Poem

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• in Family
  Void’s Pull
  A love poem
  by vbueno / on Oct 29, 2009

Latest blogosphere posts tagged “Poem”

• Grandiose

  
  Authspot — Authority: 574
  The wind blew wisps of hair about my face as we gazed upon one another. They called her Grandiose, for she was. Her face was steady with silence; eyes shut and lips locked. Lines across her skin were thick with age. Vines upon her cheeks were strong with growth. The moon cast out shadow out beside us; mine ...
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• Vachel Lindsay podcast

  
  Al Filreis — Authority: 428
  From left to right, Aldon Nielsen, Michelle Taransky, Charles Bernstein in my office recently for the recording of the 26th episode of PoemTalk. This is one is about Vachel Lindsays "The Congo." Go to the PoemTalk page for much more and a link to the podcast audio.
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• Tell Me What’s on Your Mind

  
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  When I see you walking around I can tell that you’re feeling down I wish that you would open up to me And tell me what’s on your mind I wish that you would understand That I’ll give you a helping hand And I’m here for you with an ear to lend Just tell me what’s on your mind
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• Poem : God’s Boxes

  
  Free christian music download | Wallpapers of Jesus and Mary | Poems and Songs — Authority: 428
  I have in my hands two boxes, Which God gave me to hold. He said, “Put all your sorrows in the black box, And all your joys in the gold.” I heeded His words, and in the two boxes, Both my joys and sorrows I stored, But though the gold became heavier each day, The black was as light as before. With curiosity, I ...
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• He Proposed

  
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  She smells the rose At the tip of her nose As soon as she saw the rose This made her feelings grow All of her blood rushed to her head He is always on her mind They make love all over the bed That is how they love to spend their time Her hands all over his chest They love so deep they don’t get enough rest ...
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• Wanted: No Name

  
  Musings from the Newly Hatched — Authority: 128
  I have been so blocked on this prompt! Pick a number, make that number the title of your poem, and write a poem. Again I changed the title, and maybe the poem isn’t so number-y either, but I started with the number one.   And one is appropriate – one more poem to go.   Wanted: One lost and missing thing, ...
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• Food and its unbelievable power .

  
  p4poetry — Authority: 154
  It made a person irrefutably realize his / her true stature on this earth – which was nothing infront of the Almighty Lord – as morsels were gobbled with raw humanitarian fervor and then even the most mature of body exultated in child-like delight, It made people forget deplorably miserly discrepancies of caste; ...
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• Cold is The Absence of Heat

  
  Authspot — Authority: 574
  There’s a bitter cold pulling at my sanity. Frosted icicles poking at my eyes. In this icy palace waiting in line for the chance to be queen of these silent corners of the world where only the evil survive the snow. Where the forgotten never find the heat.
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• Beauty is

  
  Authspot — Authority: 574
  What we know is beauty. Beauty is and beauty is not. Think, a little abstract. If there was no such thing as beauty, we would all be beautiful.
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• Original Poetry Two by Michael Brideau

  
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  Original Poetry Two by Michael Brideau   Calypso will fall The Nereid of the sea, Oh great nymph of Greece, One of three, We bend our knees to the ground,  To worship you, On our vessels we climb, Upon the waters of your body, Our fate worse than death, Those rocks come to ...
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• slowly, slowly

  
  the shape of secrets — Authority: 130
  i am late on The Jog because ive been scrambling around in my poems this morning. always playing, rearranging, finding. poems are strange. sometimes i love them, sometimes i hate them, sometimes they embarrass the hell out of me. anyway, i have no clue what number draft this is or if this poem is even done, but i ...
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• Wierd Story I Made in Class

  
  Authspot — Authority: 574
  The town was deserted and the dog pooped on the porch. The cat came to smell it. The home owner was on vacation. And the dog and the cat had a party inviting all there friends, including the duck, the turtle, the mouse, the moose, the cow, the pirate, the tiger, the pineapple, and Captain Computer was even there. No ...
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• Dave and Beth’s excellent chapbook adventure, and Dana and Nathan’s far-from-bogus collaborative journey

  
  Via Negativa — Authority: 492
  At Read Write Poem , Dana Guthrie Martin has interviewed Beth Adams and me about our experiences publishing a chapbook — check it out. As with our live podcasts at qarrtsiluni , we seem to fall naturally into roles quite analogous to those of sports commentators on the radio: Beth calls the plays, and I provide ...
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• J. R Tomlin – Interview With The Author

  
  1stAngel Arts Magazine — Authority: 154
  jeannetomlin.blogspot.com She paused with a piece of meat halfway to her mouth. “So, Jessup—” “What? You’re not paying me to talk—” She grinned. “What if I paid you?” He narrowed his eyes and considered her, sitting there so cocky. “There’s no amount of coin that can buy my conversation.” ...
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• I Will Always Think About You

  
  Authspot — Authority: 574
  Image via Wikipedia Listening to your songs I see You’re about to give up The will to continue pushed, But it’s hard to shake it Mysteriously pious Addicted by the stroke Of early arrival Of bet that was so good. ~ I’ll always think about you, Your life amazed me well, From the very beginning, ...
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• The Night is a River

  
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  The night is a river That flows deep and silent Her tides and currents Are her own, and Her glittering rhythm Shimmers always beneath the daytime Forever dark and free Unknowing, and unknowable. She fills me with secret delight, And her hard bright stars Glint in a dark blue curtain of desert That she draws ...
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• Love Message -1413-

  
  1 Million Love Messages — Authority: 133
  Love Message -1413-This is an Original Post from: 1 Million Love MessagesTo avoid Spam Blogs, we decided to publish only a Summary Feed. Please visit 1 Million Love Messages to read our daily... [[ This is a content summary only. Visit my website for full links, other content, and more! ]]
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• Tough Love

  
  Another Lost Shark — Authority: 127
  The night I honeymooned with Brisbane she took me around like a sweetheart to meet the family. We came upon places where McLennan had had her before me. We passed Jacaranda trees gathering dusk and she was friendly with old drunks and buskers. When we passed City Hall, she reminisced about Roy Orbison and The Rolling ...
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• A New Day

  
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  The wet petal carpet sticks to my soul   a chilling breeze finds it’s way through my clothes.   Rhythmic steps continuously drive me on   through the drizzle, to the sun blanket on my face   and a hot coffee between by palms.   It’s just beginning.  
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• Listing Candlesmoke

  
  Authspot — Authority: 574
  ectoplasmic expansion streaming slivers hurried haze withering white sudden scent burnt burst demse distraction vanished vapors
  19 hours ago

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