Tag: poetry
group name: talkboutit
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September 05, 2006 03:41 PM EDT --
Cultures clash
Like the horse and bull
Crowd cheering, jeering
Pissing on a tree
The matador leaves his pointed mark
on a mutilated creature
Can you see the virgin animal
tasting it's first blade? . . . more
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September 30, 2006 08:28 PM EDT --
I wrote this tonight after a big fight with my husband and talking about divorce. I taped it to his computer screen.
Suffocating,
leave me alone
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September 06, 2006 05:57 PM EDT --
Smoky wired banter,
Hanging crepe, raucous laughter,
Whispered asides unveiled.
Dreams flapping in the wind,
Like pages of unread books.
Books stained with coffee,
Dreams stained by fear.
Inhaling . . . more
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September 06, 2006 06:02 PM EDT --
My world I examine through scrutinous eyes
All is merely will and representation
Unabated longings of the heart
Passing through the womb of possibility
Potentiality transformed into actuality
The . . . more
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June 17, 2007 09:07 PM EDT --
Just for you Debra H!! Lol - this is what happens when you sit on the computer alll daaaayyy looongnggggg....
Looking through drunk gather eyes
I can not even see my demise
for articles . . . more
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August 23, 2007 08:03 PM EDT --
How much pain can the average heart bear?
The pain is so heavy.
Intense.
Overwhelming.
Tears flow like rivers seeking the ocean.
The pain remains.
Deep are the breaths.
Hot are the tears.
Mind . . . more
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October 08, 2006 12:08 PM EDT --
I hope that the time will come
when all my long, tireless days
of hoping,wishing and waiting
will finally be rewarded
and that my glorious glorious dream
will finally come true
i fear that the time will . . . more
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September 13, 2006 06:17 PM EDT --
He moistens his lips
Raises his brow
Masters the art
Of seducing the page
Sheds a tear for longing
Wipes his eyes with shame
Gently rubs his temples
Sacred ink stained pain
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December 02, 2006 02:54 PM EST --
Have you ever tried to help someone,
and end up making them more alone?
The anger, the hurt, the pain,
You make it all your own!
You try so hard
You want to be there
nothing matters,
nothing . . . more
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August 02, 2007 11:11 AM EDT --
Good morning, Mrs. Hummingbird,
It’s nice you came this way
Come on in and join me
Let’s greet a brand new day
The air is fresh and cool now
We sip our early brew
It’s coffee in . . . more
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December 14, 2007 02:32 AM EST --
My sub con scious con jured you up
Con fusing my troubled heart
Con tradicting what I felt about you
Con veying what . . . more
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October 08, 2007 09:27 PM EDT --
I feel as if i've committed a crime,& i'm seriously wasting my time again
Your playing with my heart,only to tear it apart. I am the fix,for a very lonely junkie.
You as the junkie . . . more
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December 02, 2006 10:23 AM EST --
Sugar Cookie
Pure white sparkle’s gleam
Perfect print in frozen snow
Beagle’s morning walk
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November 24, 2006 09:23 AM EST --
I am from cool, black soil; fields of grain and changing seasons
From Brownie Scouts, Nancy Drew, piano lessons;
And mom baking cookies after school.
I am from high school sweethearts married nearly . . . more
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March 02, 2007 11:45 AM EST --
I published one of my grandson Kyle's poem here on Gather yesterday because it was his 13th birthday. Then I realized that I hadn't given his sister Kayla equal attention on her 14th birthday . . . more
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November 20, 2006 06:53 PM EST --
Couch cushion, not a pillow
Chair, not a hat rack
Comforter, not a blanket
Bed, not a trampoline
Well… scratch that one.
Floor, not a trashcan
Or a hamper
Table, not a desk
Desk, . . . more
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September 17, 2006 06:58 AM EDT --
Dear Diary,
I crash into the iceberg
Oceans spill within my veins
A flood of thoughts pour forth
Salty tears; tides of insight
Snapshots of the ebb and flow
Immortalize these colored moments
Of angst, . . . more
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September 20, 2006 05:06 AM EDT --
The alarm resounds
with incessant rings
that deafen muffled ears
filled with wax from unkempt sleep
In a blurry-eyed haze,
I hurl the clock against crumbling walls
cracked with maps of deception . . . more
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December 29, 2006 12:54 PM EST --
Letdown
Presents opened and put away
Cookies stale and crumbled
Naked tree waiting to go back behind the basement stair
House in total disarray
Emails to answer and bills to . . . more
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December 30, 2006 01:16 PM EST --
The Colors of Life
A new year, a clean slate
Much like the rush of opening the 64 box of crayons for the first time
Or being the lucky one
To have the first swirl from the peanut butter . . . more
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