Tag: poetry
group name: writingcranny
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March 11, 2008 05:56 PM EDT --
Footsteps lost in the Sand
carrying sorrows and disappointments
Night light has come, Please...?
Walk Away...
Oppression of a mind
is carried by unscrupulous deception,
forcing . . . more
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April 16, 2008 06:24 PM EDT --
Melancholy Nightmare by Gerald W. White Jr.
Am I alive? Or am I dead?
My life seems to subsist only in my head.
With glazed eyes open, upon my face a blank stare.
Consumed; my spirit . . . more
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March 09, 2008 11:58 AM EDT --
Slow motion as mourning mist
wrap around you, willingly pace yourself
as you walk Blindfolded, I think to myself
where is she with my Bleeding Heart
Wishing to come back and give . . . more
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March 10, 2008 11:24 PM EDT --
An straight ahead silence
her silhouette approaches,
predictable senses will allure you
simple passing by...
Uncontrollable desire
waiting at the edge of a river bank, . . . more
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March 12, 2008 11:24 PM EDT --
Circle of clouds
underneath a passionate love,
carefully drawn by winds.
Whispering out loud
Is it your untamed beauty ?
holding you back from darkness,
Merciful . . . more
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April 12, 2008 04:33 PM EDT --
My heart is empty
My head is full
They say it's temporary,
I am not as sure.
I wasn't always this way,
I swear I wasn't.
I used to be loose,
I was lively and fun.
But . . . more
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March 25, 2008 10:32 PM EDT --
Unseen greatness
as I strolled in the sand
partially broken heartache
turning page after page
undeniably love has become
an odyssey.
Reminding me of a
faceless horizon, . . . more
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April 01, 2008 08:06 PM EDT --
On a long day
intentionally I drift to
another Universe,
where meaningful thoughts
randomly feel oppressed by
an unpredictable image.
Holding to a glimpse of . . . more
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April 04, 2008 10:03 PM EDT --
Occasionally
unselfish thoughts
will past you by
finding shadows
walking an entire
plain field with you
trailing me behind.
Deception...
Whirl winds steadily
. . . more
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April 06, 2008 09:44 PM EDT --
Tender moments
allowing us to departure
on a cloudy day
towards ecstasy.
Our journey is eminent
Rose Petals lay upon
opening your eyes
to a new beggining.
A hand full of promises . . . more
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June 22, 2008 11:14 AM EDT --
I've been a little heat sick
or heart sick
Maybe both
I can't seem to focus . . . more
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March 24, 2008 12:25 PM EDT --
This is the homemade tambourine
of jingles from abandoned doors,
an instrument of jangled clicks
that time has tumbled houses through,
and cars - a '59 Ford, '61 Bonneville,
the minty . . . more
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April 03, 2008 08:24 AM EDT --
Amongst us
shadows gradually
corrupting our
piece and mind.
I'm emotionally disturb.
As I walked blindfolded
through a valley
of death souls
leaving . . . more
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April 03, 2008 07:41 PM EDT --
On a cloudy day
still remember
painful memories
of desolation.
Suddenly...
The Phone ring...
My sister sounds stressed
I hear tears falling
as she is getting
. . . more
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May 17, 2008 10:05 AM EDT --
I love Alice Fulton's mix of wordplay, humor and range. For the uninitiated, Dancescript with Electric Ballerina is an excellent, accessible book to begin with. Here's a link to her . . . more
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May 29, 2008 06:29 AM EDT --
If this was the last time I could see you
I would burn your image in my eyes, so you I could forever see
If this were the last time I could hear you
I would record your every word, so I could play . . . 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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April 21, 2008 11:48 PM EDT --
That first time
Your smile and eyes
grabbed at me
Exciting and yet at home
Just the thought of your
touch arrouses me
Yet I feel safe
Gentle
Caring
Yet . . . more
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March 21, 2008 09:31 AM EDT --
I woke up singing American Pie
Why?
"Bye, Bye Miss American Pie
5:36 am
"Drove my Chevy to the levy
Hmmm
"If it keeps on raining the levies going to break" . . . more
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March 16, 2008 05:55 PM EDT --
Expressions of solitude
occupied by a silver lining
astonish as clouds imagine your face
reflecting a side of a bright moon.
Silence was part of the . . . more
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