Tag: writing
group name: poetrypages
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May 10, 2008 08:36 PM EDT --
Use your sharp words to cut off my tongue
For they do nothing but curse
Your name
In vain my attempts are faithless
A heartless worm
That seethes beneath the soil
Nothing more than the . . . more
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May 16, 2008 10:32 PM EDT --
Man sits alone
Stares at the wall
He wants to call her
But it won't
Satisfy
His lonely heart
Her words or voice
Can barely touch close enough
To the deepened hole
That encases
Him . . . more
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May 13, 2008 10:55 PM EDT --
Do you think men or women are better poets? Why? I almost think men are...
Bob Dylan made me think it.
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June 01, 2008 09:24 PM EDT --
Paint by number town
Cookie cutter houses
With swings and rocking chairs
On their front porches
Crickets sing their evening songs
As children march on home
The sheriff makes his way
Around . . . more
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May 24, 2008 03:55 PM EDT --
Silent river flows along mossy banks
just as it did many years ago
when I was a little girl;
The picnic table still stands,
wood rotting away as if from a slow cancer, . . . more
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June 08, 2008 04:16 PM EDT --
So many times
she would pray
for a touch
a tear
a sign
she was alive,
and
so . . . more
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July 15, 2008 12:15 PM EDT --
I brush crumbs to the floor
to make way for paper and pen,
wondering why
I'm left with the remains
of someone's late night sandwich
when all I want to do is
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August 31, 2007 10:09 AM EDT --
Clearing the Writing Palate
Last night my wife and I had a long walk on a secluded beach in Maine. It was about
6 PM, 75 degrees, clear, . . . more
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January 29, 2007 04:01 AM EST --
There was a time When the sun-
And the flower
That laid below,
Lived in perfectly
Veracious congruity
The sun beaming its love
Upon . . . more
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June 05, 2008 08:08 AM EDT --
May the light guide you,
infuse your being,
calm your fears,
guide you through the storm;
May joyful days find you,
filling you with laughter,
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June 09, 2008 12:02 PM EDT --
What is it about fear
that causes us to hold it close like a lover?
We embrace it,
trust it, let it ingrain our very beings
until we are paralyzed,
and in that inability to move,
we feel safe. . . . more
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June 13, 2008 11:05 AM EDT --
Time is precious,
not to be wasted;
Life is sweet,
meant to be tasted;
Why wither away
our moments?
The time for living is now!
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August 26, 2008 09:12 PM EDT --
Once I thought to be in love
Once I had someone love me
When I was young and unaware
Of how fragile true love could be
Once I broke a young girl's heart
By carelessly . . . more
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June 11, 2008 12:28 AM EDT --
The days go by
relentless as they have
for what seems like and eternity now.
Now that I've had time
to think things over
with the scrutiny that I
usually do.
I realized how many things . . . more
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October 23, 2007 05:09 PM EDT --
You . . . more
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October 30, 2007 03:29 PM EDT --
There's nothing quite like an October day,
for it brings back cherished memories...
Memories of my childhood as my sister and me
dressed up in our Halloween costumes
for the . . . more
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April 28, 2008 06:43 PM EDT --
Hello everyone! Thank you for joining this group. I just wanted to give you all a brief overview of how this group will "work". Write a poem, short story, or prose and post . . . more
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September 14, 2007 02:05 PM EDT --
Our creative writing final exam in my junior year at Mercer Island High School was an oral presentation on one of our favorite authors: give a little history, show their impact from a literary, . . . more
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May 20, 2008 06:20 AM EDT --
Your Breath
fills me;
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January 28, 2007 05:14 AM EST --
The wind blows cold
With a promise of doom
The leaves rustle softly
To reveal their hidden secrets
The path through is
Long and winding
Twisting in and out
Up and down
The moon teases it's prey
With . . . more
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