Tag: memories
group name: crossbreedpoems
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August 19, 2007 09:27 AM EDT --
Her image lingered well into the night
I sensed her presence in a dawn so bright
It made me giddy 'though I was alone
Sweet plans of seduction ran through my bones
Certain flowers live on this higher . . . more
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November 05, 2007 03:50 PM EST --
Words are fashioned without regress
As they weave a pattern of hues
And paint canvasses with broad strokes
That touch our soul with daily news
A word unsaid can have affect . . . more
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January 12, 2008 05:11 AM EST --
Where is the scene of triumphs made
Do not photographs etch these truths
Forever binding that we paste
In endless journeys of our sublime hues
Where absence . . . more
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January 06, 2008 07:54 PM EST --
I found myself buried in sand
head to toe;
Sand cuts, sand fleas
eating away at my body
as I suffocated in despair;
But you washed over me,
cleansing my wounds,
breathing . . . more
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October 16, 2007 03:11 PM EDT --
Time has relayed so many voices
And whispers mingle each wisp of air
Into a filter of reminders
That some may linger to bring us cheer
Gauge the measure of life between us
Like subtle reference . . . more
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December 02, 2007 06:04 AM EST --
I will push with all my might
To do what I think is right
For duty calls and insists
When I get around to it
So many woes would unfold
Stirred my heart and seeds were sown . . . 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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October 20, 2007 01:23 PM EDT --
Meekly as I surrender
On cusp of seasonal change
Standing beyond the crossroads
Traveling in single lane
Carefree spirit of wander
Once wrote my name on the wind
And chances . . . more
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January 16, 2008 12:50 PM EST --
The careful planning was not erased
Seventy one plus two hundred days
Of nourishment that was warm and safe
Then blinding light an unwelcomed change
And I cried then felt touch . . . more
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January 21, 2008 12:19 PM EST --
My high school separation, a respite of joy
As I bandaged my wounds, removed the yoke crying
Freedom, sweet freedom your confusion I claim
As voices spoke of my calling to serve the Lord . . . more
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October 18, 2007 01:30 PM EDT --
I had written the first five stanza last Spring, but was not happy with the last line. Well, I kept working on it, editing it and this poem grew longer. Some recent positive comments by my friends on . . . more
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March 28, 2008 11:18 AM EDT --
I remember well these fields of childhood,
always green,
and how I played hide and seek
in the old barn,
the smell of fresh hay soft beneath me.
The sun beamed through weathered . . . more
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November 12, 2007 04:59 AM EST --
Without passion what words could I say
In blending colors of our rainbow
As we traveled miles from warmer days
That led us here to our tomorrow
Yes we'll look back with a . . . more
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December 12, 2007 02:10 PM EST --
Belief in rhythm carries no doubt
And churns the compass land ho the shout
And moments react and intertwine
Within the heart of a gentle time
Release can be found within the . . . more
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December 18, 2007 05:26 PM EST --
Lots of people looking at me
In still picture posted and was
A day clueless as my mantra
Was somehow left inside my car
But how could I not walk in awe
As history was being spawned
Into . . . more
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December 19, 2007 04:33 AM EST --
Memories of my childhood,
Some bad mixed in with good
Riding my sister's three wheeler
All around my neighborhood.
T'was plenty of people to visit
Always gave me cookies or . . . more
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February 05, 2008 04:14 PM EST --
I think I'll fantasize on circumstantial needs
Then make my favorite sandwich so I can dream
And look upon the mountains I had left behind
As formative features align and stepping stones remind . . . more
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February 28, 2008 07:05 AM EST --
She'd never hold the child again,
Never feel the young heart beating,
Nor sense the breath upon her cheek,
Nor touch the soft and tiny hands
That once reached out to feel her hair,
No . . . more
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April 26, 2007 03:08 PM EDT --
Beyond that church there
By the small statue of an angel
She lies still. Flowers are fading.
Moss has staked a claim
On the small stone
That holds her name.
Hours he sits and stares
Guessing . . . more
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December 10, 2007 05:55 PM EST --
She had been there and touched it all
The grey shawl
Of her mother, put aside
Like a shroud to hide
The aging skin of her last days
And her awkward ways
And memory loss. She smelt
The scent . . . more
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