Teresa Lavender

Joined October 2020

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Mainer living in Texas. Singer/songwriter/poet/artist. Check out my original songs: https://www.reverbnation.com/teresalavender

Check out my art shop https://www.facebook.com/Recycledbytije/?view_public_for=166057120101486

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Momma
Momma, where have you gone It's Sunday once again and you're not home oh momma- I really need to hear your voice
By Teresa Lavender5 years ago in Poets
Martyr
I’ve suffered your elbows, your knees, and your hipbones your sharp, cold feet, toenails, your snoring and breath smells.
By Teresa Lavender5 years ago in Poets
Eulogy
Swiftly we work the tapestry loom Our fingers deftly weave and weft Brilliant colors, flashing needles – Why must all the dismal threads
By Teresa Lavender5 years ago in Poets
Land Of Oz
Hmm, where did I go wrong - I only wanted you to listen to my song Now I can’t find the morning, it’s so hard to sleep at night
By Teresa Lavender5 years ago in Poets
I Am (Amnesia)
I can’t quite capture it – just beyond the curling page, finger-worn and jelly-smeared Beyond to the telling lines
By Teresa Lavender5 years ago in Poets
Spite and Bitter
I know you, you bastard I thought I left you far behind, but there you stand your green and black, tar-paper shingles a sickening patchwork on your roof and sides
By Teresa Lavender5 years ago in Poets
She Said No
She stood by the fire remembering how she used to feel now she wonders if those memories were real she's not sure why she came her – it's not where she wants to be
By Teresa Lavender5 years ago in Poets
Sacred Deceiver
You come to my porch step with Halloween eyes reeking of mystery beneath your disquise come inside Your aura precedes you
By Teresa Lavender5 years ago in Poets
Apostrophe
I am an apostrophe, an addendum, an afterthought, possibly unnecessary, perhaps irrelevant, I am lost in the wake, a sunspot
By Teresa Lavender5 years ago in Poets
I Can't Breath
I can't breathe when you stand so close to me I can't breathe I could fall down on my knees when I look into your eyes I can't breathe
By Teresa Lavender5 years ago in Poets

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Momma

Martyr

Eulogy

Land Of Oz

I Am (Amnesia)

Spite and Bitter

She Said No

Sacred Deceiver

Apostrophe

I Can't Breath

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