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Denise White's Writings

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Insentient, War Assemblage
Feb.05.2011
Wondrous ravens Insentient assemblage Syncope of music-daw 
Poem
Pond I
Feb.03.2011
In the still of snow, Millpond almost froze below, A stone pebbled skim.-daw 
Poem
Repression/Depression
Dec.22.2010
And the line grew white in the distant night, as the  train  of  hope drew ever closer.  And the line was bright as the train in the distant night, of hope, drew ever closer. And so it went on night after night,  today's night, tomorrow's night,  hope sustained- year, year, year; And the line grew, grew white, night after night, as the train of hope drew ever...
Poem
Eastern Reflection by daw
Dec.20.2010
Paint across the canvas lies, like moon's reflection of sun's light, for what you see is only colored  by what has come to be, and what lie is told is what you came to see.-daw  
Poem
Tentacles by Rodney L White
Dec.13.2010
Tentacles entwind to form a barrier daring you to penetrate.  The trick is to do it without disturbance to all that reside there unseen for we know no light like  the light of the snow, white of the night, of the forest deep.-daw 
Poem
Mere Shadows by daw
Dec.12.2010
We left our chairs as they were, while mere shadows of our voices, were carried along sine curves of time.-daw 
Poem
AM I?
Dec.10.2010
Normal; friendship is two living, side by side daily. Normal friendship is suddenly, undeniably, peculiary, frightening- when a word, the word, is spoken. But we can, we must say it first, before homophobics give them reason to gasp for air. -daw 
Poem
Color Falls by daw
Dec.02.2010
Unnoticed through the summer light, rippling surface blue.  Floating like the white and brown, geese instincts rising through.   Paint by number, still as you fly, Message in eye burns true, Calm the colors as they fall, Oranges, yellows, sometimes gray- in the mind of fall's decay. by Elizabeth Washburn (alias)