Tag: poetry
group name: iwrite
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August 06, 2008 01:24 AM EDT --
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April 23, 2008 10:15 PM EDT --
You and I were never strangers.
long before we ever met
you held the key to my heart.
You were one I could never forget.
In another world, another time,
We have done it all before,
But one . . . more
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May 26, 2008 10:00 AM EDT --
I used to do it when I was young,
Though I don't do it any more.
I did it in my room all alone
At night after I locked my door.
I could have done it in the day,
But I . . . more
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December 06, 2007 07:30 PM EST --
I think about the fun times I’ve had.
Gather brought me out of my shell.
Now it’s time for me to branch out
And so, I say fare-thee-well.
The friends I’ve . . . more
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December 12, 2006 09:12 AM EST --
This deals with a rather dark theme, but please tell me what you think about it.
Dark Abyss
Drift away to welcome this darkness
This sudden, inevitable nightfall
You can run, but never can you hide
From . . . more
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July 23, 2007 02:59 PM EDT --
Was it merely the moon
Or was it the heady wine?
Did they both dissolve
All of our futile restraint?
You swept back your hair
With a defianf brush
As your bosom heaved
And your wanton sleeve slipped
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December 13, 2007 01:11 PM EST --
This follows on from "What's John Donne doing in a Taxi?"
Priya stood in front of the main door of the luxurious residence where the party was taking place. She looked anxious as . . . more
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August 29, 2007 03:42 PM EDT --
Let's pause for a moment and think of the devastation caused by rampant roaring fires of large parts of Greece. I think that a prayer is needed. Amen. Thank you all.
Introduction
The nine Muses of . . . more
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December 11, 2006 12:13 AM EST --
I don't know why for some reasons, the formatting won't show... Well, on the the poem.
I - Wish not too much, mortals
upon moments of loneliness --
peaceful may it sound . . . more
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December 11, 2006 12:17 AM EST --
Crimson --- such a wondrous shade.
Wouldn't you agree?
Too much it represents;
from the most delicate of life
to the harshest truth of mortality. . . . more
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May 08, 2007 03:25 PM EDT --
The train to Halma was slow. As slow as it had always been for the past seventy years.
Narrow gauge mountain tracks, with hundreds of hairpin bends, spectacularly high bridges and long dark tunnels, . . . more
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May 09, 2007 02:34 PM EDT --
This situation was not what she needed in her life. Tears of total frustration and helplessness welled up in her eyes.
Then a very strange thing happened. As I kept staring at her, I had the feeling . . . more
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December 12, 2007 01:04 PM EST --
Priya had come home to her apartment that afternoon at about five-thirty feeling very happy. While pouring herself a mango juice, she suddenly remembered an invitation to a party that evening. . . . more
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June 13, 2008 10:51 PM EDT --
Natural Life
She said, I love you dearly,
I replied, You're the best in the land,
She told me we ought to be married,
and then she took me by the hand!
We sashayed into the village; . . . more
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February 05, 2007 03:17 AM EST --
A little (more or less) fiction, a little nonfiction... How about a little poetry; something I wrote over ten years ago:
Jasmine
I put my fingers to my nose & smell
the sweet scent of jasmine. . . . more
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December 11, 2006 12:08 AM EST --
In this little mind where I see
Ripples in the red sea
Where tears and blood combine
To pierce this heart of mine
Where children run around
In search of warmth never found
of a mother's lovely lullaby . . . more
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December 16, 2006 06:02 PM EST --
I looked into the distance
And saw the dark horison
So I asked the sun to pierce it
But its rays seemed not to be on
I looked into the distance
But there was not any sound
So I sent out an eagle
But . . . more
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December 02, 2007 12:25 AM EST --
We come from similar places,
scarred by love,
scarred by anger,
but the scars are hidden
and they have taken root
and wrapped themselves
around our hearts;
Our love cannot go deep. . . . more
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December 10, 2007 09:55 AM EST --
Stirring coffee with sugared spoon,
she prays for noon,
reads the paper,
eats her fiber
wondering if she should go walk
or sit and balk,
dreaming of health
and youth and . . . more
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August 19, 2007 07:55 PM EDT --
I would just like to inform you that fellow gatherite Alison Pearce has published her first ezine on lulu.com. Her poetry is wonderful,deep and touching. Titled "TOUCHING BLUE' Alison draws . . . more
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