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Patricia May Neiderer

Patricia May Neiderer

this time

shuffle  reshuffle
cut .  reshuffle
picking different cards
this time
placing a crinkle
in time to overlap
and pressing the wrinkle
left by others
while trying not to tinkle
with the excitement
of new lines to write

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the curve in the line

the tales find words in them the weepings from the finger print… speak through words UN-know little smears of oil mixed with du… pressed down in ink, some would sa…
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stuck

in the dream if you get killed you are dead– but are you really? in reality–
frozen fire ladders

feeling threatened by the trees with their icy glares, reaching as if i am the flower and it the gatherer, some call them, others write notes and send them i…
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webbing in the fingers

in times of old it was obscene the character the choice made and history told
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stars of life

making one gear smaller to slow the time can make it holler will the other hear the sound of the dollar
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softness?

you know the softness just before… it turns to darkness before the li… so, one doesn’t like purple but pi… as if the flower petal just fell f… you see the light at the end, you…
fluttering butterflies

the paths come together and run side by side some of us just wanting to hide painting on plastic wrap it will be such a ride
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games of imagination

learning from history only to follow their steps as eternity rolls or calls us home
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Halyomorpha halys

moving to where the stink bugs nev… stink their stink around my nose chew on plants to make them grow clearing the way as we endeavor to rid the world of the critter
ay

the bray is gay in may sway will be okay display the tray play today pay and replay
ben jive

flossing with gold thread as the kitty spills the milk this idea might just work caught in the invisible web glares from the stares
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one petal

the tender curls of the leaves bring the gardener to his knees to touch the softness, stroking it… it’s not time dear to go into hidi… stay and splay your beauty more
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painting again

abstract paint i did again after many years gone by forgot the feeling of the strokes mixing of hews to blend much like poetry, never seeing
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stimulating the lacrimal gland

the tears didn’t leave a trail into the corn field till after the couple was found frozen and dead but left many puddles after
sand slipper

i am the bottom of Cinderella’s sl… not seen and feels many hurts was caressed once when yonder a man searched for his… one to call - his love
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