It has been a long weekend.
She haunts the pages of my mind
makes me sick to know the truth
that I am certain to find
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