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Sail

by ~ejectionletter, May 6, 2012, 12:04:33 PM
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

In a straw sun-hat,
watching planes
craft graceful arcs
in low-tide May,
you're thinking back
to years ago.

Tying knots in sailor's rope,
you wrapped your wrists
in salty fiber
in hopes the tethers would keep you
steady.

But you're still tottering
on the egde of summer,
spring in your fragile fingers,
one last crocus
left to bloom.

For summer always pulls the gold
from your hair,
forms your legs
into skinny slivers,
calls you out to sea,
but not back home.

And you're begging the sand spit
to see white caps again,
like it does in
chilly winter -
because there's no fear of sailing away,
when the ocean
is too rough.

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legs crossed,you tell meyou don't understand
why my brother can't
board a plane,
send himself soaring
tens of thousands of feet
above the sea,
nothing but his fingernails,
little blue half-moons,
to keep himself steady.

why he won't hole up,
in a jet engine roar,
trust his skin
to plastic
wings
and flight attendant
fingers pointing
"first pull down your
oxygen mask..."

why he won't roll up his legs
nice, like para-cord
all six feet
seven inches
of terrified
boy.

i can't explain,
that he knows
that the two spindly legs
of a plane touching down
couldn't ever
hold the weight
of such a perfect
fear.legs crossed,you tell me by ~ejectionletter

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sometimes we fight over how musometimes we fight
over how much I love you

stop holding me so close,
you say,
stop making me feel wanted

we've got to fight over
something,
haven't we?

together under the grey quilt,
cat perched on your pillow
like cockatiel
on wire roost -

stop kissing me every morning,
you say
stop needing me so muchsometimes we fight over how mu by ~ejectionletter

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TwelveThe orchids shivered
to the sound of
raw fingers on
your old guitar,
smell of tarnish, metal
and un-calloused skin -

the only songs you know
are your father's
lullabies and a
Christian rock band's
greatest hit,
four cords strong.

Played on hot weekends
with the windows open,
twelve years old again,
fat against the waistband
of Walmart jeans
and straw hair stuck
to your forehead
in humid summer air.

I can't feel you here,
in the apartment,
know you're twelve years back
in time,
in a different town,
with no stubble on your chin.Twelve by ~ejectionletter

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Perfect linesI didn't know how it would go,
being perfect and
skipping everything in between,
sleeping without wrinkling the sheets,
being precise when I answered questions,
and saying "I'm sorry" when you
asked me why I'd got up and left

so fast.

I expected Iguazu Falls
raining down at my doorsteps
asking me why I hadn't gotten everything
right,
right up until now,
why I hadn't been the person,
my mother always thought I'd be.

But I was trying,
wearing pearls around my neck like a collar,
speaking in tongues,
and wrapping my wrists in silver,
gold, shiny like I meant business,
shiny like I was making more
than my weight

in salt.

SoPerfect lines by ~ejectionletter

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i'm a part-time poet, full-time lover of books and wine.

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Please help!

by ~ejectionletter, Aug 16, 2011, 12:42:17 PM
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Hey all,

I recently entered a wine writing contest to put my two loves to work for me: wine drinking and writing. The added benefit of the reward being cash just sweetens the deal. Naturally, as all contest go these days, it's up to me to get my piece out there for people to see and if they read it, like it, and express that through different social mediums, I'll win! So, here's the deal: I'd love for you to read my piece on my "wine epiphany" (the wine that introduced me to loving wine), and then, on the left hand navigation of the page, there are options to tweet it, like it, plus it, and recommend it for stumbleupon. The more hits I get on each of these different social media outlets, the greater chance I have of winning. Not to mention, I'm up against published authors (not fair) and I really really love the contest. (: It'd mean a lot to me if you took a few seconds to do this for me!
Here's the link: [link]

Let me know if you do. I want to thank you personally!

Best,
Kelsey

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