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Mar.13.2013
My head pounds with confusion,
I'm trying so hard to hold on.
My hands are clenched into fists,
knuckles white,
jaw tight.
But why am I trying so hard
to hold onto impermanent things?
Why do I worry about what has passed,
when I have you standing next to me?
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Mar.12.2013
Drip,
Drip,
Drip,
The rain trickles down
the back of my neck
as I leave the cafe
where you sit~
alone and stunned
by my sudden departure.
I leave you nothing~
but the lipstick stain
on my coffee cup.
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Mar.11.2013
I wish I knew
which dreams were real,
and where my truth resides.
I hunger for a quieter life,
somewhere safe to take
my troubled mind.
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Mar.10.2013
The yoke is heavy,
I'm bowed and bent
from the strain.
Pain shoots like hot knives
through my shoulders,
as I raise my head
to gaze into the hazy distance.
How much farther must I travel,
before I set this burden down?
I cannot rest, nor tarry,
but continue on~
head...
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Mar.09.2013
I stand in the surf,
on the shelf of the beach~
walking towards shore,
a rogue wave tumbles me,
tossing me around like seaweed~
until I stumble to my feet,
now further from my destination.
Each time I stand I am knocked to my knees~
Is the tide pulling me out,
or am I resisting...
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Mar.08.2013
Sitting on the grass
my face turned towards the sun~
letting the warm rays sink in,
like a rich, heavy cream on my skin.
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Mar.07.2013
Dusky skin,
rosy cheeks,
a little rosebud mouth.
Ten tiny fingers
with seashell nails
open and close like tiny starfish.
Jet black swirls of hair
curl around her tiny skull~
Baby mine.
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Mar.06.2013
Honey~
sunshine in a jar~
warm and thick
like a summer's day.
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Mar.05.2013
She is bundled up against fierce winter winds.
Her hat sits at a jaunty angle on her brow,
and the pom-pom on top shakes as she walks.
She pulls a suitcase behind her like a reluctant child
balking at every bump and crack.
as she mumbles to herself,
looking up at the sky to praise God,
or...
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Mar.02.2013
Spring arrived, but she did not stay~
her path strewn with bright, green leaves
moving gently in her warm breeze.
Spring arrived, but she did not stay~
a trail of pink and white blossoms
fell from her fingertips, on the dogwood trees,
creating a carpet of beauty where the azaleas...
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Mar.01.2013
"Sticks and stones
can break my bones,
but words will never harm me."~ childhood rhyme
A stick can poke
and a stone can bruise,
but each will heal eventually.
But hurtful words,
are third-degree burns,
that sear through layers
of delicate tissue.
Those painful words,
leave...
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Feb.28.2013
I smelled the briny, freshness of the river,
as I walked across the lawn
and stood on the hill
shielding my eyes from the bright
light as it reflected off of the water.
Whitecaps~ foamy and abundant
created by the same breeze that
blew my hair across my lips
and sent a sail board
skimming...
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Feb.26.2013
My emotions tumble around,
spinning around,
twisting and turning
like clothes in the dryer.
My search for what was lost,
like the missing sock
separated from its mate.
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Feb.25.2013
The sound of thunder rumbling in the distance,
startled me out of my dream.
Lightning breaks through the dark and gloom.
Rain pounds the roof and rattles through the drainpipes.
I feel defeated and worn down before I ever leave the bed,
dreading the long, wet day ahead.
As I...
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Feb.24.2013
I stand and watch in fascination;
steam escapes with a loud sigh.
Drip, drip, drip,
dark, brown liquid fills slowly,
as an enticing aroma fills the air~
Brand new, bright red, coffee pot
brings a smile to my face,
as I take my first sip of liquid heaven.
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I'm digesting the changes in my life, and sometimes it gives me heartburn.”
About Annette
I grew up with five siblings in a working class neighborhood outside Washington, D.C. I have been writing or telling stories in some form or another for many years. As my old life was dismantled, I found journal writing and later blogging to be the release I...
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Causes Annette Talbert Supports
Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation, RIF (Reading is Fundamental),
Hands On Foundation, Dignity U Wear, Girls, Inc.
Annette’s Favorite Books
To Kill a Mockingbird, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, Jane Eyre, The Story of Seabiscuit, The Diaries of Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Among Schoolchildren, Narnia Series...