Tag: people
group name: crossbreedpoems
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July 08, 2007 08:52 AM EDT --
The sun streams in through the thick shades of the room
She did not want to lie more in the shadows of the gloom
Her big heart was broken and she thought she had had enough
Little did she know . . . more
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June 01, 2007 01:55 AM EDT --
In the quiet of the night,
When all in bed have gone to sleep,
I get to have some time alone,
To think about life real deep.
In the busy of the day,
With all of life's demands on me
There's . . . more
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August 20, 2007 04:21 AM EDT --
The style and tang of refraction
Form elusive gifts we can share
In perceptive built illusion
Of improvisational air
That is stammering for relief
Like a question seeking belief
In quixotic . . . more
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September 01, 2007 11:04 AM EDT --
Wish I was a genius
Or at least close enough
Solving any problem
Before I'd eaten lunch
Wish I had a dollar
For each mistake I've made
Rolling in the green stuff
Instead of save save save . . . more
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June 22, 2007 01:56 PM EDT --
Ok, basis of the game is I write 5 things about myself. 4 are true, 1 is false. Which one is it???
I'll reveal the answer after I find my missing socks.
1. I once kissed Natalie . . . more
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July 10, 2007 04:40 AM EDT --
The day it lingered til the sun went down
Except of course in Alaskan towns
I tried correspondence no one read
I sharpened pencils then went to bed
The next day I sat and read some poems
Of those not . . . more
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August 09, 2007 11:20 PM EDT --
Just another beautiful day
As I wake up to the birds outside at play
The beauty that surrounds, it is in more than abounds
A Love that I have a desire to share
To show you that I truly care . . . more
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July 01, 2007 04:04 PM EDT --
The national news distorts the truth
Only six companies feed us news.
We need true debate to keep us free
Not the greedy few to steal our dream
True journalism is all but dead
Big pharma . . . more
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August 07, 2007 12:42 AM EDT --
I remember it like it was yesterday
The moment you entered this world
Time just seemed to stop
I held you in my arms
Nestled close to my heart
So small and innocent
I gave you
My whole world . . . more
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July 02, 2007 03:20 PM EDT --
Yep. I've started a new gather group. Just what you all needed, right? ;)
My goal for this group is to provide an interactive community where our readers, visitors, writers, and artists . . . more
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September 18, 2007 09:02 AM EDT --
Some who read this probably won't like my honesty, but I believe there are six reasons that many, especially fellow poets, don't read poems.
1. Self absorption or ego. I don't mean . . . more
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October 03, 2007 04:33 AM EDT --
I stood amazed and watch the dancing and all the windows get fogged up and Fred was gently teaching a few steps I had never heard of. Fred then asked Wilma to catch him from a dance move where he jumped . . . more
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September 22, 2007 02:50 AM EDT --
Twist the twisted words of the brave
Let their honor sing come what may
As they climb mountains of belief
And feel what no one dares believe
For their eyes know the tortured days
Of fallen friends . . . more
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July 26, 2007 01:59 AM EDT --
How sad I feel,
How lonely I am,
No where to turn for the love I yearn,
Long long ago, I thought it was true,
Yet now I know love is untrue,
True only to those that live in a lie,
Hiding the truth . . . more
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November 13, 2007 02:51 PM EST --
I'm all over the map you might say
And out to lunch most everyday
Perhaps you'd call it a holiday
To let my mind drift and stray away
Here in my cubicle of four walls
I can picture . . . 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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July 11, 2007 07:44 PM EDT --
The ladybird
In her element, this
Winter’s morn…
A dazzling smile on
Silver heels
You
Flew into my life
Unnoticed…
Painting my shadow
With stars
. . . more
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February 17, 2008 07:23 AM EST --
Once my sweet child slept angelic in their bed,
Atop their pillow the tousled hair on their head.
What joy there was when every morning came
Laughing and singing he'd(she'd) go fly down the . . . more
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April 25, 2008 11:46 AM EDT --
I am not a lesser being
Be I not the "right"
Race
Religion
Career
Income
Status
Neighborhood
Caste
Sex
Sexual orientation
Eye color
Hair color
Height
Weight
Intelligence . . . more
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May 27, 2007 07:10 PM EDT --
The autumn
Rain brings fresh hope
Of life in the
Sun-burnt country...
The golden wattle blooms
The neophyte
Captures the gentle muse
In the sacred
Dew of the glorious morn… . . . more
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