Tag: poetry
group name: toughplanet
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December 01, 2006 02:31 AM EST --
if i string out words and them demean
using them not in their usual sense
but what i find sufficient to please
this heart whose sometime-feelings need saying --
forgive me;
if by reading lines i write . . . more
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February 12, 2007 01:17 AM EST --
You look, but always fail to see
What there is here.
You’d rather that I let you be,
Head turned, back bent, towards tapping key
Lost in a world I’ve come to fear.
Sadness . . . more
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November 05, 2006 04:15 PM EST --
for me, i think,it is a bane
to have an intellect that knows so much --
that knows Compassion
and yet is not compassionate,
that knows Service
yet does not serve,
that knows Wealth
yet does not . . . more
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November 08, 2006 06:36 AM EST --
underneath white cloud, free,
cross-legged beside green tree
plugged ears intent on Song Primordial
three eyes transfixed on Light Original
Stillness brings forth meek submission
then, Joy!
then . . . more
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December 01, 2006 10:03 PM EST --
i see
you're up early
dismayed
to find my leaves over your lawn;
my fault
'twas not, 'twas the typhoon
that lashed
and battered and twisted me;
and now
i find you've piled my leaves . . . more
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November 01, 2006 11:23 PM EST --
if i will sing
i will sing Thee
if i will live
i will live Thee
if i will love
i will love Thee
oh Living Light
shine upon me!
more
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August 07, 2007 11:09 AM EDT --
I watch, as you make you plots,
As you devise your schemes.
I wonder,
Wonder what it all means.
You smile your plastic smile,
While lies hang in your teeth like rotting meat, . . . more
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September 24, 2007 03:31 AM EDT --
Folks, this was entirely Kathryn's idea . She suggested we do a combined article on AUTUMN, sharing thoughts and impressions from our different perspectives.
Here it is.
She wrote the . . . more
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January 07, 2008 09:59 PM EST --
You may think me silly for bringing this up,
I know that the lights should be out,
But if you have just a second
Would you mind looking about?
The bed seems . . . more
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November 06, 2007 10:03 PM EST --
So now you’re gone
And any chance of children gone with you.
Glad I never wanted any.
more
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January 20, 2008 12:34 AM EST --
When you make it through the fire
And dust off the soot and ash
To find that it's still there,
When you hack through brush and briar
Feeling weary from the dash
To find it . . . more
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December 13, 2007 10:07 AM EST --
Sometimes I think there's not much left
of that smiling face, that eager hopeful love.
Too many years of living
with one bad choice
weighs like a sack of armor, worn in defense, . . . more
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August 15, 2007 12:00 PM EDT --
This hamlet tucked . . . more
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December 02, 2006 08:13 AM EST --
YOU are as elusive as the wind
you are the wind
you are here, there, and everywhere
you are far and you are near
but still my eyes can't see you;
oh! how i longed to hold you
oh! how i longed . . . more
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February 14, 2008 08:00 AM EST --
We hit the ground running
so fast, that before we realized it
we were flying.
The way each curve fit
into the other, and the extra arms
made it easy.
We both knew well the story . . . more
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November 06, 2007 10:15 PM EST --
Here the day is almost gone
And you haven’t even met your ten word quota
At least not to me.
I stand on the peripheral and watch
Your fingers do the talking
To countless . . . more
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August 16, 2007 02:47 PM EDT --
Where in my soul is the source?
Where does this verse arise?
Where within is that glossary?
Expounding strings of words?
A thought congeals and in a flash
A sequence of ordered lines
Align in subtle . . . more
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March 02, 2007 02:25 AM EST --
Behold a fountain of youth
within your very soul.
A fresh way of seeing
that which has grown old.
Past time always changes
ne’er to stay the same.
And so the mind must
learn . . . more
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March 08, 2008 09:43 AM EST --
I wrote this awhile ago, and some of you may have read it already, but it fits well for this weeks challenge word, sacrifice.
What's Left When the Heart's Gone
. . . more
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December 02, 2005 06:28 PM EST --
A Story Worth Telling
Sometimes rare and wonderful things happen in our lives, and we are forever changed. This story begins like many others with a dark and stormy night. . . . more
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