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Doris Walker's Writings

Poem
Oct.27.2011
No vibration A stillness in the air We are not speaking I'm wondering if I should care? Is it temporary or is it the end? I thought we'd been through it all could it be the end? Motionless in the bed No jiration no love makin backs turned pillows clinched but not in the erotic dance Shudders in my mind at the thought of my other halfs absence Can I make it...
Aug.15.2011
When tommorrow never comes When the day that we indulge  in the privacy of intimacy intimately never unveils ittself When that big promotion doesn't show When waiting becomes the waiting game How long do you propose that I wait for vindication, I was born with the right to emancipation or is justice simply a fallacy the grand illusion that continues to evade...
Aug.15.2011
When tommorrow never comes When the day that we indulge  in the privacy of intimacy intimately never unveils ittself When that big promotion doesn't show When waiting becomes the waiting game How long do you propose that I wait for vindication, I was born with the right to emancipation or is justice simply a fallacy the grand illusion that continues to evade...
Aug.15.2011
I was always told that the emptiest wagon made the most noise. It was a tactic to keep children quiet in school a sort of reverse psychology to let us know that we could not possibly have good sense or have been taught anything at home close to good mannerisms if we behaved like this. If we were that loud and racous in an institution of learning. It is very well...
Aug.15.2011
Winter approaches As fall fades from the canvas We brace for the Cold.
Poem
Aug.15.2011
If I could be 17 again I would sit quietly in my classroom and not ask too many questions I would study at least 5 hours a night I would develop a routine and good eating and exercising habits I would invest so much time in the actual molding and shaping of my future I would look for all the finer things in life! I would learn different languages Spend a little...
Poem
Aug.15.2011
When I soar to the Heights of Excellence I touch the darkness of the Heavens I roam among the stars and walk atop the clouds. When I delve into the liquid abyss of lava I dance through the flames and walk atop burning hot coals. In between I parent wash dishes clean and scrub floors When I am good I am the best When I am bad I am usually a scolding hot mess The...
Poem
Jul.06.2011
110 Degreez this is how hot I need my shower please Let the sprinkles run down my head Washing the salt and dander away Give me the freshness of the waters drops I need to have them drench me and I do want them to stop Wash me down in the freshness of your saturation Warm my skin with your delicate vibrations Cover every inch of my tired body Revive me in...
Poem
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May.02.2011
Smell the sweetness from your lips as the juices flow from my fingertips taste the goodness of my love as we delight on bright shiny apples from heavens garden above Isn't life simple? Aren't we blessed?  The two of us here sharing in our sacredness Loving unceasingly Teasing and taunting Me With the pleasures designed for two Love's Indulgence between me and...
Poem
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Dec.10.2010
Sacred Vow I promise to love you right here-right now and for always through the good and bad times for real not for play I will love you in all of your inadequacies, faults, flaws I give you all of me. I love you with every ounce of my being-There's no one like you in your love I am free again. I promise never to lie cheat or steal or to give away the good...