Tag: poetry
group name: itssuperfluous
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December 01, 2009 08:44 PM EST --
Surreal corridor
“However”, says the naysayer;
‘however’ has always been his
way to end a sentence which will
fly like a mesmerized . . .
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March 07, 2009 12:39 PM EST --
I found this in an e-mail update from the group ¡ POETRY ! which is on the Goodreads site. I think it's a wonderful idea though I don't know where I could do this around here. POETRY . . .
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November 26, 2008 03:29 PM EST --
The holidays have come
And yesterday was lost
What new that might have been done
Was shrugged aside and tossed
What is one to do
Facing the holidays all . . .
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March 11, 2009 10:49 PM EDT --
My Refuge
You are my Lord and refuge,
the one I know I can call.
You are ever beside me
to catch me when I fall.
Lord please look down today
For . . .
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November 28, 2009 09:31 PM EST --
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Estate of dust
It must be trying to reveal this
you have revealed through your Spartan room!
For instance I can see your never
having owned a thing . . .
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February 11, 2009 11:56 AM EST --
What a priceless wealth heaven hath bestowed;
The form of a cherubic face
In this treacherous world - my host;
Triumphs over my agony with all grace.
I'm so lucky to be among a . . .
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February 16, 2009 03:23 AM EST --
God, You have given me everything;
Healthy food to eat, nice job and a beautiful house to live in.
You have fulfilled every wish,
Spotless clothes to wear, scholarly books to read,
And loving parents, . . .
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August 18, 2009 12:34 AM EDT --
Shiva burial of the dead curtains drawn shoes off keriah rend mirrors covered no signs of wealth the heart is dead avel weeps tears of salt tears of mourning seven days only seven days המקום ינחם אתכם . . .
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November 23, 2008 05:46 AM EST --
If you are irritated by every rub, how will you be polished? ~ Rumi
______ ~ Rumi (Mawlānā Jalāl ad-Dīn Muḥammad Balkhī) (1207-1273) ~
I died as a mineral and became a . . .
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August 15, 2008 03:08 PM EDT --
Taylor and Simon, What can I say? Timing is bad I saw your display Invasion, Amazing I saw you Things about you take my breathe away Fractaled Fuzzy Chaos A beautiful persona, an enigma Bad timing A thing . . .
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August 19, 2008 07:03 PM EDT --
You haunt me I loosen my bearings Day becomes night I take The Trane to another place Cool breezes surround me I see a ray of hope in front of me There is attraction in this place The whimsical humours . . .
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August 25, 2008 08:07 PM EDT --
When I wake I think of you, It is not really you, more the idea of you, the feel of your idea in my consciouness The being I have is not of the mind Marriage, the intimate or close union The sun came . . .
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September 04, 2009 11:02 AM EDT --
living in a desert starving, famished lacking sustenance for the brain nourishment for the soul light to annihilate the thirst alone in all but name asking, pleading for the food of life for a decade . . .
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May 23, 2009 09:37 AM EDT --
MAIL ORDER GROOM
©2009 Robert C Burnham
The iron curtain opened
And your beauty arose
My heart it is lifted
As eastward wind blows
The far side . . .
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September 02, 2007 08:01 PM EDT --
This is a repost, but fitting for today ... to all the veterans reading THANK YOU!!!
MONUMENT
Let the guns cease to sound and cannons cease their roar So many . . .
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May 26, 2009 02:29 AM EDT --
Its my fantasy dancing in an art deco club softly swaying to simpatico strains delicately dipping me, first diminutive then deep a dress out of a movie from the 1940's soft, pale, can I be Veronica Lake? . . .
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May 28, 2009 06:01 PM EDT --
Scents send me back. I see things now that I did not even realize were there, but they were. Looking back I see the signposts on the road of my life. I look at them one by one and read them. I see the . . .
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May 29, 2009 10:48 PM EDT --
Momentary memories come near love and hate now and late touching the movement of the clock Where is the time? Is it late, is it late? touching the beats of your heart time surrenders to no one Must we . . .
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May 30, 2009 10:31 AM EDT --
This is a time that I need things I cannot speak of to ease my soul. Looking down the shore I see the woman child standing, transfixed, mesmerized, staring at the blue of the water and the sky, waiting . . .
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May 30, 2009 11:52 AM EDT --
If the sun refused to shine if the mountains crumbled to the sea love songs and other hyperbole love, ahhh, love what of love? don't call me love unless you mean it I am human I am fragile I am breakable . . .
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