Tag: books
group name: lightofpoetry
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March 14, 2007 06:47 PM EDT --
there is
static
on all channels
the roof workers gone home
sally rides by in her car
blasting Groovasaurus
singing loud
the music warps away, . . . more
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March 29, 2007 03:46 PM EDT --
little Big sis
is the
of atten(center)tion
again,
today
groggy and spiting
complaints, the nurses
leaving her,
unattended,
though irreparable
and flaccid,
little Big sis slurs in demolished
ether.
the . . . more
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October 10, 2008 10:25 AM EDT --
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Resurrection , by Amy George
I don't remember
when you grew wings...
when they flared out
from your back
above the stab wounds
now only scars.
I just remember your . . . more
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May 15, 2007 12:44 PM EDT --
it's
coming down now,
hail white pellets failing
down the awning flow,
both drips and stones
bouncing
. . . more
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January 08, 2007 03:09 PM EST --
Carl is 72.
He smiles with a knowing grin, like he has heard and seen everything, from toothless whores walking the dirt alleys of war, to beachfront castle type sunsets, all busting and blasting with . . . more
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January 08, 2007 03:19 PM EST --
dishes
done dark and humid thick,
the rolling rumble grey
flashes outside, drops
hanging from the fire escape railing. . . . more
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March 05, 2007 01:48 PM EST --
should i go away
try to rectify.
never let you go.
which is the
extatic down to toes.
serendipitous
call found
startlingly enamored soft . . . more
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March 05, 2007 01:51 PM EST --
dishes
done dark and humid thick,
the rolling rumble grey
flashes outside, drops
hanging from the fire escape railing.
. . . more
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November 19, 2006 10:53 AM EST --
i think about you far away
separated everyday
and i wonder
when you dream
do you stream
thoughts of me
through your head
the memories bread
through our love
through our time
and with time
will . . . more
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April 29, 2007 12:11 PM EDT --
Strawberries and hypocrisies
are strewn by the way
that I place my choices
and make my day.
Water is the source of life
and my inspirational cue.
Let's have a clue
about who we think . . . more
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April 04, 2007 10:59 AM EDT --
Books stuffed in cardboard boxes
Packed in mildewed neglect
Coffee stained earmarked pages
Stuck with untapped potential
From a geyser of thought
Words gushed through open pores
To . . . more
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November 24, 2006 11:42 AM EST --
Whistling sounds howl through the night,
Bundled children hide from sight!
Glass panes rattle, shake from gales,
A wintry mix whips water and hail,
Pounds the roof, gulps snow, exhales!
. . . more
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January 25, 2007 07:26 AM EST --
These poems are from the pages of my first book-
The Journey~Lost and Confused
Another Rhyme
Standing on the edge of time
Pondering another rhyme
Everyday that’s what I do
I write another poem . . . more
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February 13, 2007 08:43 AM EST --
Relative
How relative is the time that we measure
Or material items we all tend to treasure
Just how important are things we each cherish
When the day comes that we die and parish
Is your conscious clear . . . more
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May 04, 2007 12:17 PM EDT --
More join the customary and natural
like 'meet the queen'
and 'answering machine'
or 'give a soul and get a life'.
And technology festers
into a plot . . . more
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September 12, 2007 09:04 AM EDT --
New Situation
There’s a new situation endangering us all
People driving in their cars on a phone call
Being more concerned with a stupid conversation
It's like an epidemic that’s . . . more
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May 04, 2007 12:36 PM EDT --
While premiers are given powers
as the elephants fight
and the soldiers are charged
by armed gangs,
the court told the man:
'Admit to the theft of the poor
so that the domain . . . more
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August 13, 2007 07:27 AM EDT --
POETRY CENTRAL Volume 3, Number 3 ~Books that Change your Way of Thinking~
. . . more
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December 02, 2006 09:21 PM EST --
I am at the mercy of your imagination.
It is beautiful.
You’ll live in my novels always.
And I’ll dissolve in the streams of the world and of my consciousness
and in the madness of the . . . more
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December 02, 2006 09:27 PM EST --
Don't let the melody die away.
Let the dawn of life come in.
Let your daemon forever stay
with you, in your heart and within.
I wish you'd never feel pain of loss . . . more
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