Tag: poem
group name: booknookftl
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October 07, 2007 10:38 PM EDT --
A Man Without Hope
A man without hope is a pitiful thing
Lonely, forlorn
He is everything no one ever wanted to become
The epitome of all we do not desire
A man without hope is . . . more
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October 07, 2007 09:36 PM EDT --
Wrote this poem in 2005
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I am your life, your greatest love
Everything you have ever done was for me
Either that or it was against me
Every breath you have taken . . . more
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October 07, 2007 10:11 PM EDT --
I wrote this in May. It is about Treali Storm. Well of course, considering the title. In case you are unaware (which you very well may be) I am an aspiring crime novelist and Treali is one of my most well . . . more
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September 07, 2007 08:17 AM EDT --
A night in a cave
A dream, almost real
As I see it with open eyes
Of a night in a cave
With you by my side
Cave, yes a real cave
Home of a wild beast once
Rough and withered
Warm . . . more
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April 24, 2008 11:07 AM EDT --
This is a response to "xxx" a poem written by Greg Sampson. Click here to read it .
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What do you see
When you look at me?
No
Wrong Question
What do I see
When . . . more
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April 02, 2008 07:01 PM EDT --
Duck Season
Opens on Toon Lake
Cartoon Man
Is ready
His mouth waters for roast duck
Horns grow on his head
Cartoon Duck
Is on full alert
Playing ticks
Scheming plans
Confusing his . . . more
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March 31, 2008 11:21 PM EDT --
Cartoon Duck
Always the victim
Of the world
He lives in
Yet loved by those who view him
In the living world
Sometime back I wrote a shadorma titled "Cartoon Man." This one is dedicated . . . more
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March 13, 2008 06:54 PM EDT --
Scotch tape, dry and cracked
Brouhaha rhythm beaten on her back
Made to watch the world
Spun out and unfurled
Gasping where they lay
Didn't know they could never . . . more
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June 06, 2008 10:33 PM EDT --
Note: I did not post this to any groups because posting to groups is so time consuming! We need to implement a feature that allows us to put groups into categories like our connections. Will make life . . . more
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March 16, 2008 05:46 PM EDT --
Ethereal
Gleaming silvery
Fine dust scattered
Upon leafy treetops
Undulating rays of sheen
Washing over earth
Lost but
Finding their way
Back to a solitary window
Where even . . . more
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April 04, 2008 07:56 PM EDT --
Toon Lake
A unique place
Where the fish walk on land
And chickens swim underwater
With ease
This is a cinquain, syllable count is 2-4-6-8-2.
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April 05, 2008 10:26 AM EDT --
At times it is hard to write, but I try
With all my heart and much might.
Still my body puts up a fight,
So I struggle for what is right.
My brain is on sudden blink, I put forth . . . more
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September 07, 2007 02:02 PM EDT --
Cruel and intolerable
just and true
Honesty
The fabric life is weaved from
each thread adding to the strength
of the previous
Needed
never devious or fake
unflinching in truth
Honesty
For those that follow . . . more
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October 04, 2007 09:35 PM EDT --
The Treali Storm Letters were a series of 15 or 16 letters written by Treali Storm in her own handwriting using an old fashioned fountain pen. Her handwriting resembles that of Thomas Jefferson, though . . . more
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May 24, 2008 06:37 PM EDT --
Is freedom free?
Nay!
What did it cost?
The
Blood of many brave people
Was the price paid for the freedom we enjoy.
The blood
Of Christ bought our spiritual freedom.
We . . . more
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June 06, 2008 10:31 PM EDT --
I wrote this poem a while ago. Cheers!
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You are a leech upon my mentality
You are a parasite feeding on my sanity
I'm holding . . . more
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January 01, 2008 03:59 PM EST --
May the sun always shine on you
Even when the sky isn't blue
May your life shine bright in the night sky
May you always wonder how and why
May your pen always be moving
May your . . . more
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October 08, 2007 01:21 PM EDT --
I wrote this poem way back in 2005 but it reflects the spirit of us nonconformists.
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Who are you?
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April 21, 2008 08:26 PM EDT --
Treali Storm, during interrogation, suddenly burst into verse-in trochaic pentameter, angry and offended by Robert Edwards, Deputy Director of the FBI. Interpret it as you wish.
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March 18, 2008 05:45 PM EDT --
From the "Adventures of the Human Cardinal
Previous Episode: Queen Rat Lady
This post was done in shadorma.
The pink ship
Left Easter Island
Fill with black
Acid eggs
Queen . . . more
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