Tag: poetry
group name: blackbirds13
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September 29, 2007 01:17 AM EDT --
war is hell
the swamp is holy refuge from hell
war is here again
not happy days
take me to your swamp
drown me in dusty dry gin
your eyes pierce . . . more
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October 08, 2007 12:03 AM EDT --
BROKEN-WINGED ANGEL
©Robert C Burnham
{for my friend, she knows who she is}
If you’ll gather around to listen
There’s a tale . . . more
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November 09, 2007 10:21 AM EST --
I fought with the rain
and lost, cold
At five I didn't know I was the hunter
Sitting on the stoop
I was the prey
Or so I thought
Until my golden winged friend . . . more
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November 30, 2007 08:15 AM EST --
The Skater
by Marianne McNamara
When blue twilight wrapped the house
and I waited for the rest of them
to come back from school and jobs and errands
(strange that I should . . . more
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December 02, 2007 12:54 PM EST --
The National Weather Service Issues A Winter Storm Watch
Anticipation hovers at the edges of the heavy gray sky
electric with the faint throb of far-off energy and static.
. . . more
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October 31, 2007 05:39 PM EDT --
like
dusty speckled leaves
past their golden gleam
under foot and paw
scattering beneath and settling
nestling back on cold ground
a life of tattered dreams
spilled upon . . . more
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August 04, 2008 07:48 PM EDT --
The best china has deep red roses
painted on delicate stems. It's displayed
in the smoked-glass cabinet, proud on parade,
and the numbers have strayed from six
because . . . more
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June 05, 2008 07:25 PM EDT --
About four years ago, while traveling for work in Fairfax, Virginia, I had an epileptic seizure. This wasn't entirely new to me - I had them on a weekly basis as a child, but had not had one since . . . more
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February 13, 2008 10:46 PM EST --
The Letter
I place my letter on the table
Ten pages long, double-spaced
I feel that I will be unable
To have my worst fears faced.
To others it might be . . . more
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February 25, 2008 11:34 PM EST --
Eclipse - Rictameter (2-4-6-8-10-8-6-4-2)
Winter
Lunar eclipse
The Moon in Earth's umbra
The Earth's shadow upon the moon
The moon doesn't totally disappear . . . more
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December 02, 2007 01:12 PM EST --
December,
blow dryer of leaves,
multi-colored cyclone maker,
wind chiller, heart stiller.
Frost heaver, hat and mitten finder,
choreographer of flurries crystal . . . more
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July 23, 2008 12:06 AM EDT --
She sells sea shells on the sea shore.
Sea swells, she sells sea shells no more.
Sea swells, sea dwellers fading away.
Sea felled sea dwellers, hot air today.
She sold sea . . . more
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November 30, 2007 11:42 AM EST --
many icicles
majestic wonder viewing
cold breathing freezes
(c) 2007 George E Thompson
more
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February 22, 2008 11:45 PM EST --
Blink Acrostic
Bewildered, confused
Lonely, scared
Isolated, incomprehensible
Neglected, overlooked
Kindergarten
more
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July 25, 2008 06:29 PM EDT --
WATCHING RHINE
It just lies here in its big
curve through Basel
on an early autumn
evening, possibly wanting
to have changed its course
a few times over the years
but maybe not minding . . . more
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April 20, 2008 08:31 AM EDT --
How is is you say you love me
When every time you don't get your way
I am the one who is wrong
How Is it you say you love me
When you use the words that cut the deepest
How is . . . more
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July 08, 2008 01:02 PM EDT --
I forgot to link y'all to this: How To Write a Sestina
Try it, you'll be glad you did.
No one
Can write a poem using two
Hands, a sheet of . . . more
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December 09, 2007 05:29 PM EST --
for Will Evans, to whom this email poem was addressed
Yesterday was my wife´s saint´s day,
so I was offline and not answering calls
if you called--I don´t think you . . . more
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March 20, 2008 02:15 AM EDT --
sestina
Money for Nothing in Sugarville, Tennessee
On my left hand, I wear a diamond ring,
A gift from my old man, he calls me his sugar.
On my right hand, I wear nothing.
Today the . . . more
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July 29, 2008 11:51 PM EDT --
Sto ope d beneath the weight of years
Flowers dro ope d in veil of tears
Promises co ope d in empty cage
Where futures who ope d with rage.
Ope ns her heart to . . . more
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