Tag: life
group name: freeverselovers
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August 13, 2006 12:57 AM EDT --
Yesterday I was writing a letter and thought to myself how much it resembled my mothers. Today I was writing something quickly and noticed how it looked like my sisters handwriting.
Do you think your . . .
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September 27, 2006 09:46 AM EDT --
A squirrel busily doing his fall shopping
Pauses to look at my cat
Sitting in the window
Looking at a squirrel
Busily doing his fall shopping.
September 27, 2006
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September 24, 2006 01:18 PM EDT --
( this was the first poem that was published commercially)
The shaman of autumn extends his staff
And touches the green leaves,
Transmuting them into gold and flame.
But all too soon they turn . . .
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September 17, 2009 11:41 AM EDT --
Hoping in vain for the sun to quickly dry wings not ready for flight while the storm clouds lean to the earth in their heaviness. It was a mistake to choose this very place to hope. Mothness . . .
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October 02, 2006 02:11 PM EDT --
What could more absurd
Than a marching band from Equator
Performing at a poetry festival
In northern New Jersey ?
Perhaps my going
To a poetry festival alone
September 30, 2006
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August 11, 2006 12:20 AM EDT --
With toes curling
in and out on the
the thick pile rug,
I begin to
imagine in my head
The words to pen
that set us apart
and unequal
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Fingers play
the keys
I hear
in my head
Now . . .
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November 08, 2006 08:26 AM EST --
A Poem That Gives You Goosebumps...
A drunk man in an Oldsmobile
They said had run the light
That caused the six-car pileup
On 109 that night.
When broken bodies lay about
"And blood was everywhere," . . .
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November 20, 2006 08:02 PM EST --
Waves crash over me
Salty blue water chokes
Arms and legs treading
Head back trying to stay afloat
Gulping for air
Ocean tosses this rag doll
Looking through water's window pane . . .
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January 22, 2007 11:25 PM EST --
The wind brushes the lace curtain against the side of my face as I peer out my window. The silence is almost eerie, the night captured in a snapshot of the moon to be hidden in a photograph album . . .
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September 15, 2009 07:12 AM EDT --
We have shared some fine adventures you and I.
Traveling together in parallel lives
Crisscrossing often
all types of terrain.
We meet again here
today.
Sharing company before the sun . . .
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August 11, 2006 12:05 AM EDT --
Out of the blue
my lover came to me
Then out of the blue
he was gone.
My love for him
never ended...
Thirty years that
Took us through:
A husband or two,
children,...
and . . .
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September 12, 2006 03:33 PM EDT --
LIFE FORCE
Sun fuelled brilliance
leaf captured,
transforms into green life juice,
comingles with
nuitriant sustanence
sucked from the dark loamy earth
capilloried upward, magically
fuses into
riots . . .
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August 31, 2006 11:10 AM EDT --
Mr. Sun embraced the world with his warmth
The trees danced in the breeze
And my heart sang songs of rejoicing
When ever I thought of you
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September 13, 2009 11:17 PM EDT --
The Good Life - Satwe
Lie on the sandy beach, breathe in the fresh air, take a dip to cool down, let the sun kiss you dry.
When darkness falls, make a bonfire of twigs, dried leaves and branches, . . .
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December 03, 2006 03:40 PM EST --
Catching up
Here and there
Smile. Hug. Kiss
Holding me
Laying next to me
Having your way with me
Rest. Repeat. Walk away.
Door shuts
Out of sight
Out of mind
Out of luck
Out . . .
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February 21, 2007 04:41 AM EST --
Tell me.
Tell me. I implore each of you.
Tell me, to whom do I appeal the verdict,
for this conviction that outlasts my memory?
My silent sentence confines me to isolation
in the . . .
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September 05, 2009 04:41 PM EDT --
Morning Breath
A touch of air passes by--
Air as fresh as God can make--
Hastens to be taken in
By a morning reveler--
A recent riser from night’s . . .
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August 24, 2006 11:50 PM EDT --
Like a woodland nymph
She spins away from his touch
Like the will of the wisp
She is there shining brightly
Only to disappear again
August 24, 2006
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September 25, 2006 02:43 PM EDT --
In Japan they are called ring gongs
In China and Tibet they are called singing bowls
Usually hand hammered brass bowls
Enthroned on a round ornate pillow
With a hard wooden striker.
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August 11, 2006 03:25 PM EDT --
Everybody
wants to remain
forever young,
and never,
no, not ever
grow old.
Remember,
Remember this.
We are forever silver.
We are forever golden.
And our story
will never,
no, not ever,
really
be told. . . .
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