when it's early MAG

May 2, 2010
By Loreena St Dennis SILVER, Andover, Minnesota
Loreena St Dennis SILVER, Andover, Minnesota
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when it's early
and the shades buzz like a thousand feisty hornets in a jar
I forget about you.

but when I squirm beneath sun-warmed sheets,
a lioness in the grass yawning sleep from golden eyes
I remember.

later on
while it's still early
and the toast falls butter-side down
the dog snaps it up, mouth like a bear trap,
and I forget about you.

but when I peel wrinkled clothes from my skin,
trace all the places that your lips have been
I remember.

when it's late
and I'm driving with the windows down,
the bass groping at my legs, my back, my heart
like a cracked CD skips restarts skips again
and I forget about you.

when it's later still
and the house is an office after hours,
the clock and I talk about how long a minute feels
when you're alone
and don't want to be.



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on Mar. 18 2012 at 9:06 pm
otherpoet SILVER, Wayland, Massachusetts
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Favorite Quote:
"For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others; for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone." - Audrey Hepburn

This poem has a lot of fine imagery and is very relatable. I like how open-hearted this sounds. Great writing :)


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