Tag: poetry
group name: freelypoetic
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October 23, 2007 05:08 PM EDT --
Concrete poem and BOWL single word challenge
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a............................................................d . . . more
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August 25, 2008 04:22 AM EDT --
WINGS OF FLAME
Dripping down your mouth
the red spices glistening
Your tongue slides over top
and begs for a drink
to soothe the fire
of the tasty hot wings
Yes.... the wings of flame . . . more
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August 11, 2008 09:06 PM EDT --
Lady Luck
By Beverly P.
Long and slender were her legs
Her hair a golden brown
High rollers knew her very well
In this gambling town
Her eyes said more than anyones . . . more
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November 23, 2007 06:34 PM EST --
I sit and sip hot cocoa
by the bright fireplace.
Content, I read my favorite book.
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December 19, 2007 06:45 AM EST --
Black clouds swirl and whirl around until they
hover
and darken
the sunlight
The leaves rest-
less-
ly flutter
in an airless breeze that
whistles slightly in the window screen
and I can no longer . . . more
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June 26, 2008 10:35 AM EDT --
FLOW
eternal bridging
cleansing the past in ripples
forgetting time
wandering with a purpose
always moving forward
Michelle . . . more
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May 31, 2008 10:48 PM EDT --
Without a name you are
nor are you with a purpose
no subject chosen for your virtue
you are more precious than my person
poetic verses
how i form thee in your anonymity
unsure of what . . . more
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August 08, 2008 12:53 PM EDT --
CHINA
China was her name
silk for hair
jade for eyes
She played lunar games.
Dragon was her birth year
hot tea to . . . more
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August 13, 2008 03:48 PM EDT --
LUCKY
I found a four leaf clover
I held it in my hand
A strong wind blew it away
"Come back!" was my command.
It did not, so then a cat
As black as velvet night
Crossed . . . more
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August 25, 2008 03:56 AM EDT --
PICNICS
P layful times
I n different places
C hildren running in sack races
N ever lacking any food
I am always in the mood
C ome and join our PICNIC
*I submit . . . more
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July 10, 2008 10:04 AM EDT --
CANDLE
Can't see! It's dark!
And there are monsters after me!
No, no, no! They are so close,
Don't let them get to me.
Leave me alone. Go away! . . . more
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January 01, 2008 04:12 PM EST --
How do I slip out of my
ordinary existence into the
electric
sensual-ness
of your hand
it's so warm and
mine fits so snuggly against
it
I close my eyes
to imagine
my heart feels swollen . . . more
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Ethereal Exploits - a Renga, by Rene Allen, Tom Curl, Mary Z., Amy S., Alison Pearce, Linda B, Mary S., Anita R., Charles William Hoffman, Angie O., Kathy W., Laura B., and Tracey W.
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March 13, 2008 04:45 PM EDT --
Speaking quietly
Celestial bodies
Share stories of the void
sometimes whispering softly
of ethereal exploits
Hushed invisible zephyr
Shapes rocks and worlds
Stellar wind without . . . more
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July 22, 2008 06:30 PM EDT --
The hourglass was now empty
And suddenly she was out of time,
So she walked away from a life
That no longer seemed to rhyme.
The sand had slipped through her fingers
Through a crack in the bottom . . . more
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June 26, 2008 08:55 AM EDT --
ANGEL OF MINE
Angel with the broken wings,
where are you going?
You are lost
Far from heaven
Falling from the heights
Falling to the ground . . . more
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June 28, 2008 10:12 AM EDT --
Ordinarily it wouldn't have happened,
But the booze went to my head.
I lost my inhibitions
And I wound up in your bed.
You looked into my eyes
And lit my body's fire
Pressed your lips . . . more
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July 13, 2008 03:12 PM EDT --
I used to keep my heart
In a woven wicker basket
On a cluttered closet shelf.
It was safe there.
You came along one day
bringing candied sunshine on a stick,
I put it away in a black box . . . more
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March 30, 2008 07:20 PM EDT --
Our Poets in order of appearance:
Susan B. with Rosetta Stone ,
Lynn Doiron with A Tin of Keys ,
Mary S with We ,
Manonmano with A Key Forteller...The Mirror!!!, . . . more
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June 30, 2008 02:51 AM EDT --
Alone in the darkness,
I stand at my window
and gaze down on my deserted block,
barely lit by a single street lamp.
Suddenly, I see him,
The old man sitting lonely
On the September cold, . . . more
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March 12, 2008 10:29 AM EDT --
B uoyant and brilliant at parties,
O dette is always the center of the social
U niverse. Her singular
N arcissistic ways are only eclipsed . . . more
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