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AGE: 53
LOC: Orlando, FL
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: July 23

My husband and I have been together for twenty seven years, this August. We’ve been married since 1989. I design, construct, and install custom window treatments. I am one of those women with tools. LOL. Our daughter was born in Kashmir, India. (In between the wars.) I like to jog, on my treadmill. Allergies keep me from running outside anymore. We share our home with “Soma,” A.K.A. “Mr. Jelly Bones Small,” our dog. He is a  Samoyed. He looks like a small polar bear wolf dust mop sheep thing.

My shiniest day came June 6, 2005, twenty three days before my forty nineth birthday. That is the first day I wrote anything! It was a song titled “Go, Poppy, Go.” Ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha. Yeah, I was feeling really good that day.

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Lyrics / Great Blue Sea
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Great Blue Sea If you don’t find your way back to me, I’m gonna crawl right back to that great blue sea. I’ll see the rocks and stars and angels down there. I’ll be sitting on his knee combing Neptune’s hair. I’ll rock and roll under the waves in the sound, And remember when it used to be me that your arms found. Like Jacque Cousteau’s son, exploring the sea, We’d swim in love’s waters, laughing, you and me. If you don’t find your wa...
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Poetry / Dinner
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Dinner   His kitchen calls; the knife clicks closing day About his yearning wife, her nose enticed By steam's warm scent her mouth drawn in stews fray. His artwork carved green orange red lay sliced. What steers his skilled digits, pan’s handle lace, As she steeps for that same desired clutch? Is there a woman who wants not to taste Each night the final fruit of his deft touch? From oven’s coiled gate a bright Phoenix crests The split skins the plump poached buds of home&rsqu...
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  Come Some Sunny Day Oh, don’t forget to miss me When I sail away. And I’ll look for you above clouds Come some sunny day. We’ll roll around like thunder sounds And wash the earth with rain. And we’ll all shine like diamonds Come some sunny day. Oh, don’t forget to miss me When I sail away. And we’ll all shine like diamonds Come some sunny day. Yes, we’ll all shine like diamonds Come some sunny day. Carla Riʹchard Small © 2007 &nbs...
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Her Two Cold Feet (version 2) CHORUS: Her two cold feet feel like they’re planted beneath The silver shiny dust on Moon. And as time turns her stare, Dreams vanish there And slips off the dark side soon. And she seams up her sales As she sings her sweet tales, Rocking solid as a hail storm boom. She’d give up her life for theirs, The young in her care, And I’ll hum to my children, “Bloom.” VERSE: #1 The vain chase for control, Drives her down life’s road A...
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Poetry / Repression
The title is an excellent hook. It does make the reader want to read this poem. And while brevity (with volume) is something to strive for...I felt I needed more detail. This work seems, an excellent first draft. What does the writer see or feel that is 'Seething'? What is 'pushing' & 'Stretching'. I feel deprived of the author's talent, that shines in he line: "Kept at bay by a 'dermal fence.' 'Dermal fence', that's delicious! And within the brevity, there is a glimpse of humor with the last...
Poetry / Samhain Poem
I am not sure of what help I can give on this one...THIS IS EXCELLENT!!!! I am happy to learn this new term, (to me) Samhain, for Halloween. The imagery is packed like sardines...with their tales, heads, and fins sticking out.:) I have read this poem at least six times now...and I can not choose a favorite stanza, as each one can stand on its own...okay...if forced to choose, I would have to choose the first stanza ending, "Lunar madness holding suns at bay." Ha,ha Congratulations on this wic...
Love this! There are only minor punctuation corrections to be suggested; capitalization for every line, a period after the last word, a period after the word "plan" in the first stanza. The last stanza is a great field goal, a drop kick straght up the middle...Ha,ha "The Republicans moan and they whine, upset that it's no longer time, for fat CEOs, to steal blindly from those, who work hard for barely a dime." OH...MY...GRENADE!!! Very timely. More please... LittleWhale
This poem starts off strong,(My favorite line) "Without it we're listless, just floating, and going through the motions, without feeling the emotions." There are no stops, nothing to trip on, at least for me. EXCELLENT! This work possesses a universal theme anyone and everyone can relate to. The form is a cordial usher, allowing the reader the feeling of a soothing breeze...It's as natural as breathing. The only suggestion I can make is minor, to capitalize the words in the title. I wish I co...
Poetry / Missing you
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