Patricia Etienne Poems

It hurts to feel
When you have a dream
A very funny dream
That is bigger than your thoughts
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I'm the product of what he had written for centuries ago
A figment of his visions the rest are yet to come.
An envoy with a different portrait among so many
Thu my perspective and intention are of his directions
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I know you feel what I feel
The fluttering sensation
The erratic rhythm
That is raising the scale of an irrational love
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Judge me three times before Hephaestus
Judge me seven times before Aeglaeca
Judge me twenty one times before Abaddon
Many judgments hath unleashed upon my ways
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I slide and fall into a dicey drench
Effortlessly,
I pull aside
Still…
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I am the creation of the higher up
Can't be the specimen of Virgin Mary
Can best be the seed of Aphrodite
Created to please-
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For so I am a woman
All fingers are pointing at me
All eyes are fixating on me
All verdicts are going against me
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The old church bell rings midnight hour.
So abrupt this visitor plunges into her body,
with no formal invitation,
No friendly welcome,
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The double doors open.
Enter a lady in a black veil
Complete silence break lose
Just like a midnight hour cemetery
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Simply feels like yesterday
But it has been awhile now
I remember all vividly
How it felt
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