Tag: love
group name: womenwise
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July 17, 2006 05:24 PM EDT --
In my mind, he was graduating high school on a football scholarship and enjoyed racing midget cars.
On my calendar, he was 13 weeks gestation.
In my womb, he'd stopped growing at 9 weeks and had . . . more
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April 06, 2006 08:21 AM EDT --
It's funny what an effect those words can have on you. I expect them from my daughters and my mom. It is understood. They had better miss me, or else!
I have never been one to cultivate many friendships, . . . more
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April 12, 2006 11:30 PM EDT --
How much longer
can we endure these
silences? They cut
like a knife right into
the heart of us.
I'm tired of the polite
hello when you walk
in the door. That kind
of hello . . . more
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August 29, 2006 02:29 PM EDT --
I walked in
lacking expectation.
But there you were,
finally,
looking in my direction.
I needed to see into
your clouded window,
recognize who sits
on your dusty throne.
When our eyes met,
a . . . more
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September 09, 2006 07:23 PM EDT --
The wisteria is a deep purple
jolting a memory
of a deep purple deception
the lover who did not love
the deep purple flowers
given to exact . . . more
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April 16, 2006 02:47 AM EDT --
Hah! Got you with that title, didn't I? It's true too but probably not in the way you expect. Let me tell you about Barry, okay?
I was 14 and my girlfriend Linda had two stepbrothers, . . . more
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March 19, 2006 12:33 AM EST --
Thick vellum slices me
with its lovely calligraphic
curved smile, announcing in
self-important blue letters
that you and she have wed,
so casually you wed
"on Friday, the twenty-ninth of . . . more
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April 18, 2006 08:11 AM EDT --
I found an old journal this past weekend and made the painful choice to read through it. It is almost twenty years old, and it covers most of two years with a few pages of the years after. Those were some . . . more
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September 18, 2006 02:31 PM EDT --
note: this is a pure, unadulterated ramble. by no means a finished poem, but more of an expectoration of words that were choking me, thoughts that needed release. shit, i couldn't even think of . . . more
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May 25, 2006 01:15 AM EDT --
I was 17 years old when I met my first husband. He loved me, wanted me, and made me feel special, loved and needed. When he proposed I accepted, and from that day we were an item and rarely went anywhere . . . more
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April 18, 2006 11:25 PM EDT --
I was reading another Gather posting by a nice young man named Joshua. In one of his comments he made reference to being open to anyone's single daughter. He seems like a nice enough guy, but rather . . . more
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June 08, 2006 04:31 PM EDT --
I am sitting here wondering why some women think they can change the men in their lives?
One scenario goes like this: A smart, savvy woman who has completed her education and advanced in her career . . . more
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May 28, 2006 04:28 PM EDT --
"Love is gentle; love is kind…. Love is, love is, love is….. WHAT????
Yes, I truly understand the meaning of unconditional love when it comes to my family, my daughters, my grandkids . . . more
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April 20, 2006 12:17 AM EDT --
Buttons, coffee,
books and love,
that's what the woman
was made of.
Tears, pain
black eyes too,
but she loved me,
and she loved you.
Nights of horror
nights of shame;
we all know who
must . . . more
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May 14, 2006 08:37 AM EDT --
From the time I was a toddler I assumed that like any woman, I would one day bear children and become a mother. It was a given in the early 1950's when the women's movement was just gearing up . . . more
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May 26, 2006 12:17 AM EDT --
My fiancee died 40 years ago today. I have been thinking of him on and off all day. I was so young and innocent then, so very much in love.
1963: I am standing at my bedroom window. I am depressed . . . more
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March 20, 2006 10:20 AM EST --
Finding peace--three years ago I thought that it would forever be impossible.
************************** . . . more
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December 21, 2007 07:36 PM EST --
If I could go back in time to the first time I met you, If I knew what I know now,
I would have somehow gotten up the courage and strength to talk to you, in person.
My day was shot, it was different . . . more
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July 03, 2006 04:14 AM EDT --
I was a newbie writer, despite the fact that it took me eight long years to finish my first manuscript. One I thought would never be finished. You know the one. The book you have tucked . . . more
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March 17, 2006 10:55 PM EST --
Your warm brown hands,
a man's hands, caramel color
fingers absentmindedly
caress mine,
gently moving back and forth
but unaware that I am there,
that my hands are handing you
my heart. . . . more
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