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In Mind-- A MEMORYS CLOSET POEM

In Mind-- A MEMORYS CLOSET POEM

A Poem by NANCY MCCORMACK


MEMORYS CLOSET POEMIn MindIn mindwherecobwebs keepa halllined withlocked doorsprotected fromconscious thoughtevils eventsgalore.NANCYMCCORMACK
THOSE NEEDLING PINES

THOSE NEEDLING PINES

A Poem by NANCY MCCORMACK


THOSE NEEDLING PINES,,Those needling pineswere talking againof what they hadseen from theirpoint of viewOld and worn from gossipfinger tip to branchpa..
DUST

DUST

A Poem by NANCY MCCORMACK


DUSTThe dust has begun to settle Eyes cloud over with poor judgment. Feelings reverberate back to their beginning. One could draw a line i..
I woke up Dead again- A memorys closet poem

I woke up Dead again- A memorys closet poem

A Poem by NANCY MCCORMACK


A MEMORYS CLOSET POEMI woke up dead ,,again Well;I woke up dead again this morning,wondering why? Where does all this pain come from? and why am I s..
CRY- A MEMORYS CLOSET POEM

CRY- A MEMORYS CLOSET POEM

A Poem by NANCY MCCORMACK


memorys closet CRY,,, CRY,, OR I will have to HIT you SCREAM LOUDER he said this was for my protection HE slapped the mattress instead YE..
MY WORDS HAVE ESCAPED ME

MY WORDS HAVE ESCAPED ME

A Poem by NANCY MCCORMACK


my words have escaped me,,what I saidhas escapedno copiesexistcarbonengravesthe fine lineI wish todrawupon yourskinfrom eyeto templecheekand bringsyou..
SOFT FACE

SOFT FACE

A Poem by NANCY MCCORMACK


soft facethe soft face of a lover scrapes if not taken care eyes so piercing bleed when one is unaware heart so strong now so weak when you last..
DISTURBIA

DISTURBIA

A Poem by NANCY MCCORMACK


DisturbiaDisturbia hasn't hit you yet as you wear away hidden from view. Discrepancies appear in your so called story left room for argumen..
SEASONS CHANGE

SEASONS CHANGE

A Poem by NANCY MCCORMACK


Seasons changeA heart that is trying to self protect after the fact cannot harden so easily the warmth continues leaking into everything...
TRAUMA RECOGNITION

TRAUMA RECOGNITION

A Poem by NANCY MCCORMACK


A MEMORYS CLOSET POEMTRAUMA RECOGNITIONI fell down again into trauma recognition.My past escaped, and caught up with me.With no buffer between me and ..

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