Tag: poetry
group name: gathermoderator
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September 03, 2008 12:29 PM EDT --
Hidden Tigress on the hill
Lying so completely still
Golden eyes peer from the grass
As you watch your prey go past
Safe they are, for you hunt not
Relaxed in your secluded spot
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March 08, 2007 01:13 PM EST --
The more you try to seek me out
The more you will end up confused
Mystified by the masks I wear
My cloak and dagger subterfuge
My flesh is anchored to this world
My soul resides in fantasy . . . more
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September 10, 2006 10:21 AM EDT --
I was out on the Deck last nite
that would be September the ninth of the year 2006
having a drink and playing with the dogs.
Thought I'd look up in the evening sky
just to see which way . . . more
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May 07, 2007 01:26 PM EDT --
She nonchalantly walks through the door.
To her it was just another store.
She looks the part—together, well dressed.
Not at all like a disheveled mess.
She's no different than the other . . . more
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February 13, 2007 01:58 PM EST --
Where’s Spring?
Not too cold as I go outside
to talk to a friend
She’s got to go thru Kemo again
She says that she want to live
another year and a half
It’s around 15 no need for . . . more
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August 15, 2008 12:12 AM EDT --
Far too long
I've been away
Without the music that I play
Now I find
It's time to end
Without warning I rise again
Too long I've . . . more
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October 25, 2006 12:59 PM EDT --
Deny
Accept.
Going in my mind
Over and over
Me crumbling
Under the weight
Of choice
Of weariness
Of weakness
Not knowing
What I want
None of us really
Knowing what
We want
Locked in
A prison
Of my . . . more
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March 04, 2007 09:22 PM EST --
You knew I didn't love you
You knew I didn't care
You knew that I would walk away
And never would be there
You knew my heart was frozen
You knew I was so cold
You knew that when . . . more
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January 06, 2007 01:09 PM EST --
The roses in January are only thoughts,
while the snow isn’t almost at all.
But the birds don’t sing their song
as the dogs bark
bird feeders are still somewhat full
not used, but there . . . more
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November 04, 2007 09:51 AM EST --
The poems of life do so depend upon
death and the starving neighbor that I chose not to feed
so that I could steal the food
for my family, in the world
of the unknown god
that is the religion . . . more
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September 26, 2007 08:28 PM EDT --
I can then carry it with me
then I won’t lose stuff I write
it’s like a notebook
it’s paper
For in the computer, I need to name things
and store these little things
and to lose these . . . more
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November 30, 2006 10:32 AM EST --
Available now for all to see
She’s been flashing now for the paparazzi
All can see it now
on the internet it is.
Crotches, well
Some see them as beautiful and some
see them as ugly.
Some are . . . more
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August 26, 2008 09:12 PM EDT --
Once I thought to be in love
Once I had someone love me
When I was young and unaware
Of how fragile true love could be
Once I broke a young girl's heart
By carelessly . . . more
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October 26, 2006 01:21 PM EDT --
despite your best efforts
not to reveal it,
deep within your heart
I can feel love and care.
my eyes fill with tears
for both of us
as I do not reciprocate
but am overwhelmed by
the depth of your feelings. . . . more
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November 05, 2006 12:54 PM EST --
"honestly . . ."
beginning of many
warped sentences:
partial reality that coat
enunciations
so when we look
into his flat words,
we try to see something
multi-dimensional
in the eyes . . . more
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January 26, 2007 09:50 PM EST --
What Purpose Life?
Is it to love and then die?
What purpose then is the anger of life?
To love then to die?
Sex?
To have children then die?
Is there love in that?
What purpose life six billion more? . . . more
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March 04, 2007 03:10 AM EST --
I come upon her lying there
With graveyard roses in her hair
For others she is deadly still
A captive held against her will
But it is for me she calls
Her whisper crawling across . . . more
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March 08, 2007 02:16 PM EST --
At times I sit and I pretend
That what's done can be undone
That I can do it all again
And shine just like the rays of sun
But past times cannot be changed
I can't . . . more
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July 05, 2008 10:47 PM EDT --
On these glittering black shores
I finally exhale at last
I finally gather the strength
To release my trying past
Far too long I have suffered
In the shade of my downfall
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November 15, 2007 02:27 PM EST --
I picked it up again a few days ago and with his liberal use of the apostrophe one needs to understand his use of that tool.
For example wi’ usually meant with, and a’ usually means all . . . more
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