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Claudia Krizay

posted 09/18/2008, comment (1)

Laughter

Laughter My home is the only world I can Be myself, though- who myself is, I have not yet learned, The world outside my picture window I don’t believe in, As some religion that is too far-gone for me To come to understand, It is within the world inside, I stand alone, or inside this world, my home, I can be me, even... Read more Chevron

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posted 08/29/2008, comments (0)

Stream of Thought

Stream of Thought Today is an Idle sort of day Autumn-like- Almost The foliage upon the trees outside is Somewhat bashful yet, although It was the summer that I have always adored It was a day like this day, that I was taken away. I am starting to remember now, that During my favorite time of year- as I am locked... Read more Chevron

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posted 08/18/2008, comments (3)

A poem called "Denial".

Denial Along the cobblestone path I walked Somewhere along the way I lost myself. It hardly mattered, I climbed a tree or two, And there were wildflowers growing everywhere, In the springtime the sun would glance at me From behind the cirrus clouds Perhaps only to... Read more Chevron

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posted 06/25/2008, comments (0)

To My Cat

To My Cat You, so happy so it seems, all of the time, Faithful, trustworthy- I know you’d be laughing now if you knew how- With that constant smile upon your upturned face All you ask of me is your food, and a warm lap upon which to sleep, A little loving and perhaps to be stroked or perhaps an Occasional kiss... Read more Chevron

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posted 06/23/2008, comments (0)

My Voices

My Voices Quietly and unobtrusively they creep towards me In the late afternoon, silently and As softly as a young animal would, as if were Seeking respite from the cold winter air. I welcome, with a tender touch, with A little love and with some warm blankets, into My small world, Shadows from... Read more Chevron

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