Tag: arts
group name: poetryexpress
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September 03, 2007 01:30 PM EDT --
One, two, three seconds, four,
I count each one,
And then comes more;
Then come the minutes,
One and two,
And with each minute,
I’m missing you!
Oh, come all speed,
Make time fly! . . . more
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July 14, 2007 02:23 PM EDT --
It's a chilly Autumn morn
It's just the break of . . . more
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May 17, 2007 09:24 PM EDT --
Poetry is an expression and comes in a multitude of formats. I've found a really great site that can explain it all for me, so here it is: Shadow Poetry.
I think I will attempt each type that I haven't . . . more
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June 07, 2007 09:12 PM EDT --
There is a time and there is a place
And I have found neither to rest my weary face
A whisper of rain in trees
Can bring the fiercest to their knees
Hazy mists rolled across the skies
And the truth was . . . more
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December 18, 2006 10:00 AM EST --
Oh! so elusive,
Butterfly-like, you escape
My grasp, poetry
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June 11, 2007 06:15 PM EDT --
I want to be there,
smell the ocean and breathe the air.
I long to feel the soft sun on my skin
to touch the grasses put toes in the sand.
Taste the clams, and watch the folk.
The cares of . . . more
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May 17, 2007 07:50 PM EDT --
Your love is like the rising sun
Warm and life-giving
Your love is like the turbulent seas
Passionate and free
Your love is like a mighty oak tree
Strong and weathering all
Your love is like the . . . more
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May 17, 2007 07:32 PM EDT --
I was looking out the window at the falling sun. It fell slowly off the edge of the earth, turning the sky a dusky rose, then the color of this ink. And it fell until the deep purple-blue-black of the . . . more
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September 03, 2007 03:11 PM EDT --
Eyes that open in the darkness,
Waiting for the morning light,
Searching, longing for the love
Dreamt about in twilight;
A tenderness to touch the heart,
A good feeling, never bad,
A love . . . more
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September 04, 2007 07:46 AM EDT --
Such a dreamer I have always been,
Wishing and wanting beautiful things,
Building on what I cherish within,
Wanting love, and all that it brings;
Hopes and desires I have built upon, too,
Watching . . . more
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May 17, 2007 05:59 PM EDT --
Love is not all: It is not meat nor drink
Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain,
Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink
and rise and sink and rise and sink again.
Love cannot fill the thickened . . . more
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May 14, 2007 08:08 PM EDT --
Trapped fast with no clear alternative
The invasion of a wistful nagging
Came louder and harder in its plaintive
Cries, a burden of a true heart sagging.
Blind, stumbling and numb, I was so pierced
Left . . . more
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August 03, 2007 11:21 PM EDT --
Sorry 'bout that - couldn't resist...
I.
haiku expresses
unleashing torrents of
creative . . . more
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February 11, 2007 01:38 PM EST --
For Nicki M. (my beloved girlfriend)
I Long For Your Touch
Words Can't Describe the Feeling
I Love You So Much
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September 04, 2007 11:54 PM EDT --
A lady you are,
In every way;
Increasing in beauty
Day after day:
More beautiful
Than Helen of Troy,
The dream
Of every man and boy;
The dearest heart,
The sweetest smile,
Such beauty
Making . . . more
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May 01, 2007 04:12 PM EDT --
Wrapped in veils of ebon smoke and
Great acrimonies of ice
Radiating storms perspire
So arcanely camoflauged
Abysmal perforations are
Canyons where across our eyes
She paints a black hole in the . . . more
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June 04, 2007 09:41 PM EDT --
Ten thousand turtles
new hatched, scramble to the surf.
Fate brings life or death.
From the nest set free
for life and security,
Two hundred succeed.
All risk all, few win.
They must risk or never win. . . . more
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June 07, 2007 04:01 PM EDT --
‘Tis lonely at the end, even the greatest of men
will eventually come to a single table setting
in his great palace hall, decorated by a solitary rose.
Even the rose becomes, at its demise,
a single . . . more
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April 20, 2007 08:46 PM EDT --
i want you to read me
poetry
you can watch my toes
curl
as flames
lick
from your skull
volts
zingingggggggg
this canvas
melting hues
a thousand gales
could not breathe
L I F . . . more
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May 06, 2007 02:41 AM EDT --
i am often asked
why i write
or how
and what
compels
this right hand
to script
erratic
incomprehensible
thoughts
that consistently
drown
my cerebral cortex
only to pay my heart a visit
awakening . . . more
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