Tag: growing up
member name: David D. Gilbaugh
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August 03, 2006 10:17 PM EDT --
When I was six
and my brother was seven,
he made me cry today.
"You pansy," he said.
"You're the pansy," I replied,
with my fist full of leaves
down the back . . .
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September 22, 2006 02:02 AM EDT --
THISTLES - and the like
Poking through my socks,
they gang up on my ankles,
like mobsters with ice picks,
lusting for cotton and flesh
Thumbs and fingers
bleeding,
Picking angry . . .
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December 14, 2006 11:48 PM EST --
I used to be a bright young man; back when I was a senior in college and an intern youth pastor at our local church. Now, I am just the fifty year old “Dad” of a seventeen-year-old daughter, . . .
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June 16, 2006 02:45 PM EDT --
Swishing nearing
Leaning to me
Nearing
Di-elating pupil-sating
Pher-harmonicating
Penetration sense-iating
Sleeves brushing
touching
instigating
Echo's down
my spine
sublime
She passes . . .
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July 03, 2006 07:45 PM EDT --
GRIT AND BARE, I'LL MEET YOU THERE
Hair thick to thin,
hips thin to thick,
add double chin.
Thoughts bright to dim,
aches dim to bright,
add barely sin.
In this we share, . . .
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June 16, 2006 02:10 PM EDT --
Turning the handle
Anticipation
Threshold underfoot
Years in a slide show
Over the threshold
Frustrations end,
defeated
Inside
Matted carpet underfoot
Scanning upward
Seated
on the threaded . . .
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October 08, 2006 03:52 AM EDT --
Saturday
by Uncle Robert (39)
Love has a mimic,
it moves toward me,
invading,
pretending to complete
what is already finished,
as if grace were
not enough.
Love's Breath
There is . . .
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July 16, 2006 06:45 PM EDT --
One minute to find all the dirty laundry, unless you have children, then it takes an allowance, unless you don't give your children allowance, then it takes:
five minutes per child . . .
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February 22, 2007 04:22 AM EST --
My father was a train cop when I was six or so,
and he took my brother and me to work with him,
for a day one night – on the Red-eye to Chicago.
Why?
Cuz that’s where . . .
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July 13, 2006 02:42 AM EDT --
Standing on his tip toes next to her, with her hands sunk in sudsy dishwater,they stood fascinated as they peered out the kitchen windowand into the back yard of his imagination.
"I love . . .
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July 15, 2006 04:36 PM EDT --
An answer to the question spurred by the Haiku Wikawilly Oak.
… … … . . .
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September 08, 2006 02:32 PM EDT --
For my friend Edward Nudelman.
Inspired by the Haiku Wikawilly Oak haiku. Edward Nudelman asked me what
a Wikawilly Oak . . .
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