Tag: verse
group name: themeltingpot
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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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August 08, 2008 09:21 AM EDT --
A summer as hot as Louisiana gumbo
called her to the water for an evening swim.
The waves unfurl like dragon pearl tea leaves
beckoning her to enter their embrace
before ebbing to their natural . . . more
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August 12, 2008 09:35 PM EDT --
Destination R & R
Amtrak bullet train
humming and swaying
up the Eastern Seaboard,
but I'm not hurried
or harried.
I read.
I nap.
I strreeetch my . . . 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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October 28, 2007 03:25 PM EDT --
Hot stones catechize my heart
Only to collide and grind
To sand
Rough motes on a stormy day
Allowed past fabric sentries
To live
Sprinkled as cops breaking feuds
Of . . . 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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September 16, 2008 09:29 AM EDT --
For those unfamiliar with welding, a bead is the seam formed when you weld two metal pieces together. Weaving is a motion you do with the electrode, to insure both sides of the two parts melt enough to . . . more
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November 09, 2007 04:14 PM EST --
Once more I hop to the lip and stand
On the edge of my world, and stretch--
What’s that? The wind is fierce today!
My feathers flutter--they feel so good--
But I grip the nest for dear fledgling . . . more
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September 15, 2008 11:40 AM EDT --
Hope is not just a simple reaction,
Pain is not just an end result,
Lies have ways of gaining traction,
Truth, a thing that grows remote.
As we wonder motivation,
Can we see past bias and . . . 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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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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March 17, 2007 01:12 AM EDT --
Rotting in prison, here I shall stay;
cold, cramped, and dark in this lonely cell.
Visitors come, but I usually run them away;
no one should see me in this hell.
. . . more
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June 19, 2007 01:50 PM EDT --
I pour my heart out,
Like water from a spout,
And you, on the other side,
Say nothing.
There's really nothing I want you to be,
I just asked that you acknowledge me.
And you, on the other . . . more
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June 19, 2007 09:42 PM EDT --
Sometimes I hide in my little cave,
A darkend retreat,
That I have made,
And look out on the world,
So bright and cheerful,
In new colors,
Flowers dance from the ground,
and weed others,
Unfold . . . more
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February 29, 2008 07:57 PM EST --
Life's a journey,
We always start out as one,
We seek out others, our compass,
Before our path is done,
There, those lucky,
With one tread,
Stumbling easy on love,
There are others, . . . more
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January 29, 2007 01:45 AM EST --
There is a war raging inside my head;
how many more days will I lie in this bed?
Depression so dark I cannot see,
anxiety so thick I cannot breath.
. . . more
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March 14, 2007 12:41 AM EDT --
It looks like me,
sounds like me,
and may often consume me,
though I assure you,
it is not me.
It may speak for me,
think for me,
and may even act for me,
but I promise you,
it is not . . . more
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February 12, 2007 09:59 PM EST --
The most powerful of weapons shall ne'er cease to be,
those who will hurt me know this the best,
they deem me formidable, and not quick to scare,
so of all that is magic and mystical,
. . . more
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February 19, 2007 09:47 PM EST --
With all the strength I may command,
cast these demons away,
purge them from my being,
only discovering with great dismay,
that they remain ignoring my sincerest demand.
What do I . . . more
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