Tag: poem
group name: casualwhere
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March 26, 2007 12:57 PM EDT --
In nature there is seldom . . . more
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March 20, 2007 11:23 AM EDT --
Attempt #3
Singed Edges give way
Fateful fevered kisses won
Respirations fade
Tangible glows found consumed
Incendiary desires
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May 02, 2007 10:50 AM EDT --
So devoted to my chatterbox
Between ourselves we know who will capture the air
I concentrate on your silver tongue but my ears only hear gold
I need not utter a note~the smile on my . . . more
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August 16, 2007 01:30 AM EDT --
Note: I am hoping for constructive critique on this poem and hope those who have some background in the varying styles of poetry will take the time to give me such.
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May 21, 2007 05:38 PM EDT --
you're left
without a soul
naked and barren
no one to hold
no one to acknowledge
that you were a part of them
sadly
the shadows take you
they aren't picky
about who they hang with
and . . . more
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October 28, 2007 01:32 AM EDT --
My eyes are heavy
behind half-closed lids
I peek unto the screen
and see words
appearing.
I wish it was my
inspiration
that had brought
these words to life
but I know it's . . . more
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October 28, 2007 04:13 PM EDT --
Perched on a dining
room chair, by the window,
she sits in wait.
The long, sleek tail
winding and twisting,
off the end
of her seat.
Her head rocks
to and fro watching . . . more
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October 29, 2007 02:22 PM EDT --
The car makes its' way
up the steep colossal hill.
Screams errupt going down.
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November 03, 2007 10:45 PM EDT --
Frozen breath escapes
through my indigo
lips. I pull
my pullover closer
to my neck. Leaves
march beside me
pushed and pulled
by the wind
that chills me.
My hands feel icy
as I hold my collar . . . more
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December 17, 2007 12:22 AM EST --
I ran into one of my husband's friends at my work and he said something that both made me angry and hurt me and I wrote this because of it.
Do You Even Care?
Do you care that your words
cut . . . more
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May 31, 2007 05:47 PM EDT --
i have faith
in the innocence of my daughters
small and wondering
they are soft
their hair is perfect
god save the man
who tries to date them
i have faith
in the woman
who raises her children . . . more
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June 28, 2007 11:40 AM EDT --
torrential tides
of people
moving in and out
of life
some good
some bad
but always there
respite
serenity
a harbor out of reach
a nice quiet lagoon
out of the way
to reflect
myself and . . . more
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June 29, 2007 02:34 PM EDT --
Poppa was there
in the "big one"
he was happily drinking in a pub
san francisco, california
and his unit called
to the front lines
i don't know the hell he'd seen
just that it . . . more
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May 25, 2007 11:14 AM EDT --
I lived a very average life like most any other guy
Then at a party a beautiful girl named Lisa caught my eye
She had a daughter Amy because I was such a dope
Amy turned out perfect ‘cause with . . . more
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September 02, 2007 05:48 PM EDT --
Never alone (revised)
From his promontory,
space divides the emptiness beyond,
permits a blinded soul
to look upon . . . more
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June 19, 2007 01:50 PM EDT --
I pour my heart out,
Like water from a spout,
And you, on the other side,
Say nothing.
There's really nothing I want you to be,
I just asked that you acknowledge me.
And you, on the other . . . more
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June 19, 2007 09:42 PM EDT --
Sometimes I hide in my little cave,
A darkend retreat,
That I have made,
And look out on the world,
So bright and cheerful,
In new colors,
Flowers dance from the ground,
and weed others,
Unfold . . . more
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November 17, 2007 09:23 AM EST --
Words are too much to
bare as we sit in silence
after she calls you.
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March 19, 2007 03:31 PM EDT --
Four years of war. I can barely comprehend how many lives have been lost. When I was a child, one of my earliest memories is of my mother crying when she learned the Vietnam war was over. I couldn't . . . more
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September 23, 2007 11:51 PM EDT --
Now I lay me down to sleep
I'm so hungry, I can't eat
They say bacon is bad for you
The fat will clog my arteries too
Eggs have too much cholesterol
A heart attack then could befall
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