Tag: people
group name: poeticincarn
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February 27, 2007 12:10 AM EST --
Forbidden Dream
In the corners of your mind
And the core of your design,
In the pout of your lips
And the sway of your hips,
You are a forbidden dream-
You are not what you seem.
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April 04, 2007 04:05 AM EDT --
1. Do you have plans for the next 5 years? What are they?
2. Are you a part of an intellectual community? How big is it?
3. What are your main needs and expectations?
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June 01, 2007 01:03 PM EDT --
Wind is tender.
Love is sweet.
I do not remember
any defeat.
I have enough.
I am never rough.
Unless my love is away
I feel . . . more
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March 26, 2007 04:24 PM EDT --
Problems aren't stops signs.
They're only checkpoints along the road to your goals.
Courage is, knowing that you may win
and trying when you know you can lose.
Success is getting . . . more
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May 18, 2007 03:26 PM EDT --
To stand above the crowds
or to be paid by the hours?
To share whatever . . . more
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March 19, 2007 05:50 PM EDT --
Another poem,
The indentation of another feeling, alas, perhaps another instant of life wich we pursue until we have it in our hands,
And do not let go,
Like the harp of Galactic Andreas Vollenweider, . . . more
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July 30, 2007 01:45 PM EDT --
The declaration of her man
Are you jealous? Are you nervous?
Are you keeping silent? Are you getting violent?
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February 04, 2007 01:27 PM EST --
Thank You to the blue eyed warriors of my life
The first warrior, the rebel
with the motorcycle, the convertible and
blue eyes
I followed him willingly toward the path of womanhood
He . . . more
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April 04, 2007 01:18 AM EDT --
panic...anxiety
panxiety
keeps me awake at night
my happy face mask...
hides it so well
no not bipolarism
no not manic depression
good old fashion chronic sadness
how to move from panxiety to joy . . . more
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May 09, 2008 11:00 PM EDT --
Sealing a part of me off from the sight of others. Holding back from a thought, from an action meant to bond one to another. A word that stands for something bigger than me. . . . more
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February 07, 2007 02:46 PM EST --
Felicitations fellow wordsmiths. I am the poetic part of Bert's brain. I am located in the back of his head touching both the right brain and the left brain. This way I have access . . . more
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March 30, 2007 05:05 PM EDT --
After September 11, 2001 you couldn't go anywhere without hearing "Proud to be an American" it was on the radio, the tv,
everywhere you looked.
Almost 6 years later we have an increase . . . more
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February 12, 2007 02:04 AM EST --
Lying in the wet grass
Under the weeping tree
Smiling and shivering shamelessly
When you discovered me
Naked and defenseless
Against the wind’s biting lust
I shift from girl to mistress
With . . . more
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February 26, 2007 11:41 PM EST --
The House with Nobody in It
Whenever I walk to Suffern along the Erie track
I go by a poor old farmhouse with its shingles broken and black.
I suppose I've passed it a hundred times, but I always . . . more
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February 06, 2007 10:04 AM EST --
Bullets and gore,
Death by the score,
Rockets, cannons, a thrown grenade,
Soldiers coming to the woundeds aid.
Bombs shrapnel-hide your head,
Yelling, screaming, . . . more
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May 12, 2008 02:04 PM EDT --
Vast reaches of void --
Suns, worlds spin and collide...
Infinity so vast, so vacant...
The ultimate result?
Nothing but space...
Ever so much more . . . more
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July 21, 2008 01:59 PM EDT --
She made her way
every Saturday
with a crisp fifty in her pocket,
browsing through
the trinkets and wares,
books and furniture...
people everywhere;
She would nod and smile
at everyone . . . more
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February 19, 2007 06:03 AM EST --
Today looking in the mirror,
Putting on a face, I wondered.
What had I seen of myself before this?
What witness had my life to give for itself?
The first time I loved...
He didn’t see me at all, . . . more
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March 31, 2007 02:14 AM EDT --
At noon, spread my legs, took a brisk walk in the sun,
Alone, by myself, not for grief or remorse,
Just some time all alone, for reflection, of course
As I went, tried catching rays, between my forefinger . . . more
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August 07, 2007 11:09 AM EDT --
I watch, as you make you plots,
As you devise your schemes.
I wonder,
Wonder what it all means.
You smile your plastic smile,
While lies hang in your teeth like rotting meat, . . . more
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