Tag: verse
group name: poetrybyus
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March 12, 2007 02:21 PM EDT --
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The sun blazes.
We know what it is.
Its rays flood .
We chart the physics of them.
That light-wave combo platter
a feast . . . more
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January 21, 2007 11:28 AM EST --
“Elusive Shadow”
Time lurks in shadows.
Portraying itself as elusive
Hard to find, track down
And limited!
Like my own shadow.
Hard to catch!
I turn around
It’s . . . more
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February 17, 2008 03:40 AM EST --
idle
machinery
snow's frigid grip pastured
fields of past labor remember
planting
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My thanks to Cindy T. for providing the inspiration for . . . more
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December 22, 2007 07:45 AM EST --
How, when Santa's dead?
Now we lay our head,
Down without the man,
That put sugar plums on our map.
If anyone can,
Show me how to find Christmas,
Show me how to bridge that gap, . . . more
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December 29, 2007 01:15 PM EST --
Trouble lurks
on the outskirts
a perimeter,
a buffer
surrounds me
Through the mist
I can see your face
somber,
intense
and focused
to guide
and protect
Raw . . . more
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February 17, 2008 03:51 AM EST --
sower
horse drawn seed hand
time has made impotent
cold kernel-dispensers barren
winter
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My thanks to Cindy T. for providing the inspiration . . . more
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January 17, 2007 04:28 PM EST --
Silence.
Three in nature:
Sun’s setting in the west,
Orion’s constellation. . . And
Snowfall.
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The cinquain challenge request was to devise a . . . more
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July 25, 2007 09:46 PM EDT --
I have waited
my whole life
to feel this way.
Dreamed about you
long ago.
I have imagined
my life with you.
A fantasy that
has come true.
I can't believe
I am here with . . . more
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December 01, 2007 01:41 PM EST --
Perched upon this rock
looking over the earth below
searching for answers
in your beauty.
Find me up here
hiding from troubles
soaring in a dream
of challenged hope. . . . more
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March 10, 2007 12:11 AM EST --
This does not come from my personal experience, but it is my way of reflecting the thoughts and experiences of someone very dear to my heart.
I find myself on my hands and knees,
disoriented . . . more
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June 24, 2007 10:22 AM EDT --
This poem is sort of an attempt to say a lot with very few words. An attempt to place you in an environment you can taste, smell, and feel. Hopefully, if you've ever been there, it will place you back . . . more
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August 16, 2007 12:48 PM EDT --
Time and a Bottle
alas, alack, and woe is me,
here's what's left at sixty-three:
insipid personality ,
with good looks gone, and mind grown dimmer, . . . more
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December 28, 2007 01:00 AM EST --
A great tragedy was averted this past Christmas and it's something you won't read in the news. Flickertail, the private investigator received a tip from a secret agent she knew. This agent said . . . more
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June 17, 2007 11:19 PM EDT --
I miss you so much, Dad,
Every time I want to share a triumph,
Or bend an ear to commiserate a loss,
I miss the way with words you had.
And the very worst of the ethereal tear,
Is that no matter . . . more
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July 23, 2007 07:33 PM EDT --
From a single point of view,
A small dog has sweet dreams, too.
He wants a mate, and lots of food,
His owner's love, and good attitude,
To go for walks, and even runs,
To chase some rabbits would . . . more
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July 23, 2007 07:38 PM EDT --
Winter is a snow blanket the world pulls up to its chin, And shivers.
Spring is the laundering and airing out of its linens,
The renewal and salvation of the cloth of life.
Summer the thirst, hanging . . . more
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September 20, 2007 12:31 PM EDT --
I know
you are almost
a man
but you will always
be my boy.
I know
you don't want
your mom
but I will
love you anyway.
I know
you think I
am stupid
how could . . . more
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May 25, 2008 08:40 PM EDT --
This is a day to remember our forefathers, our aunts, our uncles, fathers, mothers, and brothers that have gone before, but while that is true, in addition to Veteran's day, maybe because many of those . . . more
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August 17, 2007 08:51 AM EDT --
Waiting
Although my heart just wants to play
and cook a poem every day,
This mirthless mind of mine refuses...
So while I'm rueing . . . more
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November 21, 2007 06:35 AM EST --
The corporate boards in their counting house,
The poor in their shacks under bridges,
That's the face of Amerika the Damned,
From Death Valley's floor, to majestic ridges.
Two Americas, . . . more
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