Tag: living
group name: funwithpoetry
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June 06, 2006 07:28 PM EDT --
pure evil
that painted
whore
in our bed
her children, bound to ours
that dark night, your soul
thrashes upon a sea of unknowing
your black soul cries misery
upon your bones wracked in pain
now
your torment-knotted . . . more
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June 02, 2006 01:53 PM EDT --
This afternoon I watched
a lemon-faced drunk,
slump into a daily stupor,
no doubt fatigued from
his own radiance.
Under his high swelter,
two pie-faced
girls with braided
antennae and jean
clad . . . more
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October 23, 2006 12:58 AM EDT --
In the self another self
An eye that merely observes
Like a camera catches a pose
It doesn't judge it only shows
In the self another self
A lover reaching out . . . more
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August 03, 2006 02:50 PM EDT --
His breathing; fast
Head resting on the floor
His whiskers; white
Purrs; waiting at the door
With his paws he hugs me
With his eyes he loves me
Trusting with his life, his soul
At heart . . . more
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June 03, 2006 07:55 AM EDT --
There is nothing more difficult
than to interrogate
my own psyche;
perform an introspective
autopsy, dissect
every hidden niche
of my soul.
I scalpel through tendons
of consciousness . . . more
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December 08, 2006 09:09 AM EST --
True love is all about ups and downs,
Where two hearts are one, true love abounds.
Still, where two hearts are truely one twine,
Ups and downs do often give a shine,
About who is wrong . . . more
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October 01, 2006 03:28 PM EDT --
Autumns' Sun in golden haze,
Shines out on shorter days,
Lengthened shadow colors all,
As cattle's gathered in their stall.
The harvester brings in his bounty,
Of wheat that he . . . more
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October 02, 2006 09:59 PM EDT --
If not in the midst
of God's most peaceful people
can violence be
kept away, where then is it
that safety will find itself?
Will madmen with guns
violate our every
place where . . . more
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August 06, 2006 11:42 AM EDT --
The Obvious is Obvious to the Sane
But sanity is subject to suspect
Our fallible filters often fail to detect
The blind spots of our brain
When I've dared to assume
I have oft . . . more
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December 04, 2006 04:42 PM EST --
The pain begins once again.
A mild ache
surrounding my heart
Thinking it was something I ate
But nothing was consumed but me
Slowly branching out
Into every joint and muscle
Thinking . . . more
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July 24, 2006 06:54 AM EDT --
They sit in a row
selling dreams.
Old shirts, once-white kurtas,
and nine yard sarees.
Woven baskets in front,
deft hands stringing garlands
of mogra, crysanthemums
marigold and sweet
scented . . . more
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September 11, 2006 10:54 PM EDT --
My mouth spoke no untruths
. . . more
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September 25, 2006 04:18 PM EDT --
The summer past,
I meant to have more fun,
but life detained me -
captured me with bars,
of melodious children,
playing 'catch me if you can'.
Montage days were filled,
with ice cream . . . more
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July 24, 2006 11:30 PM EDT --
WINGS TO FLY
Once I had not a clue
Of where my rivers end
Nor how high or blue my skies
No, not a clue of up or down
Nor east or west
Before I looked into your eyes
But now I have these wings . . . more
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September 04, 2006 05:39 PM EDT --
we all sigh when a tree dies
and when leaves dissolve to dust
we all cry when our time flies
but the circling cycles must
continue writing on the lines of time
and we, our poems keep scratching
. . . more
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October 24, 2006 06:18 PM EDT --
breathe deep beside the living
reflect in reflection the choice in your election
know that death is not what comes of dying
Creation is life's investment in destruction
one . . . more
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March 05, 2007 04:41 PM EST --
That sizzle echoes through my head
Even though, I didn’t hear it
Glowing red embers
Snuffed
As the hot ash burns into her skin . . . more
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May 29, 2006 08:09 PM EDT --
the wind came
and shuffled through
its tired dance
then left without a word
i watched you place your bet
it's time to go
games
and prayers
and drawings
and words
hushed autumn cry
. . . more
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August 24, 2006 10:38 AM EDT --
held now to the hand
you once over played
when first you before
stayed back to remain
deffinition and question
forward thinking, sly
self seeing unflinching
the focusing eye
true-left, middle-center . . . more
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June 16, 2006 11:26 AM EDT --
Kind of a verbose title isn't it? Well, I woke up with a serious case of logorrhea this morning, so bear with me and read the article any way.
Now, on to what I really want . . . more
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