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Nothing
according to my recollection
i remember nothing
about you
mostly because you
were born before me
soon diappearing
as though the earth
swallowed you whole
i had six sisters
growing up
without a brother
never knowing you
were adopted off
being lied to
about your existence
i don't know much
about you at all
never saw your picture
never knew your name
for all i know
you could be
living next door
or be any one
i might pass by
in the street
Faith Elizabeth Brigham
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Shadows
the light is going fast
and you'll soon see
or maybe say (like
other men have said) you
look best in shadows
it's those high cheekbones
so-called bedroom eyes
the this or that of you
it's supposed to
be a compliment but
you don't see the same things
i see in the darkness
mainly the shadow
of the shadow
Faith Elizabeth Brigham
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Spider In My Bed (Revison)
i found a spider
in my bed
and stood afraid
full of dread
since i was tired
dressed for bed
i dropped a bean bag
on his head
and hoped for sleeps sake
he'd be dead
the spider in my bed
though a bit crippled
by the blow
moved in my direction
albeit the crawl was slow
but it didn't
stand a chance
with all my dogs
fighting for the prize
resulting in it's demise
Faith Elizabeth Brigham
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Stay Green
i want to stay green
never believing
i have reached
perfection in my poetry
staying as enthusiactic
about my work
as aspiring poets
always seem to be
yes, i really do
have a desire
to always remain green
Faith Elizabeth Brigham
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