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Marcia K. Carson
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Flora Old House I couldn’t end this without my favorite Flora’s Old House. Somebody asked me where I got the idea for the poem. One day when we were little girls, my sister & I was cleaning the hous
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Duel in the Sky
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For A Moment
For a moment
We stood at Simpson Spring
Waiting for childhood to find us again
For a moment,
The sunlight filtered through trees,
Bringing wind with the scent of
Honeysuckle on the breeze
For a moment
We swung on ancient grapevine rope
For a moment
We were filled with childhood
Dreams and hopes
We swung & dreamed of faraway land
And surveyed the ropes in our hands
We gathered fruits and berries
And hunted around for wild red cherries
For a moment,
We gathered buckets of cold
Spring water to… Continue
We stood at Simpson Spring
Waiting for childhood to find us again
For a moment,
The sunlight filtered through trees,
Bringing wind with the scent of
Honeysuckle on the breeze
For a moment
We swung on ancient grapevine rope
For a moment
We were filled with childhood
Dreams and hopes
We swung & dreamed of faraway land
And surveyed the ropes in our hands
We gathered fruits and berries
And hunted around for wild red cherries
For a moment,
We gathered buckets of cold
Spring water to… Continue
Posted on August 7, 2009 at 7:16pm —
A Child Taught Me God Don't Make Junk
A Child Taught Me That God Don’t Make Junk
Don’t hate me because I’m fat,
God made me like that
He didn’t send me back,
With a big red mark of “reject”
He made me and saw that it was good
And sent me out into the neighborhood
To see who would love me for me
Or who would stare and never see
The person that I was meant to be
The mother of soft words to the newborn babe
To give praise to a child when a good effort is made
With soft hands that cuffed the bluejay fallen from the tree
That’s the perso… Continue
Don’t hate me because I’m fat,
God made me like that
He didn’t send me back,
With a big red mark of “reject”
He made me and saw that it was good
And sent me out into the neighborhood
To see who would love me for me
Or who would stare and never see
The person that I was meant to be
The mother of soft words to the newborn babe
To give praise to a child when a good effort is made
With soft hands that cuffed the bluejay fallen from the tree
That’s the perso… Continue
Posted on June 28, 2009 at 8:30pm —
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“Are you crazy?” I yelled, rushing toward the bathroom door. He followed closely on my heels. As he grabbed the knob, I was able to lock it. I noted the look and color of his eyes as our eyes met.
They were reddish gray with rage in the corner.
“Open this door, you fucking slut. I promise I’m going to slit your throat,” he warned, shaking the knob.
“Don’t catch a charge,” I stammered. My warning went unheard.
“I’m going to strangle you.”
I gasped, holding my chest.
“I’ve kept detailed notes in a safe place,” I said in a shaky voice. “They’re going to know you were here.”
Silence ensued.
“Okay, okay. I’m not going to hurt you,” he said. “You shouldn’t have mentioned my wife. You better come out now so we can make this quick.”
He spoke in a calm manner.
I was scared senseless.
As I looked at the doorknob, I knew that he would kill me if he got on the other side of the door.
Who did he assume he was dealing with, booboo the fool?
“I’ll call the cops if you don’t leave,” I warned. “I hope we can put this mishap behind us.”
While I stood by the door trembling, Warryn got quiet. I debated making a bogus call to the police in order to make him leave peacefully, but my cell phone was on the other side of the door.
“Warryn,” I stammered. “I told you I won’t tell. I meant it. Your family and everything you hold so dear will remain intact.”