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Picture Of Me

Posted by Mary D'Alba on Friday, April 23, 2010, In : Poetry 

Starting from the beginning

seeing pictures from my past

reliving memories

reviewing the years

the people from my past

that shaped me for the present

Wow, don't I look different!

And they look different too!

I remember her, I miss him,

I see it all so clearly now,

as I flip the pages and understand

the sands of time passing

and what brought me here.

Black and white photos, color,

large, small, all these pictures

in my photo album.

The record keeping of my life.

Which year was this?

I think I remember her name...

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One Speck

Posted by Mary D'Alba on Thursday, March 25, 2010, In : Poetry 
Looking at the speck
so close, so close
seeing just one speck
examining everything
about it.
Sure, maybe there is
another speck
but I don't have time
to notice it at all.
I'm focused.
I can't see anything else.
Why should I want to?
Isn't this speck enough?
Doesn't it give all the
information that I need?
This tiny speck,
it's the right one.
Wait, now that I look around,
I see much more
than just one speck.
There are lots of specks.
They come together,
they make sense,
they weave the t...

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The Puzzle

Posted by Mary D'Alba on Tuesday, March 9, 2010, In : Poetry 
~One from the archives.  Enjoy!~
I'm trying to put the puzzle together
where did all those pieces go?
did I manage to lose them?
did they fall down below?
The picture isn't completely clear
I don't have all I need
I'm working on making it fit
this puzzle is tough indeed
With each step I take
another piece snaps in
the picture is taking shape
I see where I must begin
some pieces have been small
some are more worth while
some pieces have not been easy to get
while others bring on a smil...

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