Tag: poem
group name: firsttimewriters
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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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May 16, 2008 03:35 AM EDT --
His mother
Enjoys her
Birthday cake;
Each tiny
Chocolate
Crumb and flake,
And childlike
She leaves some
Evidence
Behind on
Her aging
Lips and jaw
For all to see;
Discreetly . . . more
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July 14, 2008 10:02 PM EDT --
I saw my first fairy today
she was about two inches high
She wore a tiny powder blue dress
and had wings that made her fly
"I'm here to watch over you"
she said in her soft . . . more
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August 27, 2007 10:35 PM EDT --
To think I almost missed it, walking by
In mud that slurped and suckled at my shoes;
I thought it just a pile of wilted leaves
Discarded from some other recent loss.
. . . more
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November 24, 2006 03:21 PM EST --
I've decided to take Sandy's advice and write about a function that we do every day in our lives.
Here goes:
Urinating
Urinating is life
Every where I go, it's . . . more
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August 01, 2007 09:20 PM EDT --
I love music, music of all kinds. One of my favorite is bagpipe's.
Its just one of those wind instruments I could listen to for a long time. It just might be the irish in me. lol
Do you . . . more
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June 10, 2008 11:03 PM EDT --
Shaved Head
I should've cooked, done housework.
But I didn't know how angry he'd get,
At first I thought he was being a jerk,
and that's all it would be.
He'd . . . more
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July 20, 2008 11:00 PM EDT --
The robin's alarm and the crow's rude cackle are all to be sensed...
The world still sleeps, except for the birds of pre-dawn...
So complete is the darkness here, no laws exist, . . . more
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December 15, 2006 09:49 PM EST --
Its so cold outside
with layers of fluffy stuff
a white bed of snow
more
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March 30, 2007 04:40 PM EDT --
Filled with butterflies and frogs and birds and bees
The bush across the road grew untended until
They came from the city and cut down all the trees
The bush across the road grew untended until . . . more
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July 07, 2008 09:55 PM EDT --
See the sly boy's face...
Between the thicket of two pines...
Look up, see the sunshafts...
Busting through branches, through leaves and tangle...
Of maple fronting . . . more
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July 17, 2008 10:46 PM EDT --
He's quite certain that his parched throat, his squint means no disrespect to the sun.
Morning breaks and with comes the bravery of songbirds seeking food
It humbles him ... . . . more
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October 09, 2007 08:07 AM EDT --
You killed the fire that burned in me,
The flame that fueled my heart.
And as the last sparks died away,
I knew that soon we'd part.
I now know that I was the fool
Who took no one's advice . . . more
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February 11, 2008 10:14 PM EST --
He says he wants to go
Into the woods.
To be in the green spaces
Where Frost's thoughts
Were dusted with gold.
So we go.
We lift our knees
To . . . more
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July 13, 2007 04:25 PM EDT --
If I scream,......
will it calm me.
If I cry,.....
will it help me.
If I close up,.....
will I explode.
If I were to leave,.....
would I be missed.
If i need you,.....
would you be . . . more
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July 17, 2007 01:29 PM EDT --
With my eyes
I will ask your eyes for permission
To enter the space of your aura.
And if you grant it to me,
I will raise my mouth to
Sweetly kiss your cheeks
As one would greet an old . . . more
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April 30, 2007 12:46 AM EDT --
What is it about those woods
When the darkness falls they seem to call
Come and see,come and see what lies deep
inside
Come and see the mysteries beneath the trees
in the quiteness of the dark. . . . more
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August 05, 2007 12:41 AM EDT --
Desire #1
How much we share, as yet unknown,
In lives apart like spotlights searing city skies,
Roving lidless, gazing upon the heavens, yet
Seeing neither stars nor each other.
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October 15, 2007 10:46 AM EDT --
This is a poem I wrote a while back.
Time
Every second is precious
Yet it goes on for eternity.
You hold on to the moment,
But the hours pass you by.
It's callous hands strip away
All that you hold . . . more
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June 28, 2007 05:59 PM EDT --
She was big and came out backwards.
She was the middle child.
Between a handsome dark hair, pretty blue eye boy and a small delicate, blond hair girl.
This child was big and bulky.
Had a big forehead, . . . more
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