Tag: poetry
group name: designers
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April 09, 2006 07:59 PM EDT --
I saw the sparkling halo
That was set before my eyes
It seemed to be so magical
I didn't seem surprised
There were people all around me
As a I circled the room that night
And wondered . . . more
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March 21, 2008 05:44 PM EDT --
Click here for an MP3 Recording of Eostre, Or Cross of Sheer Light (2:25min)
Eostre, Or Cross of Sheer Light
I found myself ebbing
away, and so I fasted.
When my commitment . . . more
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August 08, 2006 12:07 AM EDT --
As the breeze plays the leaves like a wind chime, pushing back their pale milky undersides, the whole tree swaying, a dancer's arms held high, gently bending backwards and forwards, the leaves flipping . . . more
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February 02, 2007 07:01 PM EST --
Because of you
No longer do I hurt.
Nor do I cry at night.
I smile a real smile.
I know I'll be alright.
Because of you
I am actually happy.
I can trust again.
I can be the real me.
There's no . . . more
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April 01, 2006 03:25 AM EST --
You see him
Alone
Looking down on the sidewalk
Scuffing his feet
Pacing
Back and forth
He looks up
His cloudless eyes
Looking for a friendly face
. . . more
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January 13, 2007 03:11 PM EST --
The mysteries of the stars are kept
In files of immense singularity,
Just as one thought of you and me
Would fill up all the spaces of my mind
Am I a mystery to you?
You are a must to me!
How may we . . . more
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March 14, 2006 06:35 PM EST --
Memories
Feelings
Racing through my mind
What is real and what is not
Shhh
That noise
What was it
Did you hear it
My throat begins to constrict
I struggle to breathe
The shadows . . . more
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June 30, 2006 02:51 AM EDT --
Sweet Revenant for Norma
In French heels, you were film
noir to the neighborhood's two-reel
matinee. Sloe-eyed and languorous
your gaze said I'm not here to stay. . . . more
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January 17, 2007 02:10 AM EST --
Enormous, looming, blue and beautiful
The sky is emblazoned with your soul-print.
I am consumed with an impulse to steal a handful
Lock it away.
It boasts the power of the billion stars
Burning so . . . more
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August 07, 2006 08:17 PM EDT --
The wind
is a dancer;
her flowing silk shawls
rustling the trees.
more
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August 21, 2006 12:10 PM EDT --
(Receiving feedback, that I think I agree with, that this photopoem is flowery and Hallmark-y, I thought perhaps I should put it back in the context of the writing in my notebook that day, while wondering . . . more
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August 09, 2006 07:03 PM EDT --
The hill rolls away, cut grass freshly mowed,
to the dappled children running.
The blue is so blue. Even in this small park,
forested under the spreading
arms of the trees. Who are singing;
each leaf . . . more
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August 13, 2006 12:17 AM EDT --
The wind
is a dancer;
her flowing silk shawls
rustling the trees.
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The wind
is a dancer;
her silk veils and petticoats
rustling the trees.
~
The wind
is a dancer;
lyrically streaming . . . more
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August 13, 2006 07:05 PM EDT --
Cut it, and cut it, until the meaning's almost lost.
Dreams remain,
hovering.
Pain runs up my left shoulder blade
through my neck into the left throbbing side of my head
and curves over my . . . more
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July 21, 2007 09:47 AM EDT --
Darkness lurking behind
Following my every step
Smiling towards the sun
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November 09, 2007 01:14 PM EST --
Winter approaches.
The caged bird sits, still on his perch...
missed migrations.
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February 17, 2007 02:07 PM EST --
The unyielding flame
Changing shape, burning with life
Iconoclastic
more
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June 04, 2006 09:58 PM EDT --
thoughts
like pebbles
kept by a child eager
just to collect
anything
thoughts
like rainbows
cannot be caught
like butterflies
for they are
mothlike
ephemeral
thoughts
are more than
words strung together . . . more
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December 31, 2006 04:17 PM EST --
Sitting by a crackling fire
parked so close
flames nip at our feet
Our eyes meet
dabs of sweat emerge
Heats of passion overtake the fire
warming of our hearts ensue
Collision of our souls
sparks . . . more
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November 23, 2007 06:26 PM EST --
Fingers dance lightly on the
piano keyboard.
Inner joy becomes quick sound.
more
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