Tag: poetry
group name: writerscove
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May 06, 2008 10:33 PM EDT --
La'Tuin
The La'Tuin, a poetic form created by Laura Lamarca, consists . . . 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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October 30, 2007 02:52 PM EDT --
I have complaints,
with my heart
you wish
which is apart?
A pain echoes nearby
a thought that beats
a set of floating desires
always ruling me
You are innocent, I know
I am alone, you . . . more
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July 27, 2007 04:56 PM EDT --
Avow
White gossamer lace
Entwined souls forever bound
Floating rain of rice
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February 19, 2007 02:32 PM EST --
It is a frigid, sunny morning, made brilliant by the sun's reflection on the snow outside. I sit in the center of the class, not committing myself to the front row (the conspicuous overachievers) . . . more
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October 18, 2007 09:05 PM EDT --
Courtesy Encarta ® World English Dictionary:
*paranomasia; pun: a play on words, especially a pun [Late 16th century. Via Latin from, ultimately, Greek paronomazein , literally “to name differently,” . . . more
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March 22, 2008 06:29 PM EDT --
If I could ,
I'd like to lay out my memories for you, on a vast table,
And sort through them, like pictures.
I would choose the ones I loved,
And discard . . . more
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June 28, 2008 08:43 PM EDT --
"Parting"
How striking our ties,
our quickened senses;
our broken hearts,
our recompenses.
We'll add to the waters
a floodgate . . . more
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August 02, 2007 10:14 PM EDT --
His favorite time of day was sunset and looking out at the alpengLOW.
The time before the moon is fully agLOW in the night's sky.
His complexion was salLOW from the months
he had spent indoors . . . more
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July 20, 2008 02:47 AM EDT --
You tug at my body
with(in)visible lines;
I flail about, a fish out of water.
You busy yourself with my skin:
pulling me apart with a rusty pair of pliers,
after massacring me to the hilt, . . . 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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August 24, 2007 02:41 PM EDT --
PLEASE FREE ANN B. NOW
LINGERING OBSCURITY
VEILED AND GAGGED ALONE
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September 03, 2007 01:30 PM EDT --
One, two, three seconds, four,
I count each one,
And then comes more;
Then come the minutes,
One and two,
And with each minute,
I’m missing you!
Oh, come all speed,
Make time fly! . . . more
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August 05, 2007 10:36 PM EDT --
This is a poem I wrote some time back, but have not yet published:
WIND WHISPERS
Do you feel it?
The wind whispers of mystery
Oh most glorious mystery
In and around like the soft
Movement of butterfly . . . more
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May 21, 2008 09:06 PM EDT --
"WAR IS SELDOM WITHOUT LOSS"
S oldiers
of daring boldness, intrepid . . . more
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May 27, 2008 10:08 PM EDT --
My thoughts
get frozen in the tundra
beneath the treeless plain;
between the ice cap
and timber line that separate . . . more
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February 14, 2007 01:16 PM EST --
Blank sheet of paper
Hostage to my empty pen
Bleeds tears of dry ink
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July 25, 2008 05:19 PM EDT --
I've been t hinking a lot since Gather's ICE change — and reading comments about how people dislike the new format and hate to see gather "turn into a social networking site."
I . . . more
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January 21, 2008 11:12 AM EST --
At the door. At the door.
I sink and die
Or stare off into space
longer than is necessary .
At the window, louder now.
Seeping in to me.
Malevolent intentions
The loss of all remaining . . . more
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May 26, 2008 10:00 AM EDT --
I used to do it when I was young,
Though I don't do it any more.
I did it in my room all alone
At night after I locked my door.
I could have done it in the day,
But I . . . more
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