Tag: poems
group name: noplacelikehere
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November 30, 2009 12:42 AM EST --
Christmas D ay 2009 is on Friday 25th of December
T'was a Computer Christmas
Author Unknown
T'was the night before Christmas , and all through the . . .
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April 03, 2007 08:53 PM EDT --
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March 25, 2007 04:14 PM EDT --
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March 24, 2007 07:58 PM EDT --
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March 26, 2007 01:22 AM EDT --
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November 14, 2007 01:03 PM EST --
The Funf air
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September 19, 2007 09:01 PM EDT --
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March 14, 2007 12:39 AM EDT --
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March 17, 2007 12:05 AM EDT --
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April 15, 2007 03:37 PM EDT --
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April 19, 2007 08:40 PM EDT --
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April 05, 2007 12:35 AM EDT --
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March 18, 2008 03:59 PM EDT --
Dial turned from red to blue
Another pawn hoists her own petard
As wafting breeze ensues
Chatter monkeys stop their prate
To ballyhoo and promelgate
Precipitates . . .
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September 11, 2007 01:21 PM EDT --
I adopted your dog today
The one you left at the pound
The one you had for seven years
and no longer wanted around.
I adopted your dog today
Do you know he's lost weight?
Do you know he's scared . . .
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July 05, 2008 03:59 AM EDT --
In the park
a chubby pink child
rests on a bench
in her mother's arms,
eating long strands of blond hair
in affectionate clumps,
and staring at embracing lovers
who smile back.
In . . .
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October 19, 2007 02:20 PM EDT --
whispers
trees rustling in the the wind
secret words untold
harmony of hearts
spoken by not a voice
but a transfer of electricity
from my body to yours
the spark, the surge,
the gentle caress . . .
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April 12, 2007 10:12 AM EDT --
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March 22, 2007 11:24 PM EDT --
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June 26, 2008 08:25 PM EDT --
It is a hot Sunday morning.
My restless eyes move around the chapel
And focus on the old man
Who sits across the aisle
In a homemade wheelchair.
I wonder what he thinks and feels
As he blinks . . .
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June 30, 2008 03:28 AM EDT --
At the end of my life, I live,
And dream my way back
Through a thousand acres of time
To when I sat small and unalone,
Listening to the whispers
Of unloved maple leaves.
At the end of my life, . . .
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