Tag: poem
group name: writerscove
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November 03, 2007 01:24 AM EDT --
Golden blonde hair and baby blue eyes
Girls let me tell ya about this guy
He's wild and crazy and a little daring
He's gentle,loving and very caring
He's as . . . more
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June 02, 2008 11:52 PM EDT --
This was my gate with its welcoming bells,
this my slight entry home.
Here was my rosemary, lavender grown,
. . . more
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July 30, 2007 08:20 PM EDT --
Time to be a creative poet. Today I invite you to make a Haiku poetry.
Use your philosophical thoughts to swim across the Haiku passion river.
It is very easy and only three verses/lines are required . . . more
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November 03, 2007 01:26 AM EDT --
Locked inside over powered by rage
Like an animal trapped in a cage
Narrow minded fools
Go back to school
Trying to hide what is really inside
Lie?
NO, tell the truth
Unable . . . more
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July 16, 2008 06:48 PM EDT --
This article is largely based on "The Epic of Gilgamesh" by N K Sandars published in the Penguin Classic series in London.
If you ever wanted an original of this Epic then Amazon.com would . . . more
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November 03, 2007 01:19 AM EDT --
My heart is breaking
My body is aching
how can I stop the pain
I lay in the dark my tears fall like rain
The truth finally hit me
I can honestly see
The pain and hurt are real
I wish . . . more
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March 30, 2007 04:40 PM EDT --
Filled with butterflies and frogs and birds and bees
The bush across the road grew untended until
They came from the city and cut down all the trees
The bush across the road grew untended until . . . more
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January 21, 2008 11:10 AM EST --
Color of a Peach
Color of a peach
Downy skin newly rouged
Tender golden flesh
Sweet heartache on the lips
Round woman fruit
Color of a peach
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November 03, 2007 01:13 AM EDT --
The first time you looked in my eyes time stood still.
Right then and there my destiny sealed.
True love had finally come at last.
Stay calm dont move too fast.
Time has . . . more
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August 05, 2007 12:41 AM EDT --
Desire #1
How much we share, as yet unknown,
In lives apart like spotlights searing city skies,
Roving lidless, gazing upon the heavens, yet
Seeing neither stars nor each other.
more
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August 24, 2007 05:31 AM EDT --
One brief moment caught in the balance,
lies the wind chime above the door,
harbinger of passage,
cacophony of inharmonic chords
that lie harmonic within us;
In the balance . . . more
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September 02, 2007 10:16 PM EDT --
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Where the freeway onramp ends, there we'll park
and open doors to wild plum trees bent with birth
upon limbs, amid leaves, beyond the fence girth;
we'll take white pails from the trunk while . . . more
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November 01, 2007 05:42 PM EDT --
The more I see the more I feel
The more I dream the more it seems real
The connection I speak
grows like the rose through concrete
Flourishing
. . . more
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July 26, 2007 05:55 PM EDT --
Lovely maiden
Long red hair cascades down bare shoulders and
blows in the salty sea breeze.
She sings a song never before
heard by human ears.
Enchanting and hypnotic
The maiden . . . more
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April 22, 2008 11:52 PM EDT --
Amongst cruelty
warriors displaced Sons and Daughters
from The Walls of Babel
wearing the tears of dark horizon
reality bleeds inside out
pleading with Almighty . . . more
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September 01, 2007 03:05 PM EDT --
After the funeral friends and strangers parted
from me like the river splits to bypass
a stand of sand and willows.
It has been so long since we fished,
except by way of dreams about Cabo . . . more
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July 01, 2007 08:57 PM EDT --
If you offer your soul i will take it and make a deal with some god.
If some god you offer, i will kneel before and pray.
If some prayer you give, then let it be sweet and bring me absolution.
If absolution . . . more
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August 09, 2007 11:40 PM EDT --
The purpose of life is a life of purpose.
- Robert Byrne
ABC's of Sue
A... is for Andrew, my beloved twenty-something son.
B... is for Bellevue, home . . . more
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March 22, 2007 09:43 PM EDT --
when I shout from the computer
banging the gong
throwing confetti from the rooftop
over small, good news
and you
and everyone else is silent
I finally
sit on the wrinkled sofa
thinking of Billy . . . more
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