Tag: writing
group name: poetrylove
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February 27, 2008 11:15 AM EST --
Two Cats' Prey (double Tanka)
While trying to type
Something darts by my window.
Half hooded green eyes,
Intent on cat's prey, she leaps.
But misses, . . . more
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March 10, 2008 01:18 PM EDT --
(revised)
When sixty's face
set to my age,
my voice broke loose.
No wisdom, grace,
only mute rage.
Written word ruse
to hide my fear . . . more
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February 26, 2008 04:08 PM EST --
The wise gardener
Knows how a garden should grow.
The wise lover, too,
Uses same ingredients —
Mysterious elements.
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December 17, 2007 01:13 PM EST --
I am a little preemie,
Theres not much to me at all,
I was born so much smaller,
Than a little baby doll,
To some I almost dont look real,
But theres . . . more
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February 26, 2008 08:37 PM EST --
Are we
More a union?
Is sex more passionate?
Am I imagining this as
We part?
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February 26, 2008 03:33 PM EST --
(a Cinquain)
Small house
Buffers wild wind
On hill top and surveys
The view, keeping me protected
Inside
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April 23, 2008 10:15 PM EDT --
You and I were never strangers.
long before we ever met
you held the key to my heart.
You were one I could never forget.
In another world, another time,
We have done it all before,
But one . . . more
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February 21, 2008 01:53 PM EST --
Snowy white moth flirts browning grass.
Ebony bird struts lethargy.
Lazy oleanders bleed red buds.
While cars silent wait on black asphalt lot.
Summer sun slows to orange burn.
Cigarette . . . more
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February 22, 2008 08:26 AM EST --
My unabridged lover waits unperturbed,
Lexicon of love, sweet kiss, soft word.
I nestle beside him, leaf page by page;
Awash in warm ardor, calm undisturbed.
Down pathways of reason my thoughts . . . more
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February 21, 2008 01:48 PM EST --
Wind-pushed rippled gray clouds
Stretch February to cold eternity,
While hawks soar and sweep,
Never moving outstretched wings,
Seeming frozen in South Texas winter.
Chaparral sage, leafless . . . more
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May 24, 2008 03:55 PM EDT --
Silent river flows along mossy banks
just as it did many years ago
when I was a little girl;
The picnic table still stands,
wood rotting away as if from a slow cancer, . . . more
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June 08, 2008 04:16 PM EDT --
So many times
she would pray
for a touch
a tear
a sign
she was alive,
and
so . . . more
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July 15, 2008 12:15 PM EDT --
I brush crumbs to the floor
to make way for paper and pen,
wondering why
I'm left with the remains
of someone's late night sandwich
when all I want to do is
. . . more
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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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May 15, 2008 11:25 AM EDT --
I pricked my finger
for the hundreth time today
. . . more
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May 16, 2008 11:01 AM EDT --
I have nothing that is truly mine
other than the words I pen;
They cannot be stolen, and if ever lost,
I know they are somewhere inside;
Imperfect . . . more
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June 05, 2008 08:08 AM EDT --
May the light guide you,
infuse your being,
calm your fears,
guide you through the storm;
May joyful days find you,
filling you with laughter,
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June 09, 2008 12:02 PM EDT --
What is it about fear
that causes us to hold it close like a lover?
We embrace it,
trust it, let it ingrain our very beings
until we are paralyzed,
and in that inability to move,
we feel safe. . . . more
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June 13, 2008 11:05 AM EDT --
Time is precious,
not to be wasted;
Life is sweet,
meant to be tasted;
Why wither away
our moments?
The time for living is now!
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May 20, 2008 06:20 AM EDT --
Your Breath
fills me;
. . . more
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