Tag: life
group name: freeverselovers
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August 13, 2006 12:57 AM EDT --
Yesterday I was writing a letter and thought to myself how much it resembled my mothers. Today I was writing something quickly and noticed how it looked like my sisters handwriting.
Do you think your . . .
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August 23, 2007 07:49 AM EDT --
My father is seventy –three years old and all of his adult life he has smoked. Deep furrows line his face His once bright mahogany brown eyes are now dull, and the . . .
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September 27, 2006 09:46 AM EDT --
A squirrel busily doing his fall shopping
Pauses to look at my cat
Sitting in the window
Looking at a squirrel
Busily doing his fall shopping.
September 27, 2006
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August 31, 2006 11:10 AM EDT --
Mr. Sun embraced the world with his warmth
The trees danced in the breeze
And my heart sang songs of rejoicing
When ever I thought of you
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August 11, 2006 12:20 AM EDT --
With toes curling
in and out on the
the thick pile rug,
I begin to
imagine in my head
The words to pen
that set us apart
and unequal
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Fingers play
the keys
I hear
in my head
Now . . .
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October 02, 2006 02:11 PM EDT --
What could more absurd
Than a marching band from Equator
Performing at a poetry festival
In northern New Jersey ?
Perhaps my going
To a poetry festival alone
September 30, 2006
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August 10, 2006 08:00 AM EDT --
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August 11, 2006 12:05 AM EDT --
Out of the blue
my lover came to me
Then out of the blue
he was gone.
My love for him
never ended...
Thirty years that
Took us through:
A husband or two,
children,...
and . . .
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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 . . .
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January 22, 2007 11:25 PM EST --
The wind brushes the lace curtain against the side of my face as I peer out my window. The silence is almost eerie, the night captured in a snapshot of the moon to be hidden in a photograph album . . .
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August 14, 2006 06:44 PM EDT --
THE SMALLEST OF WORDS
P.S.- (maybe this isn't rightly a post script so let's call it a pre script or prologue to the verse)
One night my love seemed to be in a dim and lonely place.
She sat on . . .
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September 24, 2006 01:18 PM EDT --
( this was the first poem that was published commercially)
The shaman of autumn extends his staff
And touches the green leaves,
Transmuting them into gold and flame.
But all too soon they turn . . .
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November 20, 2006 07:52 AM EST --
She had worn masks all of her life. Masks had served a purpose in her growing years. She had laughed when things weren't really funny. She had pretended to be surprised when she always . . .
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September 12, 2006 03:33 PM EDT --
LIFE FORCE
Sun fuelled brilliance
leaf captured,
transforms into green life juice,
comingles with
nuitriant sustanence
sucked from the dark loamy earth
capilloried upward, magically
fuses into
riots . . .
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November 20, 2006 08:02 PM EST --
Waves crash over me
Salty blue water chokes
Arms and legs treading
Head back trying to stay afloat
Gulping for air
Ocean tosses this rag doll
Looking through water's window pane . . .
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October 06, 2006 07:54 AM EDT --
Dedicated to Amanda W, who has shown remarkable strength and force of will. May all love of life be with you and your thirst for life be unquestioned.
ODE TO WHAT OPPOSES MY DEATH
I traveled . . .
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December 03, 2006 03:40 PM EST --
Catching up
Here and there
Smile. Hug. Kiss
Holding me
Laying next to me
Having your way with me
Rest. Repeat. Walk away.
Door shuts
Out of sight
Out of mind
Out of luck
Out . . .
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November 08, 2006 08:26 AM EST --
A Poem That Gives You Goosebumps...
A drunk man in an Oldsmobile
They said had run the light
That caused the six-car pileup
On 109 that night.
When broken bodies lay about
"And blood was everywhere," . . .
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September 04, 2006 03:16 PM EDT --
Type writer.
Type of type writer.
Type of type writer writer.
Typer of type writer type.
Writer of
Nonsense.
lines lines lines
line us up
in rows rows rows.
life . . .
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February 21, 2007 04:41 AM EST --
Tell me.
Tell me. I implore each of you.
Tell me, to whom do I appeal the verdict,
for this conviction that outlasts my memory?
My silent sentence confines me to isolation
in the . . .
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