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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Soul progress back field in motion The guff Chose, chose, live grow leave! GO! Leapt from heaven's gold Jump started into a human mold White clapboard poverty with tiger lily blooms, blueberry rake poverty woolen looms. Riffs of Emerson, Whitman, Longfellow dawns, mothers’ hazel eyes, father Davidesque form, chosen to drive twixt a Jew and a screw. Magnet of lunacy... Tumbled like an agate into the stream of life part of the dream lesson scream lesson Abuser of power, one who had once roared, Eve shaped now, weak and mewling between the weeds of woe. Care taken by lovers torn. Watched over by pedophile uncles. Befriended by lewd Father of sons. Adult child, searching amongst the Word for the Word is God and GOD … There are so many words Root ripped scenes from beauty to horror Shiksa* taunts seep in with the smell of borsch. A pumpkinseed amongst the pricks of Brooklyn A wild rose planted in the asphalt soil Doo-wop ditty Jew’s bop to a Dago harmony, bagels, bialys and the French twisted strands of great grandma’s hair. Clipped, stripped of family shoved whole into yet another new mold. True believers, ah yes, fanatics all. The struggle to survive whole healthy dipped in, dripped in, a bath of acid and thorazine. Polish priests pedal platitudes to the sisters of St. Joseph behind the gilded glory of the Church. Raped by trust and betrayed by lovers, a rose married to a prickles thorn, so empathy is gained, and a healer born. Metal must be formed in a crucible of fire A healer can not be born without tasting the pyre.
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