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			<title>Her Seasons</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesthepoet/240105/</link>
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			<title>The Other Side</title>
			<description>Catch me on the other sideI'm too far gone tonightCan't stop myselfNever couldNot with youYou turn me and twist mewrap me up in a tight little knotThen release meI spin out of controlAnd I'm goneLostLost in the momentLost and found in youYou call and I answerwith every se..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesthepoet/240104/</link>
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			<title>Ash of Tomorrow</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;~Ash of Tomorrow~&amp;nbsp;The grass-ankle deep. weedsovertake the flowerbeds.tapping her pen on the notebook,weeding the garden, internal.tangled. choked. deep-rootedthoughts pulled and eradicated.The ash of tomorrow.&amp;ldquo;Do you think we need more Delphinium?&amp;rdquo;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesthepoet/239635/</link>
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			<title>The Smell of Whiskey</title>
			<description>~The Smell of Whiskey~Her childhood snipped short.scraps of life. the reel spins.stops. suspendedat the picnic spot where he carved his name in deep.go&amp;hellip;going&amp;hellip;gone.the planets realign.reconfigure.stop her in her tracks.hold her fast.he crept into her nightmares..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesthepoet/239634/</link>
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			<title>Grass Widow</title>
			<description>grass widow 
Function: noun 
Date: 1528 
1chiefly dialect a: a discarded mistress b: a woman who has had an illegitimate child2 a: a woman whose husband is temporarily away from her b: a woman divorced or separated from her husband</description>
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			<title>Eclipse 1 and 2</title>
			<description>This first poem is one I wrote several years ago. Coming upon it recently I felt a strong need to say something more~to continue the story, I guess, or answer it. Thus, the next poem:
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesthepoet/239629/</link>
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			<title>Orbit</title>
			<description>~Orbit~I know why you're always running.Your elements: Noise and motionMine: Serenity. Devotion.Everything: Optical. Aural. Sensory.Chaos: Your Ruling PlanetI Am: The moon in your houseWe: OrbitGravity: The glue that binds.Mine to yours: Yours to mine.Because I forget to ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesthepoet/236245/</link>
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			<title>Mistress Arachnid</title>
			<description>Just having a little fun!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesthepoet/236243/</link>
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			<title>Aporia</title>
			<description>~APORIA~(The Gateless Gate)HERE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; WE REACH&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; THE DOOR&amp;nbsp;MASSIVE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; UNPENETRABLEUNPASSABLE&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; WE SEARCH&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; FORA LOCK&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A KEY&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A HANDLE..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesthepoet/236239/</link>
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			<title>Sisyphus</title>
			<description>~Sisyphus~No vision yet?The knowledge you seekis resistantto mental-yanking.A lap-dog yipping at the anklesgets kicked.Yell all you want at the door;just don't expect to hear the answerover your yelping.So they said, &amp;ldquo;Do this.&amp;rdquo;and you went along,claiming &amp;ldquo;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesthepoet/235804/</link>
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			<title>Profile of a Lover</title>
			<description>Experimenting a little with style here.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesthepoet/235801/</link>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>I still have not decided on a title for this piece yet....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesthepoet/235797/</link>
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			<title>Two A.M.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;~Two&amp;nbsp; AM~One hand rested. Anothertravelled restlessly.One ear heard the silence,another his breath:constant, comforting, almostlulled her backto where she had come from.Intent.One body moved.One body felt the stir.Two bodies respond.One han..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesthepoet/235791/</link>
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			<title>REINED IN</title>
			<description>Inspired by a writing workshop assignment, which was simply to write anything inspired by the words &amp;quot;reined in&amp;quot;.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesthepoet/235787/</link>
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			<title>~Morning Thunder Tea~</title>
			<description>Every morning I get up at 6am, just so that I can have a little quiet time to write before the kids wake up.  This is something I wrote on just such a morning:
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jesthepoet/235664/</link>
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