Tag: girl
member name: Terry Collett
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September 15, 2008 01:55 AM EDT --
All that way
Only to be told by Jude
That he had another,
Some girl he'd met
At the shop he worked,
Some flirt,
Some piece of skirt,
Tess thought,
Fighting back tears,
Not giving . . .
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January 15, 2008 12:53 PM EST --
Emily Gight was in love; she knew she was and wanted everyone else to know as well, but her family and few friends seemed to think it a phase she was going through, or a misunderstanding on her part what . . .
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February 29, 2008 04:01 PM EST --
No one
Could have this much love
All at once, she felt,
And wondered
If it was one big gush of feeling
Seeping through her
From that kiss
From the guy
In the funny hat
With the deep . . .
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August 21, 2007 03:22 PM EDT --
Bonnie remembered the beatings; spankings; the nightly molestations in the dark room; the whispered taunts; drunken rages; head slaps against the walls; the far off calls of her mother downstairs.
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August 31, 2007 03:22 AM EDT --
Louise sat on the desk with the typewriter close to her leg; her elbow resting on the top of it; a pencil in her hand, looking down at the sheet of paper that Louis had her write. Louis stood looking . . .
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December 23, 2007 02:36 AM EST --
They'll say that God had need of her
Before her time,
That angels sought her company
For beauty's sake
In mind or soul,
That stars will shine far brighter
In the night of all their dread . . .
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February 02, 2008 04:02 AM EST --
"If she'd got herself with kid
By any other feller than that there Brodskyn,
I'd a tanned her hide
The colour of the setting sun,"
Magdalene Mogfish's daddy said,
Looking . . .
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February 17, 2008 07:45 AM EST --
"Are we there yet?"
The girl asked,
Pulling her father's sleeve,
Trying to make out
His features
In the muted light
That came through
Cracks of the cattle truck,
Listening . . .
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March 01, 2008 03:20 AM EST --
She was so
Overwhelmed
By his words
That she threw
Herself at
Him and made
A complete
Wide-eyed fool
Of herself
By being
So pretty
In a cool
Party of
Dumbstruck broads
That . . .
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May 02, 2008 02:37 AM EDT --
Beware of men,
Her mother said,
Beware of their
Promises like
Pauper's pay; their
Vain desires;
Their downright lies;
Watch them when they
Seem most kind for
Other things are . . .
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May 23, 2008 07:19 AM EDT --
The girl in the coffee shop
Has gone, who used to give him
Gift of smile and friendly words,
Making the stop for coffee
Worth the while, watching her flit
Like a bird from place to place
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July 21, 2008 02:14 AM EDT --
Over in Gayston Bay
Someone took a girl away
They found her the following day
Stretch out in a field of hay
Cold and grey
Raped and strangled they say.
Poor Sally Clay
To be taken that . . .
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October 05, 2007 03:34 AM EDT --
The fact that she jagged at her wrists
With a knife meant for bread,
And was found dead,
Naked in the bath,
By her mother, home from shopping,
With her head beneath water
And her eyes staring
At nothing, . . .
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October 10, 2007 02:30 PM EDT --
The house is empty now.
The rooms are naked
Of all human touch and smell.
Yet once she and I
Each room laid bare
Our gentle love and kiss.
Each wall held our words
And tucked them safely
In brick and . . .
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January 15, 2008 03:05 AM EST --
He had thought all girls the same
Different only in name,
The figure size,
Or the colour of their hair,
But she was different from the rest,
She drove him to despair
With her deep blues eyes . . .
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May 06, 2008 03:31 AM EDT --
It was the old nun,
Sister John Jiggins,
Who'd come to her room
That night at the old
Guesthouse, to talk to
Her about the life
Of contemplative
Nuns, the ancient Rule
Of the Order, . . .
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May 15, 2008 03:26 AM EDT --
She would come to it
With her usual flair,
Slap on her makeup
And brush up her hair,
Touch her eyebrows
With fine fingertips,
Lipstick her lips,
And be at the ready,
All bits in place, . . .
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May 24, 2008 04:30 AM EDT --
Eva looks in pensive mood,
What thoughts she has we cannot
Guess or if we did be wide
The mark or do not justice
To her tender age, she folds
Her arms in defiant stance,
As if to say, I won't . . .
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June 09, 2008 01:59 AM EDT --
Has he died
Or was it
Just pretence?
Elsa asks,
Walking to
His bed to
See if her
Father was
Really dead.
Many times
Before he'd
Wait until
The very
Last second
Stiff . . .
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July 31, 2008 08:23 AM EDT --
She was Polish, Hank thought,
The girl in the coffee
Shop, something in the way
She spoke, some slight hint of
Foreignness in her speech,
Her tone, the way the words
Came out; but that did . . .
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