Terri Turrell Poems

I am these words upon this page
a crumpled page
a crumpled page
a testament to who am I
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what is letting go -
letting go of grief?
the serenity of letting go?
(must be a bad metaphor)
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If I could paint a portrait of my mind
A masterpiece to show the world my thought
Displaying every path I've walked entwined
With every dream that I have ever sought
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Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
My soul unworthy take my heart
That while I sleep my life depart
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Hello My name is Sinfull and I'm punctuation perplexed
that's not the same as stupid - it's confused, unsure and vexed
I know I learned in high school but I guess I've just forgot
cuz ya'll are quick to tell me every time I skip a dot
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He told me his truths were
uglier than mine
laughing, we threw words
that were
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I speak with the shells of
your eggs
on my tongue
shards of them fragile
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Fists beating the door
Either side
to be heard
Pounding in hearts
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What if I said
I will lie here
in this place
And cease to breath
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Regret and rue we never will
What lost will never learn
Within our grasp illusive still
The thing for which we yearn
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