Renee Marie

Freshman - 709 Points (Danbury, CT USA)

Renee Marie Poems

1. Fountain Tableau 7/6/2005
2. Terry's Black Skirt 7/6/2005
3. Public School Pain 7/6/2005
4. A Manufactured Mind 1/4/2003
5. This Twin Bed Feels So Huge 1/16/2004
6. Every Forest Cries 1/16/2004
7. Her Hands 3/5/2006
8. Death To Tears 3/5/2006
9. Privileged Palettes 5/17/2006
10. Frissons D'Amour 7/31/2008
11. Gulping 7/31/2008
12. Yuma, Arizona Border Patrol Mission - Cry Baby 7/31/2008
13. Drumspeak 7/31/2008
14. If 5/6/2009
15. Ground Me 5/6/2009
16. Still Soft 1/16/2004
17. Saved By Our Forgetting 2/24/2004
18. Toxic Pond 5/17/2006
19. Ego 8/4/2012
20. Travlin' Home 8/4/2012
21. Heart Space 8/4/2012
22. Common Discomfort 10/28/2012
23. Giants In A Combat Zone! 10/28/2012
24. Breaking Up Is Only A Matter Of Time 10/29/2012
25. Poets Must Love Too 11/7/2012
26. Metaphor As Insight 11/7/2012
27. Please Don't Shoot Me Today 4/6/2013
28. We Humbly Bow 4/7/2013
29. Choking On Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell 4/7/2013
30. Peace Is A Verb 4/7/2013
31. Evidence Of Desire 4/7/2013
32. Aching With Restraint 4/8/2013
33. Rip And Repair 6/22/2013
34. Ordinary Magic 6/7/2013
35. Anti-Venom 4/7/2013
36. That I Am ~ My Mantra Poem 4/6/2013
37. I Pledge 4/6/2013
38. Spirit Of Creativity 4/6/2013
39. Saudade 4/1/2014
40. Sometimes 9/27/2015

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Best Poem of Renee Marie

Spring Is Coming

I was simply where I had to be today,
nothing more and plenty less than my best.
I'm a bit sick with fermenting dreams souring my smile.
I was where I had to be today; auto-pilot got me there
and landed me safely back to bed, holding a warm bowl of ‘Chicken Noodle 'I Love You' and
'Everything Will be Okay' and
this spring I will garden again,
alone.

© Reneé Marie

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Fountain Tableau

I know to seek falling water
or float in deep sleepy states
with crystal awareness,
my face tipped skyward to sunbeams,
mysterious balm,
kissing, healing
the tiniest wounds.
Naked, centered,
I interpret the language of roses;

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