Tag: writing
group name: poetinaction
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November 27, 2007 11:41 PM EST --
Weltschmerz of the Wolf
Ululate, long and hollow,
Echoing in the wind
Like a pebble
In a chasm of darkness.
Memories of open runs
Across forests and . . . more
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September 17, 2008 12:23 AM EDT --
As Time Flies
She sits at the window
waiting for time to stop
but it never does
She simply carries on
and on an on
She has outlived all those . . . more
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December 16, 2007 12:44 AM EST --
Emotions passed,
like a breathe,
from your lips,
to my heart.
Seeds of inspiration,
planted within my mind,
fertile and strong,
incubating an idea.
. . . more
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October 23, 2007 05:08 PM EDT --
Concrete poem and BOWL single word challenge
...........................BOWL.............................
a............................................................d . . . more
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October 09, 2008 07:38 PM EDT --
I once knew a poetry girl
At night she'd come and sing to me
Her words were like the finest pearls
The verses she'd whisper softly
Our poetry would intertwine
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December 04, 2007 01:04 AM EST --
Spanish soil, firmly packed
Above the container marked bio hazard
And placed just so.
It was an odd, little ceremony,
More internal that anything,
I had never lost . . . more
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October 23, 2007 05:09 PM EDT --
You . . . more
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October 05, 2008 10:28 PM EDT --
This is a poem that I just couldn't finish. I started it a long time ago and don't remember what my original intent was. I feel it needs more though, so I am putting it out here for . . . more
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May 15, 2008 11:25 AM EDT --
I pricked my finger
for the hundreth time today
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May 16, 2008 11:01 AM EDT --
I have nothing that is truly mine
other than the words I pen;
They cannot be stolen, and if ever lost,
I know they are somewhere inside;
Imperfect . . . more
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June 05, 2008 08:08 AM EDT --
May the light guide you,
infuse your being,
calm your fears,
guide you through the storm;
May joyful days find you,
filling you with laughter,
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June 09, 2008 12:02 PM EDT --
What is it about fear
that causes us to hold it close like a lover?
We embrace it,
trust it, let it ingrain our very beings
until we are paralyzed,
and in that inability to move,
we feel safe. . . . more
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April 20, 2008 07:33 PM EDT --
I guess it's true, that as we grow old, we remember our greatest mentors. It's inevitable, since they reached within and touched our very souls. Very few people can do this and they . . . more
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May 20, 2008 06:20 AM EDT --
Your Breath
fills me;
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July 27, 2008 05:33 PM EDT --
A lop-sided moon
Shows its pock-marked face,
Smirking in a sky bereft of cloud.
While winter trees stretch,
Twisting their limbs toward the sky,
Lifting their last blood dried leaves in silence, . . . more
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November 13, 2007 04:46 PM EST --
The muse beckons her
to write of love, and
she fights the urge for
love seems to
constantly elude her.
How pitiful to write
of that which is best suited
to the likes of
Shakespeare . . . more
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April 20, 2008 11:41 PM EDT --
Tired hands open to blessings
which pour from Heaven above;
Angel voices harmonize
to the gentle ourpouring of love.
Tender mercies rain down
cleansing the . . . more
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July 20, 2008 03:45 PM EDT --
She used to count the ceiling squares
above her bed over and over again,
and she finally figured out that by the time
she had counted them all at least three times,
he would be finished and . . . more
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March 28, 2008 11:18 AM EST --
I remember well these fields of childhood,
always green,
and how I played hide and seek
in the old barn,
the smell of fresh hay soft beneath me.
The sun beamed through weathered . . . more
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December 05, 2007 08:58 AM EST --
Moonglo,
night shimmers,
longing
of a heart that glimmers
waiting for
the foamy crests
that crash upon the shore.
The heart
is not meant to be locked,
for it is an open door, . . . more
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