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			<title>And They All Go</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;And they all go somedayI have figured out this simple, modest truthPerhaps I was badly informed orStanding on a pedestal of denialI am not without forethought Their faces will always flash in my mindPictures of younger years slipping throughMy insensitive, stumbled fingersRiv..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/240806/</link>
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			<title>Blues Night at Smokey Joe's</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;He used to pollute my entranceComing in from Smokey Joe&amp;rsquo;sOn a reverential Thursday nightSpiced rums and Havana cigarsSweat across his makeshift browSweet kiss whispers in my earMaking promises of our ownFour walls, a dog named Ralph,Laced-yellow crib for a little oneI..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/240804/</link>
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			<title>Holding You</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;when you are in my arms I have the worldthe filthy earth shakes from the quiversof my beating heart, thrashing at its cageTears flounce your shoulder in breezesI can not help but to love you intenselymy soul, you are my countless todayssoil of tomorrow is sown through eachkiss ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/240802/</link>
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			<title>Saccharine</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;I was almost the other womanMore than once,More than I careto share.&amp;nbsp;he was saccharinein my coffeeCould have caused cancerI never stuck with itTo find out.&amp;nbsp;I wanted the real thing.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/235258/</link>
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			<title>Yellow</title>
			<description>Spring Collection</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/235256/</link>
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			<title>Spring Bird Poems</title>
			<description>Spring Collection</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/235255/</link>
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			<title>Umbrella</title>
			<description>Spring collection</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/235253/</link>
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			<title>The Things They Couldn't Take</title>
			<description> &amp;nbsp;You played like children did, you felt different thenThey laughed, you cried, you do remember whenBecause you did not recognize their motivationBut your purpose was superior to their reason &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You have been bitter as months have turned yearsYou eventually laughed, pus..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/232609/</link>
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			<title>Hymn of Desperation</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Dark clouds close cerulean skyLightening claps a slow day gone byI wait, yet sun I can not seeO my Lord, I need your mercy&amp;nbsp;Rain drops fall steadily on my faceI beckon for your tender graceIn harsh grays of waves, splash of seaO my Lord, I need your mercy&amp;nbsp;I know ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/228649/</link>
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			<title>Coming In From the Garage (pondering on thoughts about life)</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Coming In From the Garage(pondering on&amp;nbsp;thoughts about life)&amp;nbsp;This life has been a peculiar journeyNever knowing what the next minuteWill bring or the people who are in itIn all I have met, heroes I'd like to beI have found out I could only stay meForlorn with the r..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/228272/</link>
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			<title>Fauteur de Trouble</title>
			<description>my first villanelle</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/227171/</link>
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			<title>At 1414 Windshire Road</title>
			<description>a story poem</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/223367/</link>
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			<title>In Troubled Waters</title>
			<description>A simple spiritual</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/222381/</link>
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			<title>Let It Go</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;you can not let go so you feel the world hastaken his form. everyone is him including thedry cleaning lady who cares only about stainsand money. walking down the street, you acidly feel his eyes cutting through your skin; smellof him stinking your nostrils, licking your lips. &amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/221483/</link>
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			<title>Not Like Friends Do</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;He lies in my bed like friends dokilling time chatting about lifeI have, however, to taste his lipsor feel grazing of his fingershe does not appear to mindI do not bother with tryingso I talk regarding my day at toillike friends do to surpass timehe tucks into my satin covers..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/219969/</link>
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			<title>Brownie Mix</title>
			<description>I&amp;nbsp;find it funny&amp;nbsp;he only thinks of mewhen the clouds arehovering overa&amp;nbsp;bite of chill isin the aira need to warmhim up&amp;nbsp;I am in my pajamaseating brownieslistening to musicabout the power of loveignoring&amp;nbsp;the phoneringingpretending its partof the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/219963/</link>
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			<title>Marriage On The Rocks</title>
			<description>He told me his marriage&amp;nbsp;Is on the rocksperhaps being somewhatof an addicted person,marriage could be thoughtof as an alcoholic beverage&amp;nbsp;single as I am, I might ask forA shot of marriage;quick and to the point.Drink up&amp;hellip;and thenexperience hangoverat noon...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/219960/</link>
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			<title>Arriving</title>
			<description>I&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;as I child I would sit in my room&amp;nbsp;counting the roses on the wall&amp;nbsp;wishing for a better life than&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;had. finger nail trails on my skin,&amp;nbsp;thirsty tears trailing pink carpet,&amp;nbsp;suicide letters piled on the desk&amp;nbsp;composed in rushed..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/219930/</link>
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			<title>Do Not Forget The Rogues</title>
			<description>a child's ditty enjoyed by any</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/219926/</link>
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			<title>Crave~A Diamonte</title>
			<description>cravelust, thirstimposing, longing, yearningneed you, please leaveunappealing, pushing, loathingdisgust,avert repugnance&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/219135/</link>
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			<title>Lay Your Hands</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Lay your hands upon my breastslong fingers have me blessedpolish my n*****s as silvertip of your tongue, flickertorture me teeth tantalizingdiminutive nibbles trailingcascading waves of pleasurewhimpered signs of treasurewaves of sacred satisfactionspirituality ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/219118/</link>
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			<title>Gabo</title>
			<description>I sat across the cherry oak table with Gabo settling a sip of red wine in my sultry mouthwatching intent crisp green ice lettuce slide smoothly into his. Listening to his mastication.His lips parting to glide out loud proclamationson a fine wine, a prodigious salad with oils,intelligent ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/218117/</link>
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			<title>Unravel Me</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I was mistaken&amp;nbsp;to let you leave&amp;nbsp;I let you leave&amp;nbsp;you left&amp;nbsp;I'm wrong&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I can never dab&amp;nbsp;your tears again&amp;nbsp;touch your skin&amp;nbsp;embrace you as&amp;nbsp;one should beembraced&amp;nbsp;love you as&amp;nbsp;one should be&amp;nbsp;l..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/215296/</link>
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			<title>Lullabies For My Children</title>
			<description>I dedicate this to my unborn children.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/215273/</link>
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			<title>Teacher and King</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;paradise pastI have&amp;nbsp;clenched you in my armscaressing your hairmaking peace of thewars raging in your&amp;nbsp;headeyes of a liondevouring mouthdesiccating overthe smell of bloodI taught you dancesof the hart rovingin the wildernesslistening to soundsas a ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/215264/</link>
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			<title>Night Swim</title>
			<description>Temporary, accepting, drowning</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/215260/</link>
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			<title>Forever</title>
			<description>My hope is in your love for me
My faith is in the sun rising
and so is that moment when
We grasp and not let go
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/215257/</link>
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			<title>Closure</title>
			<description>I am putting an end what you raged in me!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/215255/</link>
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			<title>Three a.m.</title>
			<description>What goes on at three in the morning where you live?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/215204/</link>
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			<title>Cornmoon Whiskey Dance</title>
			<description>Da Dum, Da Dum, Da Dum...and I saw your face...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/215198/</link>
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			<title>Come To You</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Love will come to youKnock on your doorFor a glass of waterYou must give twoIf she takes her shoesOff give her slippersClear room in yourClosets because sheWill stir around Pulling up old suitsLetters and shoe-boxCards demandingWhat use of theseLove will come to you..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/214928/</link>
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			<title>Epithumia</title>
			<description>Ignition of stimulation</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/213525/</link>
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			<title>Card Board Box</title>
			<description>My heart jolts from being frozen to life unchanged.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/213521/</link>
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			<title>Broken</title>
			<description>&amp;quot;A human heart, her soul...in such pain as this&amp;quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/213518/</link>
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			<title>Molly Sue</title>
			<description>aut amat aut odit mulier, nihil est tertium

(A woman either loves or hates, there is

                                         no middle ground)
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/212808/</link>
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			<title>Shiny Dimes</title>
			<description>How is life on your streets?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/212805/</link>
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			<title>Doll-Faced</title>
			<description>A poem about my brother's struggle with Schizophrenia and our relationship.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/211263/</link>
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			<title>Pathetic</title>
			<description>You will then decide your path, a conduit you mocked before.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/211171/</link>
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			<title>Do I Know?</title>
			<description>Nature's little secrets...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/211167/</link>
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			<title>Volcano~A Metaphor on Passion</title>
			<description>A crave waiting to be erupted in the surge of you...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/211164/</link>
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			<title>It Becomes You</title>
			<description>Real Love</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/211161/</link>
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			<title>When I Bid No Good Farewell</title>
			<description>Though weeping may endure for the night, joy comes in the morning~Holy Bible</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/marieli/211154/</link>
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