Tag: poetry
group name: gathercreativity
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February 09, 2008 02:04 AM EST --
AVALON
Skeptics sightless to magic screened portal.
Toads croak hints, fireflys signal path.
Truly young at heart dare venture.
Beyond the end of rainbows
imps, elves, pixies reside. . . . more
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June 04, 2007 04:09 PM EDT --
Do I dream?
I do.
I dream of knights impassioned, chargers racing beneath them.
Of knights—men of strength, of conviction, of honor.
I dream . . . more
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May 27, 2007 03:29 PM EDT --
When our fingers cross
Intertwined beneath the folds
Of the covers they get lost
Our bodies together mold
A long and drawn out kiss
The lips smooth they do touch
Tongues and moisture mix
And left . . . more
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September 26, 2007 08:11 PM EDT --
Ode to Arethusa
Among the tares of the soft earth
Your rare pink head flares, watching,
Aware. Soft rustlings,... . . . more
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June 06, 2007 05:01 PM EDT --
Steady.
Strong.
Stalwart?
He often is.
Able to withstand the attack, the battle, the onslaught.
He is the bulwark, the implacable wall. He is the barbican.
No vanquished, . . . more
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October 04, 2006 11:04 PM EDT --
I walked in
It's about 20 degrees warmer
In there than out there
The dread weighs heavy
But I keep walking
Knowing the boxes will way less
It's dark in there
But the fluorescent light will glare . . . more
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November 15, 2007 04:42 PM EST --
'You have chosen me from low estate to be your queen and companion, far beyond my desert or desire; if, then, you found me worthy of such honor, . . . more
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November 21, 2007 10:48 AM EST --
Tempera men tal " Men "
I realized my predica men t when my mind com men ced with worri men t.
I've thought of all sorts of men , from cattle men with taut abdo men s to . . . more
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October 04, 2006 10:55 PM EDT --
It's not so bad
Is it
Or is it
It's not so good either
I suppose it could be worse
Though it certainly could be better
It may change for the better
But I wouldn't bet on it
That's the . . . more
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January 04, 2008 09:38 PM EST --
Sacred Cycle
Searching the dry bed
Oaths and offerings ignored
Turquoise blue treasured
Firelight casts dancing trance
Beat the earth with dripping sweat
Sweep the . . . more
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March 28, 2007 04:29 AM EDT --
I
My favorite season arrived the day I
Started a new life with my soulmate
Fog and rain greeted guests
Disorienting even the best navigators
II
Day and night meet each . . . more
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July 23, 2008 09:10 PM EDT --
He was but a whisper.
Not knowing that human tears
Could drown the beauty of a quiet face,
he walked cold and ghostlike,
Among other men a statue
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July 23, 2008 10:36 AM EDT --
Chana's DangerousMission
To: Boris, Isis, Selene & Thomas
From: Chana
Re: Poetic Impossible
I have always seen these two songs as companions. There are veiled references to drugs . . . more
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April 07, 2008 02:19 PM EDT --
Looking through your eyes
You started doubting
Wondering when the world will be free
You started doubting
You wrote words on the wall
You took . . . more
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August 22, 2007 03:56 PM EDT --
If you are a writer--of fiction, non-fiction, poetry, essay, novels, short stories, jingles--then The Writers is a group for you.
Come put your work on display. This is the place to let . . . more
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July 13, 2007 11:37 PM EDT --
At this moment, I yearn to be close. Closer than a touch. I want to be inside you.
You can be in me, part of me. You can touch me inside and leave a measure of yourself. . . . more
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March 22, 2008 05:53 PM EDT --
Oh Spring!
What is it about you
that makes everything come to life?
Like a beacon in the darkness,
your warmth chases away
winter's barren chill.
Earth springs to life,
a . . . more
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March 27, 2007 11:14 PM EDT --
OOOh la la
decadent
sumptuous
delectible
deep, dark
rich chocolate
sweet sensation
mmmmmmmmmm
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November 15, 2006 04:02 PM EST --
it's awlays at night that you write
isnt it
always when things quite down
isnt it?
cause the day the day buzzes
it blocks out the sounds
of our insides needs wantses
it shh shh's them down
and . . . more
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July 17, 2007 10:23 AM EDT --
I'm feeling rather yucky;
My sinuses are dripping.
and if I felt like getting up,
a hot toddy I would be sipping.
My head feels like a bowling ball,
my throat feels like raw meat,
and . . . more
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