Tag: poem
group name: beforeandafter
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April 04, 2007 10:59 AM EDT --
Books stuffed in cardboard boxes
Packed in mildewed neglect
Coffee stained earmarked pages
Stuck with untapped potential
From a geyser of thought
Words gushed through open pores
To . . . more
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March 27, 2007 11:57 AM EDT --
Fun house mirrors distorted a wavering image
Bucking carousel horses snapped my neck
Grueling obstacle courses stole bated breath
Turbulent coasters gutted my sickly stomach
Invited . . . more
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May 03, 2007 06:43 AM EDT --
A cradle sways with creaky nostalgia
Stuffing oozes out of raggedy eye sockets
Plastic toys trapped in cobwebs of confusion
Fairy tales earmarked in eternal suspense…
For the . . . more
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August 13, 2007 09:35 AM EDT --
Though my memory’s hazy
I remember your supple lips
Nibbling my molten mouth
Teasing tongues collided
I remember your doe eyed gaze
Look into me with gentle delight
When we . . . more
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August 30, 2007 06:37 AM EDT --
Swollen glands, ghastly grey
Moaning at a fevered pitch
Forty days and forty nights
Of floating on a sodden raft
Has my ship come in?
Doc A insists I mainlined
Escaping through tracks* . . . more
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March 23, 2007 08:49 AM EDT --
Memories poetically proven
In stills of black and white
Vivid reflections of contrast
Imprinted in the mind of the beholder
Syntactic snapshots of my imagination
Framed by . . . more
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March 09, 2007 06:27 PM EST --
There are a thousand reasons against -
On my knees I hear about such deadly sin - the details of which I know,
then penitence, forgiveness - how does one measure apology?
Whose thin or thick caliper . . . more
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April 05, 2007 11:12 AM EDT --
Under a full moon's gaze
You spot the I in my eyes
Capture a paradox
In shades of gray
Sketch me in charcoal hues
Draw me out of darkness
Let the rays of light inspire
A portrait of your penciled . . . more
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May 21, 2007 07:38 AM EDT --
Mozart’s music mocks muted rage
Musky incense smothers mildewed regret
Trembling candles melt dreaded doubt
Prayer revives the carnage of resentment
Goose down pillows cushion . . . more
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September 04, 2007 07:36 AM EDT --
Winter’s icy fingers
Tickle me this summer morn
‘Til my feet grow numb with frostbite
I freeze under an avalanche of blizzard tears
Mourning for the loss of perspective
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August 02, 2007 06:27 AM EDT --
intense, irresistible, insatiable,
torrid, titillating, true
magic, mystical, magnificent
irritable, insane, intolerable
tense, trying, tumultuous
messy, mundane, malicious
. . . more
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July 18, 2007 09:22 AM EDT --
Famished for morsels of focus
I feast on forgetfulness
Simple pleasures swallowed
By a glutton for grandiosity
I surfed the slopes of Saturn
Swung on a sliver of moon
Circled time . . . more
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May 16, 2007 11:22 AM EDT --
Although I wasn't tagged, I wrote this poem as an affirmation of my positive qualities I'm grateful for. Before Gamblers Anonymous I never thought I could tolerate myself much less love . . . more
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August 05, 2007 07:48 AM EDT --
Red glare halts you in pursuit
Of speeding towards your destination
Florescent lights emit a sickly glow
Skin sallow, faces ail in ambient envy
Sun drenched riverbeds; cloudless . . . more
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May 03, 2008 11:38 PM EDT --
Teopan is an island located in Lago Coatepeque in the Coatepeque municipality.
I would love to go to Teopan .
Sampan is a Chinese boat.
I would love to ride on a Sampan . . . more
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January 12, 2008 05:44 PM EST --
A Great Depression eroded hearts,
A hard life exacting hard labor
with little money to show for it
and even less time for fun.
Nights out were so very rare
infrequent . . . more
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March 11, 2007 02:10 PM EDT --
If you knew... but then, you do.
Perhaps this then, the problem.
No second guessing. So I continue.
It is you. Now, it is you.
And like you, once upon a time, I had another who loved me.
You had lovers. . . . more
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May 05, 2007 09:25 AM EDT --
Just me and the ocean
A sensational feeling
Leaping off the coast
Spreading my wings
Gliding through the air
Nothing else, compares
No matter . . . more
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August 13, 2007 06:18 AM EDT --
Back turned to the moon
The shadows hid his hollow hatred
Sweaty eyes tired of the taunt
From a muscular mass of arrogance
A wooden weapon poked him from behind
Words prodded his dirty . . . more
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February 03, 2007 08:52 AM EST --
I found a Remedy for my addiction with Gather
To keep my fingers from typing, rather
If I share this with my fellow Gatherrites
Will it help you from staying up all night?
Well, I guess I will need . . . more
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