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  1. Guugau Yimithirr

    by , 08-29-2010 at 10:10 PM (the ocean always dreamed blue dreams)
    I read an article today in the New York Times Magazine about a language called Guugau Yimithirr. The people who speak this language rely on cardinal directions "to describe the position of objects." I am using it as a metaphor for one who is lost...perhaps for someone who has lost their moral compass and asked too much of another.

    Guugau Yimithirr

    perhaps you lie north of my heart
    but I cannot see or tell or find you
    for the murky darkness obscuring ...
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  2. Burnt Orange

    by , 06-17-2010 at 09:03 PM (the ocean always dreamed blue dreams)
    I wake
    To mornings' stillness
    And everything in its' place
    Including the usual argument
    That hangs like a sepulchre
    Made of fog,
    And the pain in your eyes
    For which there is no surcease.
    I wander through the day,
    Thinking I must do something;
    All the while knowing
    That the aegean stables
    Are yours to clean
    When you are ready.
    And then its' night
    And your unhappiness
    Is now a physical miasma ...

    Updated 10-15-2010 at 10:19 PM by qimissung

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  3. Found Poetry

    by , 06-10-2010 at 07:27 PM (the ocean always dreamed blue dreams)
    I wrote the following with ideas, words and phrases from "Harrison Bergeron," "The Scarlett letter," and "The Most Dangerous Game." I've always loved the name Diana Moon Glompers.

    Diana Moon Glompers
    was an incomparable beauty
    who once came to a crossroads
    and chose the one,
    that was in the west,
    a bloody red

    and in the name of equality she
    wielded her weapon in favor
    of the dull, the average, ...
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  4. the sweet blood flows

    by , 06-01-2010 at 04:33 PM (the ocean always dreamed blue dreams)
    the freighter lists
    like a drunken girl
    wearing only a petticoat, who,
    with one eye closed,
    does not see the danger

    that with brutish hands
    makes his way onto the deck
    and with the casual swipe of his paw
    undresses her-
    what a pretty target she has made-
    and takes
    what isn't his
    as though it is

    The screams have died,
    And the boat lies still;
    out on the ocean's swell no laws of ...

    Updated 06-06-2010 at 12:51 AM by qimissung

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  5. Parenthood

    by , 05-15-2010 at 06:38 PM (the ocean always dreamed blue dreams)
    I was talking with my son recently when the collar of his shirt moved and I saw that he had a tatoo on his chest. Another tatoo!

    Now I have to admit that I am not a fan of the tatoo. I know they are popular these days, much to my chagrin. And to those of you here on Lit-Net who are decorated in this fashion, this is not directed at you or about you. I like your tatoos, just fine. But they are not for me, and I have to say, I wish they were not for my sons. But they love them and would, ...

    Updated 05-15-2010 at 09:18 PM by qimissung

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