Tag: verse
group name: poetrypages
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May 11, 2008 11:22 PM EDT --
Eyes peer to know
What awaits me
On this brisk day
Pitching in seas
Capped by white spume--
Wickedly flicked
As briny spray
Past a proud bow
Risen and smug,
Into my face
For fine effect. . . . more
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October 28, 2007 12:30 AM EDT --
This poem was written about my daughter when she was born. I had to remember back quite a few years to remember my feelings. She was born in 1970.
Bonding
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October 28, 2007 12:23 AM EDT --
Minnesota Ties
Carole Shukle
Copyright 1996
Stately sunflowers stand
like golden-haired women
gathered to gossip. Yellow
heads bob in the . . . more
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November 02, 2007 03:44 PM EDT --
Love
By Carole Shukle
Copyright 1995
Love looms like a giant shadow.
He blocks my flight, and touches
me with hands like forged steel.
Like a doe escaping . . . more
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May 14, 2008 01:59 AM EDT --
An inviting time
Of gentle breezes
Beside a canal,
Feet dangling over
An ancient stone wall,
Hungry, eager ducks
Rasping their demand
For the bread you drop
Past your sun-warmed knees . . . more
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November 07, 2007 12:39 PM EST --
Here we are
planted, rooted atop
another’s base
seeking shelter under
an intricate fan
of drooping mango leaves;
it’s fruit hangs heavy
tempting taste.
Privately, . . . more
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March 28, 2007 07:30 AM EDT --
My heart is full,
My head is stuffed.
I am glutted
By all things good;
You dazzle my eyes,
Squeeze my hands,
Scent my dreams,
Honey my tongue,
Lilt in my ears;
You course my soul
That I cannot . . . more
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August 23, 2007 05:24 PM EDT --
Statues fear not modesty outraged
Wind can’t their fig leaves shift
Impromptu rendezvous in twinklings insist
Seeking fulfilling tryst
Aiding attires off unscrupulous bodies . . . more
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January 02, 2008 01:20 AM EST --
I sit on on the banks waiting
storms rage and pull me down
tumbling and turning downstream
to unknown waters
and rest on the bottom of a pool
submerged
dreaming of calm
. . . more
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April 30, 2008 05:17 AM EDT --
What a mystery it is for you and me,
Flowers in the morning, Egg and chips for tea.
Alas the sediment is founded, an age thats set to be,
Flowers in the morning, Egg and chips for tea.
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July 25, 2007 09:46 PM EDT --
I have waited
my whole life
to feel this way.
Dreamed about you
long ago.
I have imagined
my life with you.
A fantasy that
has come true.
I can't believe
I am here with . . . more
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January 31, 2007 12:28 AM EST --
Here in my sweeping conifer bowl,
Rolling with a will for home,
I spy
Wind brushed wisps of gold tinged clouds
Playing with a lined transparent moon, full
Against a pool of deep cyan--
The real ecosystem . . . more
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February 03, 2007 12:07 PM EST --
Draw me not
From the cocoon of my life
And make of me an omelet.
Rather,
Let my colors unfold
Glossy and wet,
And when I dry have me fly
Through the ether
Whole,
And flit as nature wills . . . . . . more
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February 19, 2007 09:34 PM EST --
Tender, guides the suitor in his tug
To a wondrous place of unobstructed view,
His beloved, where misty vistas always clear
And all things seen are gloriously new . . .
Hopeful, points . . . more
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October 28, 2007 03:25 PM EDT --
Hot stones catechize my heart
Only to collide and grind
To sand
Rough motes on a stormy day
Allowed past fabric sentries
To live
Sprinkled as cops breaking feuds
Of . . . more
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July 28, 2007 12:12 AM EDT --
She hides her thoughts
fearing he will sense her hatred
he will know her plan.
She has put aside money
knowing she would need it
to be free.
Her things are packed
hidden . . . more
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March 02, 2007 06:16 AM EST --
Safe within the castle, tall--
Blocky, rocky home and
Self made jail
To keep marauders out,
Souls give rise to wistful cries
For strolls without the walls
Where all is touched
By gentle skies of shifting, . . . more
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March 11, 2007 11:58 AM EDT --
On March 8, I posted an article, Information Post (1) Earthquake, about an earthquake that shook Sonora, CA, that evening. My friend, John Doyle said to me, “As my late wife would say about almost . . . more
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November 05, 2007 02:32 PM EST --
Carole Shukle
Copyright 1998
Moments and Monuments
On a moonlit
summer night,
when the world
was . . . more
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November 09, 2007 04:14 PM EST --
Once more I hop to the lip and stand
On the edge of my world, and stretch--
What’s that? The wind is fierce today!
My feathers flutter--they feel so good--
But I grip the nest for dear fledgling . . . more
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