Tag: poetry
group name: painsandgains
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March 10, 2007 02:08 PM EST --
All winter long I've been so cold.
My feet nearly freeze since I got old.
I get bundled up and jump into bed.
But the sheets are so cold, it's something I dread.
My heating pad quit, so what . . . more
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December 10, 2006 12:36 PM EST --
I went in search of Christmas cards and gift bags. I was saddened by what I did not find. Not one bag with the Christ child, no angels, no Star of Bethlehem, no wise men or shepherds. . . . more
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March 19, 2007 04:54 PM EDT --
attachment
remains
acute
or
chronic
. . . more
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May 22, 2007 12:04 PM EDT --
rainbows from my window sill
lighting up
the setting
evening glow
on my kitchen floor, near the mashed pop
corn kernel,
the mango juice drip, so sweet yet
discarded
and dry in spattered blood drop.
windlessly . . . more
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November 29, 2006 05:27 AM EST --
tears roll down the cheek
when the grief at it's peak.
one tend to smile at the grief
but sometimes it's not so brief.
smile is also like tears
but generally not out of fear.
just like tears . . . more
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February 08, 2007 03:18 AM EST --
No one knows me better now
Than you
And you know
What you can't do
You are just wonderful
I'm ready for anything
That is why
You can't be mine
It is too late
For us, my Love
You are . . . more
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December 27, 2006 10:00 PM EST --
I am trying to draw;
post cards and layers
of messy paper with
scribbles cover the table –
there for inspiration
as if it were easy,
as if its what I do
every day
four days I have
thought and worked; . . . more
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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 20, 2007 01:44 AM EDT --
the birds sing a joyous tune
for what are they so glad?
it seems only fair
that they at least be aware
and not be so happy when i'm sad.
for all there is a purpose;
with that, most will agree.
perhaps . . . 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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May 15, 2007 12:42 PM EDT --
glow
slow sipping the
sea
wander the flickering
leaves through sun
beam shades
the picnic shore smile
in kodachrome tints of afternoons
as a child
big eyed the cicadas sing
grasshopper . . . more
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December 26, 2006 01:55 PM EST --
When I think of the magic of the moment
I can think only of my love for you.
When I think of the magic of the moment
Every moment spent with you is new.
When I think of the magic of the moment
I close . . . more
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June 18, 2007 06:27 AM EDT --
Wings of life
Fluttering her wings
Amidst the sweet scent
Giving flowers competition
You are stagnant
But I can fly
And spread my colors
in the sky
Just out of bud says . . . more
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March 10, 2007 07:39 AM EST --
So what's changed other than the date
Memories haven't faded, but the pain did
at least I can say that, still it's there--the scars.
That infernal reminder of the damage left behind . . . more
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February 19, 2007 10:25 PM EST --
This is the second installment of “100 Things About Moi” If you are somehow interested, the first installment can be found at:
www.gather.com/viewArticle.jsp?articleId=281474976902568 . . . more
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December 27, 2006 10:06 PM EST --
she wears
the wild
discreetly
branded
on the inside;
no one knows
(so no one knows)
her shortest
walk is to
the edge
curiosity
ragged
like need
invisible,
persistent
the ink
still bleeds
Heather . . . 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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May 28, 2007 04:12 PM EDT --
I wave goodbye
Thinking this is the last time
And as much as I hope it is
Really for my sanity more than anything
I know better
I can not forget you
Push as hard as I might
Replace your face with . . . more
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August 09, 2007 05:58 AM EDT --
A bunch of 32 people ( 16 girls and 16 guys - no gender bias here ) started their first journey together .All freshly out of college met on the first day of their first job.freshers -yes thats . . . 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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