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Time for a Poem: April 2013
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Time for a Poem. I've been writing poetry since my first regeneration. Feel free to comment on how good or bad you think it is. Some of it is speed poetry which I never used to be able to do and some of you will say I still can't. So feel free to be fair.but always be kind! Thursday, April 11, 2013. Here's the Pleiades variation on Movement. Stranded sky, concave glass. Spreading light on blue lake. Sloth field, lazy summer. Setting on empty path. Silly bear, laughing flame. Sitting and Standing Stone.
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Time for a Poem: June 2014
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Time for a Poem. I've been writing poetry since my first regeneration. Feel free to comment on how good or bad you think it is. Some of it is speed poetry which I never used to be able to do and some of you will say I still can't. So feel free to be fair.but always be kind! Monday, June 16, 2014. I've decided to try and get back in the swing of things by continuing my variation on Movement. This time I went with the Haiku form. Meadow fawn on empty path. Links to this post. Sunday, June 1, 2014.
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Time for a Poem: June 2010
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Time for a Poem. I've been writing poetry since my first regeneration. Feel free to comment on how good or bad you think it is. Some of it is speed poetry which I never used to be able to do and some of you will say I still can't. So feel free to be fair.but always be kind! Monday, June 14, 2010. After 1 Year (11-Jun-2010). A simple one for my darling wife on our first anniversary. Many Days You Stand Me Up. Inching closer to my heart. Caress my Soul forever loving;. Helping hands, healing lips.
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One's A Crowd: Not hearing the plea
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Sharing my poetry with all of those who wish to read. Please feel free to comment. Monday, October 26, 2009. Not hearing the plea. I love you so much,. But do you really care,. I try and talk the talk,. But it gets me nowhere,. So why do I Keep on trying? It just makes no sense. I keep on trying father,. Because I love you so much? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The cruelness of life. Remember what the wolf did? Not hearing the plea. Last resort of the mind. View my complete profile.
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An Artist with no medium...: Filled of Fragility
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An Artist with no medium. Poems and general musing and mulling over of life past and present. Thursday, December 29, 2011. Each breath, worth more. Than any jewel known to mankind. Worth hearing and remembering. To cherish as though last. For we are all of this same cloth. Fragile.full, of life. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life. ". A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a love sickness. ".
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One's A Crowd: Last resort of the mind
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Sharing my poetry with all of those who wish to read. Please feel free to comment. Monday, October 26, 2009. Last resort of the mind. As to say, he walks,. Down the white block road not a glimmer in sight,. All focus on surroundings,. Fellows say, "How do you do? And smiling and touching him. From head to toe. No this was not like it. Not like the real one. He always needed,. This was so much better. He looks up against him. And sees that it is not true. It will never happen as they say,.
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Fallen Words: 1589.81 Miles
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The writers showcased on this site are all members of Brand New Aspiring Writers at Yahoo Groups. Saturday, February 10, 2007. Reaching, never touching,. For that burning star,. That heartfelt dream within. A dream, constant thought,. Caressing comfort shattered,. Stained glass on the pavement. For the one, perhaps only. Chance to be the breeze. And ride to the matching beat. A newfound heart makes. Made better by the tangible. That is, in this moment,. Intangible for both sides,. For it, the heart,.
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Rishtey ~ My Diary
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Sunday, January 25, 2015. Aaj kal aakailai pan ki aadat si ho gayi,. Rehtai toh bahut Hai sath Mai,. Magar unmai sai koi aapna Nahi. Dosti yari yeh kaha jantai hai,. Enhai rishtey nebhanai kaha aatai Hai. Kai rishto ko yeh muuh sai nibhatai hai,. Aasu niklai hamarai toh,. Yeh haaskar chalai jatai Hai. Aakailai hi aachai Hai haam,. Kamsaikam char peg laga Kar rotai hua so jatai Hai. Posted by Ashwin Singh. Thank You for taking out time to comment on this post. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Fallen Words: Part Four of The Wake
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The writers showcased on this site are all members of Brand New Aspiring Writers at Yahoo Groups. Friday, February 2, 2007. Part Four of The Wake. They all make me sick. She had one reason for attending this wake. To call Marcus Garfield out. 8220;You don’t think Andrew left you something in his will, do you? 8221; she asked Marcus “After what you did.” She laughed, the sound like broken bottles being stepped on. Her eyes glittered with disgust when she asked, “You think you got away with it? Peter and J...
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Fallen Words: The Accident
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The writers showcased on this site are all members of Brand New Aspiring Writers at Yahoo Groups. Saturday, February 17, 2007. 12 years before The Wake. Cassandra hated begging. But she would beg for this man. There was nothing she wouldn’t do to make Marcus see her, really see her and her heart. 8220;Don’t pull away,” she said as he did just that. 8220;I shouldn’t have.”. Too long they had danced around this. Because he was dating Melissa, because they were just supposed to be friends, because Andre...
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