doreen peri

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whimsically

you
are an
anonymous
user



i write
because
i have to



all i want to
do is you



Dori Danger
&  the
Chatanooga Gunman


i've been
a very
bad girl



deathrap


hysterical conversation



Leonardo's
Lament or....
Life at the
'Stute




romantically

two minutes
to midnight



a pedestal
for a crown



binary stars



will you still
love me when?



love flame
in 4 parts



sunday
forever
mornings



dry ice
shipment



god wants
more poetry



i could never
hide the
spring



bit by piece



snowed in
ice verses



structurally

allegro
infrared

a sonnet


balancing
act

a villanelle


eclipsed
a sonnet


when spirits
meet in
space

a sonnet


disappearing
act

a pantoum

sensually

what can
i do to
please
you?



strawberries
& whipped
cream



when you
pass me by


musically
artistic

played by ear

all dat jazz

what matters
is the beat

love is paint


concisely

haikus

collaboratively

two for two

you make...

lines

on poetry
& writing


i see
your eyes


a writer is
a gardner


word dancer


recipe for
writing
discipline


the poet
speaks


it's my
breath


other writings

on bob fosse's
"all that jazz"

i once
remembered

conversation
with a furnace repairman

call in radio


philisophically

plastic, metal
& glass


goose and
gander


mate in one


slight peaces


habitat for
humanity


science, art, religion, love


loss of faith
and abbreviated people


these
proceedings
are being
recorded


socially
& politically

marketing
madness


mad hatter
tea party


what about
the poor
houses?


state of
confusion


i went to
the airport
yesterday


duct tape,
plastic &
hazmat suits


phase-lll-
urgent special announcements


reflectively

morning
came
too soon


combat
zone

endgame


installation
of a deadbolt


people come
and people
go

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