Tag: poetry
group name: prosegazebo
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October 28, 2007 03:24 PM EDT --
Kaleidoscope
By Carole Shukle
Copyright 1996
What is love?
Midnight on New Year’s Eve? Clamorous horns?
bright jabber, . . . more
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October 04, 2007 03:36 PM EDT --
At three in the morning it happened
My daughter came up and said
There is a man with a flashlight
Knocking on the door.
A little weird don't you think?
I push the husband out of bed.
Said go . . . more
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July 18, 2008 12:03 PM EDT --
Sheltered path encourages me,
To seek beauty,
To embrace peace,
We hold the keys.
Bubbling fountains nurturing hope,
That we can cope,
That we can see, . . . more
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October 21, 2007 12:26 PM EDT --
Hello Everybody, being in an online business, I have the wonderful opportunity to get to know many authors across the United States. Mary Edwards, who wrote Elizabeth's Choice (see my review: . . . more
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July 01, 2008 01:40 PM EDT --
Summer moon spills in bright pools,
Her large eyes mystify me --
Like they always have.
Challenging her,
I witness the fire spring up,
Sensing the gravity - . . . more
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May 31, 2007 07:58 PM EDT --
The darkness presses all around
and tries to bring our spirit down.
Our past is used to haunt us there
As all of our sins are brought to bear.
I step back under the heavy load
stagger and fall to . . . more
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June 28, 2007 07:25 PM EDT --
To praise thee Lord I must pray
Lift up my voice to have my say
Sing out with joy resounding around
And sing of how great your love abounds
With thine own hands you’ve guided me near . . . more
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May 28, 2007 10:50 PM EDT --
I am so alone, I said to myself,
God has gone and left me.
I can’t go on all alone
Not in any way can I see.
Days have come and gone
Since I have been loved
My time drags . . . more
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June 05, 2007 10:54 PM EDT --
DAD
You were my friend and confidant,
You would listen, and judge me not.
More than a father and friend to me.
I miss you even more than I could see.
I know the words were rarely spoken, . . . more
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March 27, 2008 03:53 PM EDT --
Luminous brown hair decorates her head
while he explores floating clues of her thoughts
resting on a bump in her mind.
Will he be safe in the folds of her brain?
Vanity's veneer . . . more
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August 02, 2007 10:14 PM EDT --
His favorite time of day was sunset and looking out at the alpengLOW.
The time before the moon is fully agLOW in the night's sky.
His complexion was salLOW from the months
he had spent indoors . . . more
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February 09, 2008 02:04 AM EST --
AVALON
Skeptics sightless to magic screened portal.
Toads croak hints, fireflys signal path.
Truly young at heart dare venture.
Beyond the end of rainbows
imps, elves, pixies reside. . . . more
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March 31, 2008 10:48 AM EDT --
Paciing the bridge, body slow racing,
I await my suitor's arrival.
Like tadpoles under the bridge,
Our words dart in and out
Of conversations just begun.
Will there be more? I wait. . . . more
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October 28, 2007 12:30 AM EDT --
This poem was written about my daughter when she was born. I had to remember back quite a few years to remember my feelings. She was born in 1970.
Bonding
. . . more
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March 26, 2008 06:54 PM EDT --
RICTAMETER:
Rictameter: 2 4 6 8 10 8 6 4 2 syllables in each of nine lines, 52 syllables in nine lines, first and last lines must be same word.
My friend
wears oxygen . . . more
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July 13, 2008 09:38 PM EDT --
Our ancestors sing
within us we hear their truth
to brighten our path.
more
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November 07, 2007 11:36 AM EST --
I enjoy poetry that speaks to daily issues. I worry about today's children, don't you? Perhaps this will speak to you as it did to me:
If children live with criticism, . . . more
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June 26, 2008 05:26 PM EDT --
Despite the fact leaves are parched,
Silvery fronds decide to dance--
Stretching in symphonies of slenderness.
Until one with a tail by chance,
Betrayed without tenderness,
Dared to . . . more
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July 14, 2008 11:37 AM EDT --
Great Owl
The rain has stopped.
Southwesterly winds howl throughout the night;
But I've preened myself to go out into the darkness.
My large . . . more
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August 16, 2008 11:31 AM EDT --
There he lay on the pavement
spreadeagled in the noonday sun
like an egg that didnt
hit the pan right,
the yolk leaking from the center.
this is and is not Humtey Dumptey
the man who knew too . . . more
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