<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:43:16.915-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Damselindistress</title><subtitle type='html'>"Poetry is no place for a heart that's a whore"

Original Poetry by Mindola</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mindola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16027045278266187427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-8064076376718313721</id><published>2006-12-15T11:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T11:32:52.498-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So Sweet</title><content type='html'>Quickly dash and turn off the light&lt;br /&gt;kiss my eyes, be off to bed&lt;br /&gt;sunrise&lt;br /&gt;sunset&lt;br /&gt;it all begins again&lt;br /&gt;with quiet thoughts&lt;br /&gt;and thoughtless breath&lt;br /&gt;automatic&lt;br /&gt;robotic&lt;br /&gt;Sip of tea before leaving&lt;br /&gt;remote messages over&lt;br /&gt;cell phones&lt;br /&gt;random love messages&lt;br /&gt;across the plains&lt;br /&gt;through time changes&lt;br /&gt;sunrise&lt;br /&gt;sunset&lt;br /&gt;and it all begins again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-4555502548091219506</id><published>2006-11-15T14:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T14:13:11.845-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4 years on Remembrance Day</title><content type='html'>with his breath&lt;br /&gt;i move&lt;br /&gt;and move&lt;br /&gt;towards him&lt;br /&gt;in a sweeping motion&lt;br /&gt;across the floor&lt;br /&gt;so quick &lt;br /&gt;and for all time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with a look&lt;br /&gt;i am cemented in place&lt;br /&gt;and feverish&lt;br /&gt;and content&lt;br /&gt;and sure&lt;br /&gt;of the choice I made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a touch&lt;br /&gt;i see our childrens eyes&lt;br /&gt;in you &lt;br /&gt;and sudder at the &lt;br /&gt;thought of all time&lt;br /&gt;for now&lt;br /&gt;for long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with a word&lt;br /&gt;i am his alone&lt;br /&gt;and see the mountains&lt;br /&gt;we've conquered&lt;br /&gt;and see the horizon&lt;br /&gt;of what's to come&lt;br /&gt;and I know&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-4555502548091219506?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4555502548091219506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=4555502548091219506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/4555502548091219506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/4555502548091219506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/11/4-years-on-remembrance-day.html' title='4 years on Remembrance Day'/><author><name>Mindola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16027045278266187427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-5798725956101085240</id><published>2006-10-23T14:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T12:49:41.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stepping on toes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4969/1558/1600/DSC00470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4969/1558/200/DSC00470.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time i &lt;br /&gt;went too far in touching him&lt;br /&gt;laughing at his jokes&lt;br /&gt;and inviting him over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my watchdog&lt;br /&gt;keeping silent&lt;br /&gt;in fear of being caught jealous&lt;br /&gt;even though he had every right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was only joking &lt;br /&gt;for the most part&lt;br /&gt;finding it hard&lt;br /&gt;to only be desired by one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it's hard to be&lt;br /&gt;the only one&lt;br /&gt;for him&lt;br /&gt;and him the only one for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking for approval&lt;br /&gt;and compliments from &lt;br /&gt;more than just one&lt;br /&gt;not meaning to go so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing would happen&lt;br /&gt;but i pushed the envelope&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;and left them fuming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me in an awkward state&lt;br /&gt;leaving his back door&lt;br /&gt;and his embrace&lt;br /&gt;with my husband in the truck waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking that i was justified&lt;br /&gt;lending mine out for a friends company&lt;br /&gt;when she needed me instead&lt;br /&gt;i thought i had the right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fulfilling the need to be &lt;br /&gt;the "cool" wife&lt;br /&gt;thought i'd take what i wanted&lt;br /&gt;even when it wasn't mine to take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tried to have my cake and &lt;br /&gt;fill myself full&lt;br /&gt;and i only ended up sick&lt;br /&gt;and with this sinking feeling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-5798725956101085240?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5798725956101085240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>For Danny</title><content type='html'>i am holding on tight&lt;br /&gt;crisp breeze in my face&lt;br /&gt;wheels spinning fast&lt;br /&gt;stirring the earth&lt;br /&gt;under four tires&lt;br /&gt;and i can’t think of&lt;br /&gt;anywhere i’d rather be&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;then riding with you&lt;br /&gt;amongst the trees and the wind&lt;br /&gt;finding secret places&lt;br /&gt;and stillness&lt;br /&gt;where creeks unravel &lt;br /&gt;like garter snakes&lt;br /&gt;along the road&lt;br /&gt;leading to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crackling fires&lt;br /&gt;and muddy faces&lt;br /&gt;the laughter that rings&lt;br /&gt;cemented memories&lt;br /&gt;and the light that shines&lt;br /&gt;upon us&lt;br /&gt;if you only knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much i love it&lt;br /&gt;how it eases my heart&lt;br /&gt;and fills my lungs&lt;br /&gt;with the best air&lt;br /&gt;i’ve had&lt;br /&gt;in so long&lt;br /&gt;and i feel like new&lt;br /&gt;and yours again&lt;br /&gt;for all time&lt;div 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Danny'/><author><name>Mindola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16027045278266187427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-115271494848034449</id><published>2006-07-12T09:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T14:46:10.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby this night's for us...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7368/1036/1600/hawksleyworkman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7368/1036/320/hawksleyworkman.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night i held tight to your arm&lt;br /&gt;and asked you to come with me&lt;br /&gt;that there was room on the way back&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;i felt guilty for wanting more&lt;br /&gt;and your deep pools&lt;br /&gt;felt so threatening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my breath got short mid-sentence&lt;br /&gt;and i found it hard to&lt;br /&gt;get the words out&lt;br /&gt;feeling so inadequate&lt;br /&gt;and so unattractive in comparison&lt;br /&gt;i felt sick and thrilled at the&lt;br /&gt;same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your voice poured out of your&lt;br /&gt;mouth like cream&lt;br /&gt;and i couldn't help but &lt;br /&gt;want those lips on mine&lt;br /&gt;I "aint been sexin' kitten"&lt;br /&gt;but I would right about now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guilt seems unbearable&lt;br /&gt;that your voice won't quit my mind&lt;br /&gt;and that touch seems so far gone now&lt;br /&gt;but I am not sure I would &lt;br /&gt;go so far again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i liked you better untouchable&lt;br /&gt;and far away&lt;br /&gt;with your confidence and perfection&lt;br /&gt;on stage&lt;br /&gt;and not imperfect&lt;br /&gt;like you were that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad nothing ignited&lt;br /&gt;but i have so much happiness&lt;br /&gt;at home&lt;br /&gt;that my disappointment&lt;br /&gt;will be over run with joy&lt;br /&gt;when i return tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-115271494848034449?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/115271494848034449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=115271494848034449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/115271494848034449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/115271494848034449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/07/baby-this-nights-for-us.html' title='Baby this night&apos;s for us...'/><author><name>Mindola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16027045278266187427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-114952090968323473</id><published>2006-06-05T10:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T10:21:49.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What now?</title><content type='html'>the liquid moonlight&lt;br /&gt;draped across your face&lt;br /&gt;and you are repeating &lt;br /&gt;and repeating&lt;br /&gt;and I am tossing&lt;br /&gt;and turning &lt;br /&gt;trying to harness&lt;br /&gt;and stop the avalanche&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-114952090968323473?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/114952090968323473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=114952090968323473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/114952090968323473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/114952090968323473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-now.html' title='What now?'/><author><name>Mindola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16027045278266187427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-114796670154677508</id><published>2006-05-18T10:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T10:38:21.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Lost</title><content type='html'>it is night&lt;br /&gt;and far from&lt;br /&gt;when &lt;br /&gt;I saw it all &lt;br /&gt;like I did&lt;br /&gt;in that light&lt;br /&gt;hear their&lt;br /&gt;laughter&lt;br /&gt;ringing&lt;br /&gt;and ring loud&lt;br /&gt;feel the fever&lt;br /&gt;burning&lt;br /&gt;and burn hot&lt;br /&gt;it did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is night&lt;br /&gt;and I can’t see&lt;br /&gt;the way I could&lt;br /&gt;lose all of that&lt;br /&gt;and those&lt;br /&gt;feelings&lt;br /&gt;in me are&lt;br /&gt;so buried now&lt;br /&gt;but slightly glimmering&lt;br /&gt;beyond the soil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a song, a smell&lt;br /&gt;returns it all&lt;br /&gt;a voice, a call&lt;br /&gt;a thought, a look&lt;br /&gt;and I think back &lt;br /&gt;to the way &lt;br /&gt;before the birth&lt;br /&gt;of my new life&lt;br /&gt;back when I was&lt;br /&gt;damaged&lt;br /&gt;lost&lt;br /&gt;and fun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-114796670154677508?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/114796670154677508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=114796670154677508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/114796670154677508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/114796670154677508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-lost.html' title='So Lost'/><author><name>Mindola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16027045278266187427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-114719085426542118</id><published>2006-05-09T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T11:07:34.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Negstive HCG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7368/1036/1600/dark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7368/1036/320/dark.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dark place&lt;br /&gt;that my emptiness brings me&lt;br /&gt;shadows that surround&lt;br /&gt;the shade and gloom&lt;br /&gt;organs fail&lt;br /&gt;as do my moods&lt;br /&gt;and hopes fade&lt;br /&gt;with malfunction&lt;br /&gt;empty and &lt;br /&gt;sad &lt;br /&gt;the happy façade&lt;br /&gt;put on for all&lt;br /&gt;comes crashing down&lt;br /&gt;like tyndall stone&lt;br /&gt;the absence&lt;br /&gt;envelops&lt;br /&gt;and covers&lt;br /&gt;like a heavy blanket&lt;br /&gt;and the thunder&lt;br /&gt;with pangs&lt;br /&gt;of lightning&lt;br /&gt;echo &lt;br /&gt;my sentiment&lt;br /&gt;to a tee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-114719085426542118?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/114719085426542118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=114719085426542118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/114719085426542118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/114719085426542118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/05/negstive-hcg.html' title='Negstive HCG'/><author><name>Mindola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16027045278266187427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-114597802651346113</id><published>2006-04-25T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T10:13:46.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost so many friends, made so many memories</title><content type='html'>Someone mentioned you &lt;br /&gt;and I smiled at your name&lt;br /&gt;and cringed&lt;br /&gt;at the thought&lt;br /&gt;1 year not speaking&lt;br /&gt;1 year of nothing&lt;br /&gt;but empty space&lt;br /&gt;and i keep thinking&lt;br /&gt;i could just call you&lt;br /&gt;and we could pull-start&lt;br /&gt;our friendship &lt;br /&gt;and burn the carbon off&lt;br /&gt;and begin again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i think that &lt;br /&gt;you are still with him&lt;br /&gt;and i can't bear to see &lt;br /&gt;your life stalled&lt;br /&gt;and to see what &lt;br /&gt;you have given up to &lt;br /&gt;be by his side&lt;br /&gt;what you have sacrificed&lt;br /&gt;and how you have changed&lt;br /&gt;since that day in September&lt;br /&gt;and that appointment &lt;br /&gt;changed all of us&lt;br /&gt;so permanent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer's coming&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know&lt;br /&gt;how i can get through &lt;br /&gt;another one without &lt;br /&gt;your sunshine&lt;br /&gt;and that light&lt;br /&gt;that surrounds you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go back&lt;br /&gt;but i don't know how&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-114597802651346113?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/114597802651346113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=114597802651346113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/114597802651346113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/114597802651346113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/04/lost-so-many-friends-made-so-many.html' title='Lost so many friends, made so many memories'/><author><name>Mindola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16027045278266187427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-114538639608942140</id><published>2006-04-18T13:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T13:53:16.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much</title><content type='html'>You in your winter coat&lt;br /&gt;And me in my frown&lt;br /&gt;Turned and&lt;br /&gt;Spinning beyond recognition&lt;br /&gt;Arms reaching out &lt;br /&gt;For a grasp at anything stable&lt;br /&gt;And standing still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice clouds and paintings&lt;br /&gt;On car windows&lt;br /&gt;Where hand prints &lt;br /&gt;Drip mercifully on curves&lt;br /&gt;And hollows of us&lt;br /&gt;Bent and lying twisted&lt;br /&gt;Seeking something&lt;br /&gt;Immediate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never lasting&lt;br /&gt;Never meaningful&lt;br /&gt;But overpowering&lt;br /&gt;And encompassing &lt;br /&gt;Sweet and sour&lt;br /&gt;Co-dependent to the &lt;br /&gt;Nth degree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scraps and photos&lt;br /&gt;Sticking sweetly to &lt;br /&gt;My memories&lt;br /&gt;So grandiose&lt;br /&gt;And over exaggerated&lt;br /&gt;The truth has two &lt;br /&gt;Definitions&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-114538639608942140?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/114538639608942140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=114538639608942140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/114538639608942140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/114538639608942140'/><link 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-114469270423842977?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/114469270423842977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=114469270423842977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/114469270423842977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/114469270423842977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/04/friendship.html' title='The Friendship'/><author><name>Mindola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16027045278266187427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-114107095697472192</id><published>2006-02-27T14:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T14:09:16.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Deal</title><content type='html'>Riffling pockets&lt;br /&gt;Rapid scrolling text messages&lt;br /&gt;Quick glances at email&lt;br /&gt;Searching subject lines&lt;br /&gt;For something incriminating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has overstepped and &lt;br /&gt;Strayed and betrayed and &lt;br /&gt;Returned broken &lt;br /&gt;And you want to keep &lt;br /&gt;Him that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your “bad memories” &lt;br /&gt;Keep him in line&lt;br /&gt;But you didn’t know &lt;br /&gt;About the daily emails&lt;br /&gt;Innocent by our standards&lt;br /&gt;But not by yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave him up &lt;br /&gt;And let him leave&lt;br /&gt;Being unselfish &lt;br /&gt;After so much selfishness&lt;br /&gt;On one condition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed him in my life&lt;br /&gt;In one way or another&lt;br /&gt;My life would pour empty&lt;br /&gt;Without him so I would take &lt;br /&gt;His friendship as a token&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sowed the seeds of our friendship&lt;br /&gt;In sandy soil&lt;br /&gt;So many times neglected&lt;br /&gt;But beautiful all the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’d prefer you in the background&lt;br /&gt;A constant reminder of my mistake&lt;br /&gt;But I’d rather you not rifle his pockets&lt;br /&gt;And reply to his text messages&lt;br /&gt;Pretending to be him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me retain our friendship&lt;br /&gt;Because I gave up &lt;br /&gt;And quit and stopped flirting&lt;br /&gt;And stopped showing up &lt;br /&gt;Ready and willing with a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up and encouraged him to go home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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before&lt;br /&gt;Running out of options&lt;br /&gt;Running out of ways out&lt;br /&gt;He grabs the rifle by the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children screaming&lt;br /&gt;Cops in the driveway&lt;br /&gt;She’s lying quiet&lt;br /&gt;He’s in the yard&lt;br /&gt;More than over the edge,&lt;br /&gt;Gone too far&lt;br /&gt;And too far gone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-113589093657657880?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113589093657657880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=113589093657657880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/113589093657657880'/><link 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left&lt;br /&gt;to remember you by&lt;br /&gt;Demeaned&lt;br /&gt;Memories that were mine&lt;br /&gt;as keepsakes&lt;br /&gt;are now tarnished&lt;br /&gt;and i am made to feel&lt;br /&gt;like they never existed&lt;br /&gt;That what we felt &lt;br /&gt;never existed&lt;br /&gt;Starving them all to nothing&lt;br /&gt;You say she’s uncomfortable&lt;br /&gt;with our friendship and her bad memories&lt;br /&gt;but it’s the healthiest one yet&lt;br /&gt;I want to remember &lt;br /&gt;I want you here&lt;br /&gt;for me&lt;br /&gt;in theory only&lt;br /&gt;a borrowed friendship&lt;br /&gt;occasional &lt;br /&gt;inconsistent&lt;br /&gt;what could be the harm in that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-113346439339265841?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113346439339265841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=113346439339265841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/113346439339265841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/113346439339265841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/12/curse.html' title='The Curse'/><author><name>Mindola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16027045278266187427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-112439650588130280</id><published>2005-08-18T15:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T15:21:45.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moxie</title><content type='html'>I’m here&lt;br /&gt;studying your face&lt;br /&gt;tracing your outline&lt;br /&gt;in sugar&lt;br /&gt;and trying to string some&lt;br /&gt;words together&lt;br /&gt;on your behalf&lt;br /&gt;sliding them down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although&lt;br /&gt;forced and biting&lt;br /&gt;I’ll no longer &lt;br /&gt;admit my defeat&lt;br /&gt;i won’t give you those words&lt;br /&gt;you can see it in my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comfort so scattered &lt;br /&gt;in my calendar&lt;br /&gt;I’m surprised by it&lt;br /&gt;every time&lt;br /&gt;and feel so needy&lt;br /&gt;and starved&lt;br /&gt;I’m pawing and &lt;br /&gt;scratching at you&lt;br /&gt;when I receive it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this fake white picket fence&lt;br /&gt;seems sometimes&lt;br /&gt;to be falling down&lt;br /&gt;leave me to hold it &lt;br /&gt;up for us both&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-112439650588130280?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/112439650588130280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=112439650588130280' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/112439650588130280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/112439650588130280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/08/moxie.html' title='Moxie'/><author><name>Mindola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16027045278266187427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-112265212141821307</id><published>2005-07-29T10:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T12:46:13.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Protecting Identity</title><content type='html'>Careful touches&lt;br /&gt;So we don’t break&lt;br /&gt;Fevers burning&lt;br /&gt;Sheets twisting&lt;br /&gt;Toes curled&lt;br /&gt;And I’ve decided&lt;br /&gt;I’m never going home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cautious sessions&lt;br /&gt;In darkened doorways&lt;br /&gt;Parked cars&lt;br /&gt;In farmers fields&lt;br /&gt;Parking lots&lt;br /&gt;And always home&lt;br /&gt;Before the sun came up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother you&lt;br /&gt;Cover you&lt;br /&gt;Hold me&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me&lt;br /&gt;Kiss and don’t tell&lt;br /&gt;It’s all secrets&lt;br /&gt;And lies&lt;br /&gt;It’s all touches&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;br /&gt;Twisting&lt;br /&gt;Sessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish up&lt;br /&gt;And save it up&lt;br /&gt;I’ll see you next weekend&lt;br /&gt;At the Charley&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be the girl &lt;br /&gt;With the wink &lt;br /&gt;And the smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-112265212141821307?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/112265212141821307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=112265212141821307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/112265212141821307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/112265212141821307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/07/protecting-identity.html' title='Protecting Identity'/><author><name>Mindola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16027045278266187427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-112146327803970907</id><published>2005-07-15T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T16:34:38.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Toes Curled</title><content type='html'>twist me up and ring me out&lt;br /&gt;like you did that night&lt;br /&gt;beneath those stars&lt;br /&gt;i’m convinced&lt;br /&gt;you are nonchalant &lt;br /&gt;and my toes are curled&lt;br /&gt;at the sight of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your girlfriend came up &lt;br /&gt;to me at that social &lt;br /&gt;that night&lt;br /&gt;eager for a fight &lt;br /&gt;then later intoxicated &lt;br /&gt;enough&lt;br /&gt;to open her mouth,&lt;br /&gt;spill that she was always &lt;br /&gt;jealous of me &lt;br /&gt;our friendship&lt;br /&gt;and the way we are&lt;br /&gt;together &lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;i couldn’t bring myself&lt;br /&gt;to tell her&lt;br /&gt;she had every right to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that early early dawn i returned&lt;br /&gt;dropped off by another&lt;br /&gt;i found you curled up &lt;br /&gt;in my car and i was so afraid &lt;br /&gt;you’d be jealous&lt;br /&gt;at least i hoped you &lt;br /&gt;would&lt;br /&gt;or be fuming&lt;br /&gt;or be anything &lt;br /&gt;but neutral&lt;br /&gt;or numb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never wanted a definition &lt;br /&gt;of our relationship&lt;br /&gt;everyone else &lt;br /&gt;was so eager&lt;br /&gt;i don’t feel &lt;br /&gt;i ever got a fair &lt;br /&gt;chance&lt;br /&gt;you bit me off &lt;br /&gt;piece by piece&lt;br /&gt;tried to save me for later&lt;br /&gt;but i wouldn’t keep&lt;br /&gt;and i wouldn’t stay&lt;br /&gt;so disenchanted &lt;br /&gt;so naïve&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-112146327803970907?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/112146327803970907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=112146327803970907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/112146327803970907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/112146327803970907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/07/toes-curled.html' title='Toes Curled'/><author><name>Mindola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16027045278266187427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-112015892796870571</id><published>2005-06-30T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T14:15:30.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Transparent</title><content type='html'>shoved aside&lt;br /&gt;and expected to &lt;br /&gt;move&lt;br /&gt;as if they knew&lt;br /&gt;my politeness would prevail&lt;br /&gt;and my &lt;br /&gt;self-consciousness&lt;br /&gt;would come &lt;br /&gt;out &lt;br /&gt;for all to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would it take&lt;br /&gt;to make them &lt;br /&gt;open their eyes&lt;br /&gt;and notice&lt;br /&gt;that i was here all &lt;br /&gt;along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have earned&lt;br /&gt;but never received&lt;br /&gt;your respect&lt;br /&gt;i have battled&lt;br /&gt;and lost lots&lt;br /&gt;suffered great&lt;br /&gt;and still standing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you are still&lt;br /&gt;shoving past me&lt;br /&gt;with no regard&lt;br /&gt;or respect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is my beauty &lt;br /&gt;non-existent &lt;br /&gt;not up to par&lt;br /&gt;that i don’t &lt;br /&gt;measure up&lt;br /&gt;and not &lt;br /&gt;worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what it would &lt;br /&gt;take for a simple&lt;br /&gt;nice gesture&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-111938805783550493</id><published>2005-06-21T16:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T16:07:37.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>swamped</title><content type='html'>drained &lt;br /&gt;to the point of&lt;br /&gt;exhaustion&lt;br /&gt;counting pennies&lt;br /&gt;and hoping&lt;br /&gt;the power&lt;br /&gt;will stay on tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clutching our&lt;br /&gt;lifeboat&lt;br /&gt;crashing upon waves&lt;br /&gt;amazed at how&lt;br /&gt;we are still afloat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broke&lt;br /&gt;in every sense of the &lt;br /&gt;word&lt;br /&gt;on cash, and promises&lt;br /&gt;and favors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tearing at the root&lt;br /&gt;of our foundation&lt;br /&gt;of our relationship&lt;br /&gt;and i hope&lt;br /&gt;we can get over this&lt;br /&gt;someday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-111938805783550493?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111938805783550493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=111938805783550493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/111938805783550493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/111938805783550493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/06/swamped.html' title='swamped'/><author><name>Mindola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16027045278266187427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-111938664098894154</id><published>2005-06-21T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T15:44:00.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fierce Friendship</title><content type='html'>our fierce friendship&lt;br /&gt;ignited rapidly, &lt;br /&gt;and more powerful&lt;br /&gt;than i had thought&lt;br /&gt;i felt ever&lt;br /&gt;before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;binge hangouts&lt;br /&gt;constant turmoil&lt;br /&gt;with him&lt;br /&gt;but not with us&lt;br /&gt;recurring cries on&lt;br /&gt;my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;bleeding heart&lt;br /&gt;crying wolf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you left at 10&lt;br /&gt;august 7th&lt;br /&gt;left my side&lt;br /&gt;as if you had &lt;br /&gt;done your duty&lt;br /&gt;and left with him&lt;br /&gt;and his tempered lies&lt;br /&gt;once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recalling the day&lt;br /&gt;that guy you knew&lt;br /&gt;hit you&lt;br /&gt;repeatedly,&lt;br /&gt;in the face, and i cried &lt;br /&gt;and worried&lt;br /&gt;and told my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you dropped all charges&lt;br /&gt;and lied in court&lt;br /&gt;for all the wrong reasons&lt;br /&gt;and you stumbled and &lt;br /&gt;stepped off&lt;br /&gt;that pedestal &lt;br /&gt;i put you on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;consenting to his &lt;br /&gt;intimidation&lt;br /&gt;you went to that clinic&lt;br /&gt;and i watched our friendship &lt;br /&gt;die that day &lt;br /&gt;and i couldn’t believe&lt;br /&gt;it would end like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it’s been months since&lt;br /&gt;we have spoken&lt;br /&gt;it’s too hard to &lt;br /&gt;keep this friendship &lt;br /&gt;together&lt;br /&gt;i loved you too much&lt;br /&gt;too see you change &lt;br /&gt;from that to this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-111938664098894154?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111938664098894154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=111938664098894154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/111938664098894154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/111938664098894154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/06/fierce-friendship.html' title='Fierce Friendship'/><author><name>Mindola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16027045278266187427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-111816852950994329</id><published>2005-06-07T13:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T13:25:25.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://passagesmb.com/ObitPhoto/1151134.jpg"&gt;Grandma&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are ready&lt;br /&gt;but I am not ready&lt;br /&gt;to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your spark burned so bright&lt;br /&gt;but now a bare flicker&lt;br /&gt;intensity fading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are ready&lt;br /&gt;but I can’t imagine&lt;br /&gt;my life without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a mirror reflection&lt;br /&gt;but I could only hope&lt;br /&gt;to emulate you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are ready&lt;br /&gt;a life so long&lt;br /&gt;but time together so brief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m angry that I can’t ask&lt;br /&gt;for anymore time&lt;br /&gt;together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are ready&lt;br /&gt;but we could never be&lt;br /&gt;not for a million years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heartbreak, struggles&lt;br /&gt;and sickness, you overcame &lt;br /&gt;to replace it all with love and joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are ready&lt;br /&gt;but you could never imagine&lt;br /&gt;the mark you have left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humor and sarcasm&lt;br /&gt;charming us all&lt;br /&gt;and always left us always smiling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-111816852950994329?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-111722147138874484</id><published>2005-05-27T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T14:17:51.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Belvedere Park</title><content type='html'>Your rain glistened face&lt;br /&gt;Reflects the stars that light the dark&lt;br /&gt;Clouds form around your mouth &lt;br /&gt;Through Belvedere Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hands laced and crisscrossed&lt;br /&gt;Too careful on stepping-stones&lt;br /&gt;Viscous words not slipping out&lt;br /&gt;With this cold chilling our bones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minds flicker flashing thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Soak up the company of one another&lt;br /&gt;Meandering through paper trails&lt;br /&gt;Stifling silence we seek to smother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough, times so brief?&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough, have we changed?&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough, to keep us like this?&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough, to float us over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light around your face&lt;br /&gt;I can see what I will miss&lt;br /&gt;Your grip on my fingers&lt;br /&gt;So severe I feel this bliss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissing your neck feels warm&lt;br /&gt;Frosty touches our last chance&lt;br /&gt;Rain falls haphazardly around us&lt;br /&gt;Plinking symphony in a trance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night my love but for now&lt;br /&gt;May sleep come easy when it’s dark&lt;br /&gt;2 Weeks till your return &lt;br /&gt;Another rendezvous in Belvedere Park&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-111722147138874484?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111722147138874484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Ex</title><content type='html'>Figures I’d find you here tonight&lt;br /&gt;Parked outside&lt;br /&gt;Head in your hands&lt;br /&gt;Till I pass by &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That feeling between my toes&lt;br /&gt;Has now reached my stomach&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t see this going &lt;br /&gt;Anywhere good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pull at me, push me, &lt;br /&gt;I’m so beyond this&lt;br /&gt;I’m numb&lt;br /&gt;I’m smarter than you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re gripping the wheel like&lt;br /&gt;It was my neck &lt;br /&gt;And I keep walking&lt;br /&gt;I’m not stopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure I’ll see you driving &lt;br /&gt;Past my house&lt;br /&gt;Later anyways&lt;br /&gt;As always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s too bad &lt;br /&gt;it turned out this&lt;br /&gt;way &lt;br /&gt;I may accept some blame&lt;br /&gt;But now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so beyond this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-111653004825331305?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111653004825331305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=111653004825331305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/111653004825331305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/111653004825331305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/ex.html' title='The Ex'/><author><name>Mindola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16027045278266187427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-111652996376445170</id><published>2005-05-19T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T14:12:43.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adonis</title><content type='html'>So sudden and quick &lt;br /&gt;Like a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;You were blown in &lt;br /&gt;And out of my life &lt;br /&gt;In such a brief span&lt;br /&gt;Extreme and exuberant&lt;br /&gt;Passion so motivated &lt;br /&gt;By music&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t have time to &lt;br /&gt;Breathe&lt;br /&gt;That beauty that surrounded &lt;br /&gt;you while on stage&lt;br /&gt;left me stunned&lt;br /&gt;and an unwilling groupie&lt;br /&gt;It seemed I couldn’t think &lt;br /&gt;Of anything else&lt;br /&gt;All excuses were for you&lt;br /&gt;You made me scared&lt;br /&gt;But it turned me on&lt;br /&gt;And I think your words&lt;br /&gt;Undressed me faster &lt;br /&gt;Than your fingers ever could&lt;br /&gt;But as fast as I was in your arms&lt;br /&gt;This was quicker to end&lt;br /&gt;I was excited to &lt;br /&gt;Feel this way again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-111652996376445170?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111652996376445170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=111652996376445170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/111652996376445170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/111652996376445170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/adonis.html' title='Adonis'/><author><name>Mindola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16027045278266187427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-111652965272398589</id><published>2005-05-19T16:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T14:07:32.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Change</title><content type='html'>I can’t believe you are so far away&lt;br /&gt;Feels just like I saw you today&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe how far you’ve strayed&lt;br /&gt;When I left you in the same shape as me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see you next will you hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;And tell me to shut off the light&lt;br /&gt;So I can hear you breathe and feel alright&lt;br /&gt;And believe everything will be ok again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t think it will end like this&lt;br /&gt;My stories never end in bliss&lt;br /&gt;Or a movie star fashion kiss&lt;br /&gt;I’m so used to walking home alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are too much like a stranger to me&lt;br /&gt;Where we went wrong, it’s hard to see&lt;br /&gt;After the fire we are only left with debris&lt;br /&gt;And I am left cleaning up the mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think things will ever change&lt;br /&gt;Our friendship was one we had to rearrange&lt;br /&gt;Everything was perfect but now it’s all strange&lt;br /&gt;And I wish things were like they used to be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-111652965272398589?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111652965272398589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=111652965272398589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/111652965272398589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/111652965272398589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/change.html' title='The Change'/><author><name>Mindola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16027045278266187427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-111584188836054962</id><published>2005-05-11T16:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T15:04:48.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Had</title><content type='html'>You brutalize my confidence&lt;br /&gt;while I am sinking into the floor&lt;br /&gt;creepy crawling past so you won’t see&lt;br /&gt;underneath you sly comments&lt;br /&gt;but meanwhile always&lt;br /&gt;perched at the corners of your eye&lt;br /&gt;While I’ve seen you naked, &lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen you much clearly now&lt;br /&gt;pro’s, con’s and all that stuff&lt;br /&gt;maybe it wasn’t so cool&lt;br /&gt;as I wanted it to be&lt;br /&gt;or maybe I came up a bit short&lt;br /&gt;I thought it could be so much more&lt;br /&gt;I keep slipping past you all day long&lt;br /&gt;trying to avoid awkward situations&lt;br /&gt;or your loud voice booming, &lt;br /&gt;trying to be one of the boys&lt;br /&gt;when you aren’t fooling me at all&lt;br /&gt;You make me want to jump&lt;br /&gt;up and down to make you notice me&lt;br /&gt;the way you did that night&lt;br /&gt;I almost fell apart it was amazing&lt;br /&gt;You are much younger and maybe&lt;br /&gt;I can chalk it up to that &lt;br /&gt;feel better&lt;br /&gt;and less rejected&lt;br /&gt;and not so cheated out of &lt;br /&gt;something I never had&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-111584188836054962?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111584188836054962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=111584188836054962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/111584188836054962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/111584188836054962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/never-had.html' title='Never Had'/><author><name>Mindola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16027045278266187427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-111584175784415865</id><published>2005-05-11T15:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T15:02:37.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In love and in Whistler</title><content type='html'>1 year ago today &lt;br /&gt;we were in love and in Whistler&lt;br /&gt;and at that moment&lt;br /&gt;I truly understood the &lt;br /&gt;meaning of perfection&lt;br /&gt;Even though my whole&lt;br /&gt;existence&lt;br /&gt;Changed so dramatically &lt;br /&gt;1 year ago today&lt;br /&gt;we were in love and in Whistler&lt;br /&gt;my how some things change&lt;br /&gt;Some of the words you spoke to me&lt;br /&gt;altered my whole life&lt;br /&gt;and my whole vision of you&lt;br /&gt;1 year ago &lt;br /&gt;we were in love and in Whistler&lt;br /&gt;and I never would have thought&lt;br /&gt;we’d end up here&lt;br /&gt;I think I lost my love in it’s woods&lt;br /&gt;and my friendship in it’s ocean&lt;br /&gt;and all my trust up on that mountain&lt;br /&gt;We’d have to go back there to ever&lt;br /&gt;get it back again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-111584175784415865?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-111584155879075421</id><published>2005-05-11T14:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T14:59:18.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday Night Car Ride</title><content type='html'>You are looking at me&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;As if to catch them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are there beside me&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to touch me&lt;br /&gt;and terrified to be nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are there but looking away&lt;br /&gt;wishing you were somewhere else&lt;br /&gt;far from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are kissing my face&lt;br /&gt;fumbling with buttons&lt;br /&gt;and pretending it’s not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are there whispering to me&lt;br /&gt;in a cruel tone, dirty words&lt;br /&gt;and I felt cemented in place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are there holding me&lt;br /&gt;and for a split second&lt;br /&gt;it feels nice and un-fabricated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are there but not really&lt;br /&gt;and maybe I wish things were better&lt;br /&gt;and far from this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-111584155879075421?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111584155879075421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=111584155879075421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/111584155879075421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/111584155879075421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;You told me only a couple hours&lt;br /&gt;of work and you’d be back&lt;br /&gt;in time for a nice dinner&lt;br /&gt;but the pizza guy has been long gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have stayed in Whistler&lt;br /&gt;Or better yet stayed away from you&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to come clean and say&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t know what I was getting into&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was in love&lt;br /&gt;But I was wrong about so many things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ll it’s 10 o’clock and I hear&lt;br /&gt;The car key slip into the slot&lt;br /&gt;I pretend to sleep&lt;br /&gt;My silent guilt trip is lost on you&lt;br /&gt;It’s our last night here&lt;br /&gt;And I am suddenly awakened&lt;br /&gt;And understanding the advice given to me&lt;br /&gt;That I ignored all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have stayed in Whistler&lt;br /&gt;Or better yet stayed away from you&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to come clean and say&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t know what I was getting into&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was in love&lt;br /&gt;But I was wrong about so many things&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-111575280423525518?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111575280423525518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=111575280423525518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/111575280423525518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/111575280423525518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/05/chilliwack.html' title='Chilliwack'/><author><name>Mindola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16027045278266187427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/50/127512753_f4bef55d39_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12768105.post-111573101544544361</id><published>2005-05-10T08:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T08:16:55.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Dreams</title><content type='html'>Sweet surrender&lt;br /&gt;like into a dream&lt;br /&gt;liquid vivid memories&lt;br /&gt;flooding me&lt;br /&gt;so intense&lt;br /&gt;like it never went away&lt;br /&gt;like i was never far&lt;br /&gt;like this&lt;br /&gt;tongue sailing over&lt;br /&gt;my lips&lt;br /&gt;quick breathing&lt;br /&gt;soothing words&lt;br /&gt;but so distant&lt;br /&gt;words that lie sweetly&lt;br /&gt;in my ears&lt;br /&gt;almost incoherant&lt;br /&gt;and with suddering&lt;br /&gt;avoidance&lt;br /&gt;but i am so enraptured&lt;br /&gt;how could i dare complain&lt;br /&gt;terrified of the hold on me&lt;br /&gt;my feet betray me&lt;br /&gt;and slide backwards&lt;br /&gt;forwards&lt;br /&gt;unsure of my emotions&lt;br /&gt;and power of my self-control&lt;br /&gt;when all i want&lt;br /&gt;is the the intimacy&lt;br /&gt;that he and i built&lt;br /&gt;so long ago&lt;br /&gt;it almost doesn't feel&lt;br /&gt;real&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-111573101544544361?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111573101544544361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=111573101544544361' title='0 Comments'/><link 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poetry both new and old&lt;br /&gt;please feel free to comment and etc. many of these poems have never seen the light of day (or been out of the bottom of my closet in a large rubbermaid container filled with tokens from my past lives)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12768105-111566221894304683?l=damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damselindistresspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/111566221894304683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12768105&amp;postID=111566221894304683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12768105/posts/default/111566221894304683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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