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Array ( [sid] => 82655 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => I dream shrines to my children [time] => 2005-02-02 15:38:20 [hometext] => [bodytext] => my daughter is round
terra cotta
her belly an empty hole
body covered with children
their mouths open wide
in need and anger
I lay pale pastel flowers at her feet
a profusion of bright colors will
frighten her
confuse her
I don’t want to confuse my daughter
I must be careful

my son is bone china
delicate
easily chipped
easily broken
I dress him in red and yellow silk
rings at his ear and eyebrow
gypsy clothes
wrap him in a fog envelope
I keep him moving
he knows they are right behind him
I protect him with my life
I must be careful

they are the fruit of my body
this woman
this man
they are the reason I am here

I dream shrines to my children

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I dream shrines to my children

Contributed by Katiebird on Wednesday, 2nd February 2005 @ 03:38:20 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

my daughter is round
terra cotta
her belly an empty hole
body covered with children
their mouths open wide
in need and anger
I lay pale pastel flowers at her feet
a profusion of bright colors will
frighten her
confuse her
I don’t want to confuse my daughter
I must be careful

my son is bone china
delicate
easily chipped
easily broken
I dress him in red and yellow silk
rings at his ear and eyebrow
gypsy clothes
wrap him in a fog envelope
I keep him moving
he knows they are right behind him
I protect him with my life
I must be careful

they are the fruit of my body
this woman
this man
they are the reason I am here

I dream shrines to my children

Copyright Â© Katiebird ... [ 2005-02-02 15:38:20]
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Re: I dream shrines to my children (User Rating: 1 )
by Taurusgem1 on Wednesday, 2nd February 2005 @ 03:41:32 PM AEST
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Very Beautiful. Love spews out of this like water.

Re: I dream shrines to my children (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Wednesday, 2nd February 2005 @ 03:54:58 PM AEST
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lovingly written, great images:) hugs n' love nessa

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Re: I dream shrines to my children (User Rating: 1 )
by chefhmboyrd on Wednesday, 18th May 2005 @ 09:41:59 AM AEST
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nothing compares to a mother's love

Re: I dream shrines to my children (User Rating: 1 )
by Hiddendarkness1705 on Tuesday, 29th August 2006 @ 03:07:10 PM AEST
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you can really tell your love for them... well done :)

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