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| | She is Nervous about her BodyPage 2 of 34 (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34) | She is nervous about her body:
those breasts that she has never liked
and which have grown, over the years,
but not, in her eyes, more beautiful,
that tummy that surrendered
some of its muscle tone to each
of the children she bore,
those thunder thighs!
She has already shown
him more than maybe she ought to have done:
her vulnerability, the scars
on her heart, her hopes,
her silly hopes
of being loved for who she is.
Must she now show him the rest?
Must she now show him the rest?
J. Newman © 2006 | |
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| Lost love may be found again
Posted: 9/22/2006 9:44:31 AM | “A solitary pawn spreads gloom across the chessboard.” Mikhail Tal
Lost love may be found again,
but tossed love - love that has been
thoughtlessly used and discarded,
like a question that has no answer,
may start a spot of cancer
in the brain of the discarded
which may then spread from him or her
through the ether
into my brain and yours.
And soon the balance has tipped,
between hope and pain,
possibly never to be tipped back again...
J. Newman 22Sep06 © 2006 | |
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| When Love is Dead
Posted: 9/22/2006 9:49:56 AM | must she now show him the rest...
well-do we demand that? it says a lot about the guy you are...me...ummm
show me the rest
i think -from reading you-that would demand that too | |
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| Thus Nijinski said...
Posted: 9/22/2006 2:08:47 PM | Thanks, Eyes... I don't think I would DEMAND the rest but yes, you're right - I'd sure be hoping for it!
Thus Nijinski said when asked
to explain his ability to fly:
“I just jump as high as I can
then stay there a while.”
And if, like me, you’d prefer
not to die, live
as fully as you can,
then stay there a while...
J. Newman © 21Sep06 | |
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| THE SICKNESS UNTO DEATH
Posted: 9/26/2006 4:49:32 AM | Death's emissary came
and said, "Why not?"
I hesitated a fateful second
--and was caught.
J. Newman Sudden Proclamations © 1992 | |
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| She is Nervous about her Body
Posted: 9/26/2006 6:36:44 AM | those breasts that she has never liked
and which have grown, over the years,
but not, in her eyes, more beautiful,
that tummy that surrendered
some of its muscle tone to each
of the children she bore,
those thunder thighs!
FULL FRONTAL
Rubens would have loved me
I tell my children.
My mirror contains its laughter
nearly contains my reflection.
Gravity has made me hilarious
a series of well filled shopping bags
hanging on a hallstand.
I try to hate the image -
to superimpose the modern ideal
of anorexic super models, but
the face below my face
smiles across its bikini bulge
and my right nipple
winks.
Won a 1 minute poetry slam with this one.
Those shopping bags are even fuller now.
H | |
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| She is Nervous about her Body
Posted: 9/26/2006 9:24:47 AM | | Way to go, Hortense, it's obvious that you've got some mental shoppings, full of goodies! | |
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| AMBIVALENCE IS A POSITION, TOO
Posted: 9/28/2006 2:45:29 AM | Between intending
and not intending to,
rises the sharp-edged cliff
with a mind of its own.
J. Newman Sudden Proclamations © 1992 | |
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| DEATH IS A SLICE
Posted: 9/30/2006 4:48:27 AM | Death is a slice
so fine
no one quibbles with it,
slanting down, like rain
on an otherwise level afternoon.
The sun's long reach
is deflected. The last of the morning
hangs, unused, around our feet.
We're caught
in our heart's own
hollow, the white slavery
of waiting for someone else to care.
J. Newman Sudden Proclamations © 1992 | |
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| And Call It Marriage
Posted: 10/3/2006 6:47:13 AM | I was reading about a writer
who split his wife’s head
open with a vodka bottle...
Correction: I was reading about a woman
who stayed with her husband
even after he split her head
open with a vodka bottle.
It takes two
to create a monster
and call it marriage.
J. Newman © 03Oct06 | |
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| ANOTHER WARNING AGAINST THE MIND
Posted: 10/3/2006 4:58:42 PM | The mind has its own hand
to do its work for it,
legs that take it
to strange camps.
The mind knows no limit
to its power. It razes
half the world, day and night,
at any real or fancied slight.
Ten thousand of the choicest
virgins, the blackest
caviar, grapes
of an almost unimaginable sweetness
--all these, the mind lays out before itself,
and takes them at a single bite.
J. Newman Sudden Proclamations © 1992 | |
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| Loving
Posted: 10/5/2006 3:42:59 AM | Loving is the hardest work we'll ever do.
But this is the beauty of it:
that we will die, still trying
to do it right...
J. Newman © 2006 | |
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| Loving
Posted: 10/6/2006 4:45:44 AM | I’m looking for someone to fall in love with
for a while. For a little while.
I’ve got a bit of time
Between other things
So it’ll have to be fast
and it’ll have to be deep.
I’m not looking for a tickle.
No, I want something
that’ll just about bust a rib or two...
J. Newman © 2006 | |
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| Loving
Posted: 10/6/2006 8:16:52 AM | I found a lover once purely by chance
We met over the melons
in the produce department,
each trying to decide if they were ripe.
Holding pressing and squeezing,
until, consentually,
we agreed they were
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| Loving
Posted: 10/6/2006 8:34:01 AM | Melons are good
for meeting lovers,
but bananas will do just as well
or strawberries, peaches and,
above all, kumquats! | |
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| Loving
Posted: 10/6/2006 10:38:47 AM | ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
tee hee
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| Loving
Posted: 10/6/2006 10:40:20 AM | | You still owe me the next line for that poem I started! | |
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| Loving
Posted: 10/6/2006 10:43:17 AM | Dang...send it again sweetie will ya
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| Loving
Posted: 10/6/2006 11:14:01 AM | If Only
If i had been twenty years younger
The man who called, i would have had him under
He was everything i wanted in man
Didn't listen to his plan
Holding a pen and clipboard
He had me enthralled
Trying my best not to flirt
But instilled in me , so i was inert
So near yet so far
Now gone aaawww
The gas man cometh
Diva... | |
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| Loving
Posted: 10/6/2006 1:55:27 PM | ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Diva ....LMFAO.....
Haven't we all had those "if only's"?
Hugzzzzzz
Pickles | |
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| Loving
Posted: 10/6/2006 2:20:44 PM | We haven't met yet
though we've had the occasional chat,
but, tell me, is your FA
really as fat as all that? | |
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| Loving
Posted: 10/7/2006 7:21:51 AM | You can bet your sweet patootie
that this heah English cutie
who is not at all snooty
has a really BAD booty
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| Loving
Posted: 10/7/2006 7:31:28 AM | Dear Ms Not at all snooty
English cuties
Is that very bad booty
matched by your two other beauties?
Just reading a profile of Helen Mirren in a recent NYer. Man! Would I ever like to... entertain her! | |
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| Loving
Posted: 10/7/2006 7:47:32 AM | DOWN BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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