Adult Poetry

By laurabean

This is a collection of the poetry that I write which is not specifically for children, or could be considered humerous. It is generally reflective in tone, and stylistically it varies from, full verse, to haiku.

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The Wooden Bench

By laurabean on Tue, 09 Aug 2005

With blue checked shirt and smiling eyes, You made the wooden bench under the ivy. That golden band glinted on your hand, Which was rough as the wood that you planed. I danced around the garden, all blue sundress and chubby legs,
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Confession

By laurabean on Tue, 20 Dec 2005

The magnetic pull of absolution leaves me scrabbling for a faith that isn't here. An ache that cannot be eased by the bliss of the box. Dark, cool wood scent cannot wash away the stain which mars me.
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