Tag: poem
group name: starvingartists
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July 09, 2008 04:44 PM EDT --
I mirror myself in his eyes
He whips them and I crawl
His countenance, I await
He smiles and I stand tall
Please approve;
I carry his sorrow
I am his sorrow
His hand embraces mine, . . . more
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May 19, 2007 04:43 PM EDT --
I feel the burn in my brain.
Somehow your named got etched in there by mistake.
It pesters me all day, it invades my transistors.
I feel my heart malfunction...
I thought I'd pay that guy . . . more
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April 23, 2007 08:57 PM EDT --
I feel the ache
It surrounds my every bone
I can see the scars on my flesh
I remember each cut
Suddenly I'm drained.
I've never felt this cold.
My soul gasps:
What . . . more
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October 18, 2006 12:19 AM EDT --
You were a spark searching for something to light.
All soft touches and warm smiles and such a sad, distant longing in your eyes. How much cheaper would the sum of my life have been, without you? It is . . . more
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August 31, 2006 09:30 PM EDT --
The old worn-out house
Sat empty for so long,
Cobwebs hung on doors.
And winding weeds grew out
Window panes.
Then sometime in early March
Action figures arrived.
. . . more
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August 05, 2007 12:41 AM EDT --
Desire #1
How much we share, as yet unknown,
In lives apart like spotlights searing city skies,
Roving lidless, gazing upon the heavens, yet
Seeing neither stars nor each other.
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June 21, 2008 05:15 PM EDT --
wild flowers
that are so striking
that shoot up between
bi-weekly adventures
of the lawn mower
are my resource of joy
red and yellow
and there for you
if you were there . . . more
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April 22, 2008 11:52 PM EDT --
Amongst cruelty
warriors displaced Sons and Daughters
from The Walls of Babel
wearing the tears of dark horizon
reality bleeds inside out
pleading with Almighty . . . more
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August 25, 2007 05:02 PM EDT --
yellow birches, red maples, and old old oaks offer their leaves to the rain-soaked road, mourning this august twilight, in camouflage for the palm-sized discs of flattened baby snappers. i continue to . . . more
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January 10, 2008 03:21 PM EST --
Suspicion-(rictameter)
A hint
Of difference
Whispers in ears; in dark.
Day brings false smiles, nods. Roving eyes.
Rashness murders bodies; mouths closet thoughts. . . . more
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October 20, 2006 04:06 PM EDT --
Inside writhing, squirming, screaming,
Head spinning, swirling, streaming,
Fear feeding, growing, controlling,
Misery unrelenting, maddening, roiling,
Terror afflicting, torturing, overpowering,
Mind . . . more
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August 09, 2007 11:40 PM EDT --
The purpose of life is a life of purpose.
- Robert Byrne
ABC's of Sue
A... is for Andrew, my beloved twenty-something son.
B... is for Bellevue, home . . . more
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June 15, 2008 11:12 PM EDT --
trying to catch up
on a bill that got
lost because i am
forwarding everything
trying not to be mad
about not being able
to remember my password
it is cool here
not like . . . more
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June 16, 2007 03:40 PM EDT --
The woods are not a metaphor for any human thing.
Cities are a metaphor for trees.
We have tried to recreate
roots, shelter, aspiration,
the nourishment we once plucked from her hand,
and all our building . . . more
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September 22, 2007 01:57 PM EDT --
A man was walking down the road,
A sad and lonely man.
He spied a person coming up,
A wo-man to be sure.
The wo-man stopped to say hello.
You look so down and out;
Whatever can the matter . . . more
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December 07, 2006 08:36 AM EST --
Crimson Dawn
i don't have to dress
or consummate it
cause i have to prove
size does not matter
life is hungry
obscenity and divinity...
rebel that i happen to be
are never far from home
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June 03, 2007 06:29 PM EDT --
This was written for a friend when life sent us down different paths. Although I doubt we shall ever meet again, I couldn't bring myself to say Goodbye.
Life is a journey we travel every day,
Friends made . . . more
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June 28, 2008 10:31 AM EDT --
i would love to
balance your
pleasure on
anatomy angles
to leverage your hips
and place a pinnacle
of delight on the corner
of your lips
to kiss that delight
in a mashing . . . more
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April 30, 2008 12:10 AM EDT --
Once I rediscovered
my heart an entire lifetime
listening to unknown voices
drifting slowly to an abyss
Drawn by shades
caught in the rain
against splendid breeze, . . . more
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October 31, 2006 12:15 PM EST --
I love this poem, so in the essence of Halloween.......
Edgar Allan Poe
The Raven
[First published in 1845]
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint . . . more
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