Tag: random
group name: godswill05
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March 02, 2006 05:12 PM EST --
On the hem of creation, a distant bold blossom pulsed up and the earth began to arise and awaken.
I sat among sea roses hanging over camel colored sand which shuffled to . . . more
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July 23, 2006 08:48 AM EDT --
Ode to Morning
Unrushed Sunday mornings,
Moving slowly . . . more
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September 10, 2007 08:59 PM EDT --
CONSECRATION OF THE HOUSE
For my homeland: 9/11/2007
We all have set up walls, to give our selves
a home, built of what seems most strong,
trued to . . . more
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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," . . . more
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September 01, 2007 08:41 PM EDT --
An old-technology love poem.
SIDE TWO
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you have to go out there alone they say
alone and backward by candlelight
to gather the names and faces of home
and forward into . . . more
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January 25, 2006 07:03 PM EST --
The Station Fire in Warwick Rhode Island
To Loved One's Lost From RI Neighbors:
Such heartfelt sympathy for your loss.
Trying times for you and family.
Life stolen by a man-made force,
In . . . more
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March 15, 2006 06:18 PM EST --
I want to thank you Gather-Guys
For Reading-In on me
I want to thank you Gather-Guys
Your words are dear to me
I read your stories words and quips
Poems, thoughts and rants,
words that cross . . . more
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June 08, 2006 08:46 AM EDT --
Where do skinny women put their children?
I mean, how do you carry a child when you have
no hips on which to rest his sweet bum?
How . . . more
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June 03, 2006 01:13 PM EDT --
Splash and drip.
The rain falling again
on soaked grass,
filling creeks and rivers
lakes rising, roads wet.
Morning errands done
with raincoat and 'brella.
House chores done . . . more
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September 26, 2006 02:14 PM EDT --
what is poetry?
a few have asked.
i don't blame them
they know not'
rhyme and rhythm
is that all?
no my dears,
it's not!
i write what I see
i write what I feel
i write about love
i write about . . . more
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July 16, 2006 10:45 AM EDT --
Forest Drums
The dark brown soil beneath my feet
smells of the leaves of a hundred years.
I move slowing over rocks and through
the trees that tower above me as the
heavy dampness . . . more
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October 16, 2007 03:50 PM EDT --
MEMORY'S BROWN
The autumn light falls hard
through stiffened air.
It warms, but to the eye
already death is there.
The spirit that enjoyed
its summer days
makes last show . . . more
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August 10, 2006 09:41 PM EDT --
Cool, late summer breeze carries
the scent of rain and fresh cut grass
into the old church as the trio plays
Beethoven with passion and life.
I watch and wonder as the pages turn,
. . . more
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August 20, 2006 12:23 PM EDT --
May Baby
Lemony morning light filtered into our bedroom
As we wakened from our slumber
A soft bundle rested between us
On the deep rose satin spread
Eva, our . . . more
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June 10, 2006 10:34 PM EDT --
Squirm from rooted soil
Boring oaks' life for life
For chick of mornings' dove
more
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October 21, 2006 06:49 AM EDT --
world lurches forward
need to connect and create
in the time we have
more
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October 11, 2006 08:53 AM EDT --
Some days the path is so clear,
and the sun beckons to me;
Other days it seems littered with debris,
and my eyes cannot seem to focus
on where I'm going;
I feel I must constantly stop
and pick . . . more
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October 09, 2006 03:35 PM EDT --
All of the passion of my love,
You've managed to turn to hate.
With that same passion I abhor you,
Even to this very date.
But, my dear boy,
You are not completely to blame,
Everything I denied . . . more
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February 04, 2006 07:52 PM EST --
It was a pinpoint of light
In the Brilliant distance
With spirit Iris-sight
A sparkle in the distance
Unconditional love regard
and open to Embrace
Life loved and remembered
In every little place . . . more
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July 22, 2006 01:07 AM EDT --
Dedicated to Edward Nudelman, a smart fella and a poet. I like him.
This is why come here,
tasting one poem at time,
to learn,
to grow.
I write comments on others works, . . . more
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