Tag: poetry
group name: rhymecollectors
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December 24, 2007 12:41 AM EST --
Thoughts, deep provocations
Inspirations of the mind
A calling from within
To do, to be, to avoid stagnation
To ponder, a second, a minute
A glimpse . . .
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December 23, 2007 04:43 AM EST --
My enemy is not civilised.
His prophet's a blasphemer,
He takes many wives,
The practice of his religion
Has wrecked many lives.
How does he live with himself? . . .
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February 15, 2008 02:27 PM EST --
In the Western World we crave
The intense touch
That reverberates down time
Nurturing a friendship for life
That requires no maintenance.
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February 15, 2008 02:30 PM EST --
From the first glance
To the last rites,
The judge and the visiting hours,
We flip from hope defying gravity
To daily life abrading faith,
While the children snuffle . . .
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January 21, 2008 01:30 PM EST --
When late becomes early . . .
When the moon sails by . . .
When stillness prevails . . .
In the nighttime sky
A crash in the underbrush
Sketched lightly by snow
A red fox in downward throes
Pounces . . .
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February 08, 2008 04:48 PM EST --
Sheila Deeth wrote this lovely poem for the Poetry Please Group prompt of the week, "Myth." You can comment on it by clicking here.
www.gather.com/viewArticle.jsp?articleId=281474977250499&nav=Namespace . . .
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February 03, 2008 10:47 AM EST --
A curtain of lighted beauty
rises with nature starring the show.
A land of enchanted scenery
of a brand I never did know.
Sometimes there's a pause
you'll hear frightful sounds of . . .
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August 05, 2008 01:08 PM EDT --
The rush of so many things, sublime,
fill the heart with, I see, the divine.
Sharpest sword . . .
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November 14, 2008 07:01 PM EST --
The following is my humble poetic attempt to render into English one of the most touching episodes from the first known literary masterpiece of ancient Russian literature, The Tale of Igor's Campaign. . . .
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January 28, 2008 07:55 PM EST --
She lives out on the edge
within a mind set of her own.
Most times when one suggests
she blows it off with, "I'm grown".
Nearly the half century mark
has made not an indelible . . .
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February 26, 2008 06:36 PM EST --
As the sun rises
every day seems dull and gray.
I can't do a thing
and my hope has gone astray.
I begin to understand Job
and his trials of the day.
Though I know that . . .
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January 12, 2008 12:17 AM EST --
She tried so hard to change
what the world knew to be wrong
but when she turned to me
my give a damn had already gone.
Years ago when I really cared
she had no feelings of remorse.
Most of . . .
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February 23, 2008 06:01 PM EST --
Aweigh, aweigh!
Remove belay;
We must sway and win this day
Of rising seas,
Quickening winds,
To bode boards with more than spray!
Oh, what a sight!
The sails in flight,
Crimson . . .
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February 15, 2008 02:32 PM EST --
If I had a muse called Albert,
I wonder what I'd write,
I doubt he does much poetry,
He doesn't sound too bright.
I have some friends in Albertlaan,
They are . . .
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January 12, 2008 10:13 PM EST --
Oh, but to take a day to just walk and talk
share senses hovering over the trees.
Stroll just about anyplace in the park
while spirits hang luxuriously with ease.
To read and or speak . . .
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January 13, 2008 02:36 PM EST --
How many souls have passed Bodie's way
To plant a foot in the dirt,
To gaze and shiver at unheard cries,
Those lost and whose feelings seem hurt?
A laugh and a shrug drive it away;
The . . .
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January 20, 2008 09:31 PM EST --
Speak good words, kind words, words of wisdom, words of encouragement. Like gentle rain upon a dormant field. Eventually, they will coax the seeds beneath the soil to life.
Rabbi Tzvi Freeman . . .
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December 28, 2007 08:13 PM EST --
Our spirits have shared a branch
massaged each other to admitting
that souls do meet in the air of prose
if we allow for a total submitting.
I have no doubt the treasure found ;
it rose through . . .
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January 05, 2008 02:28 PM EST --
A Series
I often write poems related to a specific topic which can be several poems long. The following is such a series I am hoping relates the story of a tragic life who came into our presence . . .
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January 13, 2008 07:57 PM EST --
I've got to clean out my closets
too many sorry's lingering there.
Just today heard from one who
now wants to clear up the air.
What? A so called friend
who just faded out of my view . . .
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