Frances Macaulay Forde Poems

It glows.
The safe ribbon
of light, meandering
on toward home.But my path was
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How can money recompense

all those stolen years?
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An irresistible,
delicious, gluttony -
consuming
act of lust.
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I'm tired.
Two hours last night.
Three, the night before.
I want to
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Make your bed.
Pick up your clothes.
Straight to school.
Don't pick your nose.
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How often has the door closed
on opportunity for me?
How many times have I shut it?
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Like the dust, I promise to be all around you.
In the brightest moments of your life you will see me,
know I am here, but most of the time forget
that you are surrounded by this great love
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butterfly jumper
thai yellow shoes

rhythm and rhyme
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And we will remember them,
brave soliders all
who raised the trumpet
and answered the call,
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Tears fall
like rivers of
pain.Rejection will hurt.
Just touch him and say goodbye to
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