Tag: random
group name: poeticincarn
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May 27, 2007 10:42 PM EDT --
She rushed head-first into every crevice
of her life, arms wide as if to embrace the unknown
and the wondrous-strange soon became dull-familiar
until the silence took on a bellow of its own.
. . . more
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February 24, 2007 04:04 PM EST --
requiem for blame
I cannot feel sorry for the monster that comes
raging into the quiet field of home
leaving disheveled bits and pieces of paper and heart and dream
casually tossed aside
I prepare . . . more
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September 22, 2007 07:29 PM EDT --
The sun shines alike on grasper and dreamer,
whenever clouds and their rain are working
elsewhere. The sun smites, it burns, it calls deep
into the skin, incites rebellion
whenever . . . more
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October 16, 2007 03:50 PM EDT --
MEMORY'S BROWN
The autumn light falls hard
through stiffened air.
It warms, but to the eye
already death is there.
The spirit that enjoyed
its summer days
makes last show . . . more
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September 29, 2007 09:43 PM EDT --
In living memory of a great good friend, who appreciates being remembered on the day of St. Michael the Archangel...
AUTUMN FLOWER
Out from the Broadway crowd
hideous, petite, . . . 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 28, 2007 11:30 PM EST --
How helpful do you think it would be if Gather added a spell check to their publish article toolbar?
more
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July 12, 2008 10:18 AM EDT --
Celibate pens make good narrators
For Houdini thoughts submerged in ink
Freed of all trappings again . . . more
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February 10, 2007 10:46 AM EST --
I have been in Gather for about five months. I have 330 points. Obviously my goal is not for points. My goal is to write and get solid feed back. I wrote a poem that I thought was . . . more
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September 16, 2007 03:20 PM EDT --
If we gather together
with others who gather,
does it mean
we are Gatherholics?
If we struggle to finish
other things in our day;
If we forget to work
and forget to play,
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February 15, 2007 09:18 AM EST --
Ariiving in Florida on the 13th to balmy temperatures in the 80s was wonderful after having been in Iowa's deep freeze and blizzard conditions that morning. I relished the heat and was somewhat . . . more
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August 19, 2007 09:54 PM EDT --
WHITMAN’S VISION
The lines are still open, projective, toward Paumanok, Springfield,
the Western prairie. . . . more
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September 03, 2007 12:03 PM EDT --
Softer than silence an ache awakens
Buffeting placid routine
Unexpected things sweep down on wings
Caravans of hurts raise chaotic din.
Bringing outlandish paraphernalia
Betrayals, frustrations and . . . more
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August 20, 2007 02:08 PM EDT --
Gyrations of the fire made me smile
Insinuating alacrity
Methodically intent almost frenzied
Feeding voraciously.
The orgiastic feasting would too soon
Ebb in ferocity
Embers glow awhile bemoan
. . . more
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August 23, 2007 05:24 PM EDT --
Statues fear not modesty outraged
Wind can’t their fig leaves shift
Impromptu rendezvous in twinklings insist
Seeking fulfilling tryst
Aiding attires off unscrupulous bodies . . . more
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December 21, 2007 02:10 PM EST --
Autumn Endings
Bare twigs and pines still green
guide the rain down, the drops heavy
at bare bony joints, but . . . more
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February 15, 2008 01:57 PM EST --
THE DOUBTFUL CLAIM "HE WENT..."
I hope you're feeling now
the amber warmth/fierce goodness
you brought all our lives
From what I'm . . . more
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August 14, 2007 09:54 AM EDT --
I look around and see so much to do, but my muse calls to me like a voice of light in the darkness.
Dishes to do, laundry to fold...but my muse won't let me go.
He calls to me at the most . . . more
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February 28, 2007 10:40 PM EST --
This piece was written after reading over a section of my story that I'm writing. Let me know what you think.
You speak of an apology of which, I’m free to accept, . . . more
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