Tag: poetry
group name: gatherwrimo
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February 22, 2008 12:44 PM EST --
Pretty Beads
pretty beads
dancing in the light
that falls on pale skin
pretty beads
colors of the rainbow
adorning lifelessness
pretty beads
are all that's left
of the color . . .
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April 09, 2008 03:35 PM EDT --
My dishwasher has broken down.
I am wanting to act like a clown.
Dishes piled to the sky.
this really isn't a lie.
i lie in flith and decay.
i do not want to do the dishes!
I just . . .
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November 03, 2009 08:55 PM EST --
To one who hates criticism
The only performance beyond
any offer of betterment
lies there in peace. Quiet dead.
© 2009- C opyright reserved Kushal Poddar . . .
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November 01, 2009 01:42 AM EST --
A COWBOY’S TALE
© 2009 Robert C Burnham
There’s a hill far away
I’m going to climb someday
To find my wayward soul
There’s . . .
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January 19, 2008 05:46 PM EST --
I have seen so many of these floating around on Gather lately, I just had to give it a try. I hope I did it right. Let me know if I didn't.
Noises
Noises
Traffic and horns
Radio and . . .
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April 13, 2008 01:53 AM EDT --
My hand is motionless when I want to write,
And my heart aches if I give up trying,
I hear it moaning, "Something isn't right"
"So, why don't you let . . .
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January 18, 2008 03:13 PM EST --
The pesky wick is short.
It sputters, it crackles, it dims.
Now it's dark in here.
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June 07, 2008 10:24 AM EDT --
HUNTING GIRL
© Robert C BURNHAM . . .
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September 17, 2008 11:32 PM EDT --
Out Of Balance
©9.17.08 Robert Burnham
Silent Comprehension
Realizing; . . .
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November 06, 2009 08:39 PM EST --
birds and cats of this world
(To Chris)
Chris has sent me a thousand birds’ calls.
They are muffled by my neighbor’s cat
hungry, forlorn after giving birth. . . .
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August 08, 2008 09:21 AM EDT --
A summer as hot as Louisiana gumbo
called her to the water for an evening swim.
The waves unfurl like dragon pearl tea leaves
beckoning her to enter their embrace
before ebbing to their natural . . .
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August 06, 2008 10:26 PM EDT --
Fireflies
Glowing, flitting
Here, there, in front, in back
Delighting the eye and the soul.
Twinkling points in the fading light of day
Disappear as the sky darkens
To be replaced by stars . . .
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April 16, 2008 05:47 AM EDT --
It's a feeling that makes me tremble,
It's something beyond description,
I'm living an experience that's nearly a gamble,
So I wish for happiness, . . .
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April 22, 2009 11:34 AM EDT --
Late last night, while reading Robert Hillyer's IN PURSUIT OF POETRY (McGraw-Hill - 1960), I had a shocking self-realization: Although I have written many poems and read vast more, I have . . .
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January 05, 2008 06:12 PM EST --
Pull me away, Ive seen too much
Not too fast, I dont want to rush
We have time, if you want to go
Please hurry up, were moving too slow
Everyones moving at such a lax pace
Just take . . .
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January 08, 2008 07:57 PM EST --
Run - just run
So your eyes can't see
Run - as fast as you can
Through the mild of trees
Don't look behind
Cause you don't know what you might find
Salute everyone
That . . .
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February 27, 2009 09:07 PM EST --
She
Came to me
When I was cold and lost
And made me found again
She
Came to me
When I was strong and hot
And made me love again
She
Came to me . . .
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January 31, 2008 04:07 AM EST --
A poem is whatever I, as a writer, persuade you, as a reader, to experience as a poem.
Some readers are convinced all of the time: they will gush equally over Jack Kerouac and every imitator at the . . .
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September 06, 2009 06:32 PM EDT --
PEOPLE & LIES I
copyrighted [c] Robert Burnham
People lie, it's what they do
For gain or love or to avoid being true
Hurting friends and strangers along the . . .
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April 08, 2008 07:25 PM EDT --
Sometimes we go through life
without a care
other times we are apprehensive;
another time angry.
Still another, we may feel guilty! BUT,
alas, as we go along, we DO go through life. . . .
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