Tag: poem
group name: poetryexpress
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July 09, 2007 11:50 PM EDT --
For once, I wish.
My life was clear.
My heart is frozen and my mind is gone.
The beat fighting to come out.
My mind is wanting to explain.
life is at a stand still.
With no where to go.
Open a door . . . more
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February 18, 2007 04:06 AM EST --
Veins protrude from my temples
Sacred vermilion rivulets
Stream within papery skin
Sinuous lines, fragile mind
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March 04, 2008 03:46 PM EST --
Disc--Poetry Please single word challenge
I took out the movie
and slid it on in.
The DVD player
won't work again.
I pull out the disc,
maybe to . . . more
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August 01, 2007 12:23 AM EDT --
when i first came here
i brought nothing more
than hope and optimism.
it was squeezed out of me
like toothpaste.
perhaps i thought too much
analyzed too much
worried too much.
i was drawn in
then . . . more
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April 22, 2008 02:48 PM EDT --
Rage thee brutal, rage thee on,
Across the prairie's gentle slopes.
Relentless billows of earthen grit,
Hammering constant, nature's force!
Rage thee harsh, rage thee on,
Swirling . . . more
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August 30, 2007 01:14 PM EDT --
The concert was tonight at the local AMPhitheater.
Fans had cAMPed out for weeks waiting for tickets to the show.
The crowd was AMPed up and the stage lAMPs were lit.
The AMPlifiers turned on . . . more
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June 10, 2008 02:00 PM EDT --
When she sees him,
her first thought
is of the myth of the Yup'ik
and the hundreds of words
they have for snow.
It seems unfair that English
does not provide her
with hundreds . . . more
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March 18, 2007 11:08 PM EDT --
Here is my small, bad experiment with poetry...tanka to be specific. I am never sure of the rules so I went for one with the rules defined. Please don't vomit.
Attempt #1
I lay . . . more
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September 10, 2007 01:26 AM EDT --
Weathered, wearied, worn
Depleted, exhausted….TIRED
Anxiously waiting
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October 23, 2007 02:31 PM EDT --
for Ed Nudelman, Gather´s most prolific poet troubador and my dear friend in the emptiness. This poem is as much about weathering brickbats in the real world as in the virtual. . . . more
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March 27, 2007 07:15 AM EDT --
Didn't she tell you?
That if you can't say anything nice
Don't say anything at all?
Didn't she tell you once or twice?
I bet she did - you forgot?
Forgetting's not a crime
or . . . more
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March 04, 2007 07:10 PM EST --
Twenty pigeons pecked
Leaves piled for winter's compost,
Yellow beaks bobbing
With hope for a wormy meal
You knew lay squirming beneath
Copyright 2007 Jim Ross
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June 01, 2008 06:59 PM EDT --
My daughter went on vacation last week
and left me at home all alone.
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June 11, 2008 09:55 PM EDT --
If I could small talk, I could have been a contender. The web is, by and large, small talk. A never-ending, ever-changing cocktail party, with guests and crashers hurrying in and out,ready with circuit-thin . . . more
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March 26, 2007 02:47 PM EDT --
I press the memory of you
against my creased brow,
leaving a shadow stain
that will not fade.
I spread the essence of you
across my skin
recalling simplicity
of desire and flight.
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June 08, 2007 03:43 AM EDT --
Rain.... heaven's blessing
Soothe burning earth
Like prayer healing the soul
Rain, heaven’s blessing
06/06/07
another haiku ....can't think better than . . . more
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December 31, 2007 06:16 PM EST --
The darkness knows where I live
The longest night of the year
and it's Winter again
dreams turn into nightmares
and sleep is no escape
sickness means more time spent
indoors under . . . more
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February 27, 2008 12:52 PM EST --
Silly dog warms me
Stroking his head, warmth growing
Love lays on my lap.
I have lots of pictures of the same thing on here because I have no clue how this stuff works. Sorry. . . . more
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April 12, 2007 12:16 AM EDT --
There isn't enough time left
there is way too much to do
I don't know any answers
I just don't have a clue
I don't have time for stupid
And I have no brain to think
It's . . . more
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June 06, 2007 02:04 PM EDT --
I lie alone, eyes wide
body crumbling beneath the weight
of imagined demons
You cross forgotten deserts
scorched deities ignoring
your noble farce
The buddha’s eyes narrow
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