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The Poetry of Luis LopezAll of my poems are love poems.
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The Poetry of Luis Lopez: WE’RE ALONE IN EVERY ROOM
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The Poetry of Luis Lopez. All of my poems are love poems. Monday, January 09, 2006. WE’RE ALONE IN EVERY ROOM. It was fun—. After lunch, after you left—. To be alone with the cosmos,. The porcelain, the prints,. I had gone to the Asian exhibit—. The small dark room w/the pillars—. My favorite spot in the whole world. We’re alone in every room. With the struggle to abide. Even after taking the last step. Your cup of tea—. Hold on—it won’t be long:. Is lovely: say it. Did you see it coming. What did you do.
The Poetry of Luis Lopez: He inhaled
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The Poetry of Luis Lopez. All of my poems are love poems. Thursday, August 16, 2007. He inhaled the scent, still fresh on his pillow. Studied his nude body's silhouette. Shadow on a pale wall. Few would ever know the ease of his labors —. The exhaustion of his heart. He inhaled again, imagining he'd also vanish, as he blew the candle out. Yea, I really like this poem. The lines are strongly imaginative and evocative. Secret.blog.reader said. Sounds like a poem about a whore.
The Poetry of Luis Lopez: I have no eyes anymore and as usual
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The Poetry of Luis Lopez. All of my poems are love poems. Thursday, September 28, 2006. I have no eyes anymore and as usual. I have no eyes anymore and as usual. I step out on my own. I believe I can still see colors. And faceless strangers like Petals. On a wet black bough. I see the red red. Red of a leaf. On a tree, hanging, dying,. Man's conscience is the best. Sleight of hand, Blink. Of an eye, Piece. You didn't suffer, didn't even. The blood was smeared all over me. Expanded, surrounded me. I think...
The Poetry of Luis Lopez: Phone Call
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The Poetry of Luis Lopez. All of my poems are love poems. Tuesday, April 24, 2007. You heard the familiar ring. That seemed to announce his call,. Closed your eyes when you heard his voice. Love poems that were never written. A cadence with pauses. As natural as the the silent moments. Between the rhythm of a beating heart,. Verses of the freest kind. Meant I love you I. Love you I love. You I love you I love you. You I love you,. As it always has. Your hands held a cup filled. With warm sweet coffee,.
The Poetry of Luis Lopez: The Miser
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The Poetry of Luis Lopez. All of my poems are love poems. Wednesday, July 02, 2008. They mumble, so you strain to decipher the sounds. Unaware that these walls could never reveal anything. You don't already know. You listen to him instead, and then ignore everything. Because you prefer not to know. Is it a joke? There is no need to overcompensate, although you do,. Unsure of the reason, donning the transparent veil of your smile. You are a seller that became a buyer, although. You'll exhaust your credit.
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Poems by Ken
My thoughts on the state of things seen and unseen. Friday, December 12, 2008. WHAT WILL I BE? WHAT WILL I BE? So many people accomplish great things. Some conquer nations, some are great kings. They have their dreams, they‘ve found a place,. They’ve made a name in this great human race. A dream to fulfill, that’s what it’s about. It’s great to be famous, there is no doubt. What could I be, what work could I do? What would make people take notice, like you? I want to be known for some marvelous deed,.
Poems By Kid's | A Place Where Kids Dream
Poems By Kid's. A Place Where Kids Dream. Skip to primary content. Kids Like To Dream. Us kids like to dream when we go to sleep. The good ones give us memories we like to keep. Sometimes we have nightmares,. Dreams that make us scared. Nightmares are bad dreams we throw away. Good dreams we like to remember the next day. Dreams give us ideas of things that we can do. Some dreams we hope will really come true. In our dreams we can visit all kinds of places,. When people working a job they like they see.
Poems by L | 24 years of words under my pen..
24 years of words under my pen. March 24, 2016. By Poems by L. I love you in ways that I cannot explain. Your laugh is infectious and your smile is contagious. Your hugs warm me, your arms comfort me, your lips silence my own, your eyes draw me in. I love you to the sea and back, to the moon and beyond the galaxies. I feel lost when you’re not around and complete when you’re near. Three of a Kind. September 1, 2015. By Poems by L. The days are long. The nights are cold. We all have bad days. It doesn’t n...
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Poems by Leaf
Recent Posts: Leaf's Bits and Bytes. O is for Oasis of Death. M is for Moon-Call. Follow Poems by Leaf on WordPress.com. The rumble of discontent gurgles from her core,. And reverberates through her gnarly skin,. Gaia turns in her molten coffin,. Sending waves of anger afore. 8220;Thou blessed beings of foreign seed,. Tis mere fragments of an eon,. Thou hath walked my planes,. Never abating thine endless greed;. Already my riches thou hath ravaged,. Already my children thou hath decimated,. April 28, 2015.
The Poetry of Luis Lopez
The Poetry of Luis Lopez. All of my poems are love poems. Wednesday, July 02, 2008. They mumble, so you strain to decipher the sounds. Unaware that these walls could never reveal anything. You don't already know. You listen to him instead, and then ignore everything. Because you prefer not to know. Is it a joke? There is no need to overcompensate, although you do,. Unsure of the reason, donning the transparent veil of your smile. You are a seller that became a buyer, although. You'll exhaust your credit.
Poems By Maavi
The Views Of Life Through Heart And Poetry. Saturday, 3 December 2016. You were the sun rising majestically at dawn,. The skies painted blue when the morning is born. You were the rainbow breaking through after the storms,. The beautiful rose found after climbing up the thorns. You were the diamond I found from a million stones,. The only name that I liked seeing on my fully charged phone. You were my wonder of the world like the millennium dome,. But now I'm stuck here writing poems alone at home. While...
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POEMS BY MANOJ KAYAL. Saturday, January 7, 2017. छोटे से अरमान. छोटे छोटे अरमानों की धूप समेटे. धुंध को चीर बिखर रही. कई नई तेजस ओजस्वी किरणें. सफर के इस शिखर को चूमने. बेताब हो रही जाने कितनी ही किरणें. बाँध रखें थे अब तलक. जिन अरमानों के हाथ. पंख लगा दिए उन्हें. बदलते मौसम की बयार. सजाये अनगिनत अरमानों की बारात. निखर आयी इंद्रधनुषी किरणें. उमड़ते बादलों के दरम्यान. उमड़ते बादलों के दरम्यान. Links to this post. Monday, December 26, 2016. Links to this post. Wednesday, December 21, 2016. Links to this post.
Slicing Serendipity
Ghosts of Christmas Past. Ghosts before us revisited. View my complete profile. Saturday, January 24, 2015. Ghosts of Christmas Past. We stood at the edge of midnight. All standstill and not quite caress,. Steepled in truncated desire. In that winter resonance. Just before the church bells rang. Nineteen and twenty-one -. Children, really,. Though we imagined ourselves. In our conversations of. Neitzsche's Will to Power. And the archetypes of Carl Jung. Now you still drink too much,. Do you remember, too,.
STUDIES: Joint Memories by Margaret Schuyler Sternbergh
Experience the touching and heartwarming poetry talent of the late Margaret Schuyler Sternbergh. Awarded as a Notable Poetry Book by Shelf Unbound, this collection will surely delight and not disappoint. Read More ». 2009-2014 STUDIES: Joint Memories by Margaret Schuyler Sternbergh.
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THE FLAME
Jan 27, 2016. Http:/ www.lulu.com/shop/marieta-maglas/cubic-words/paperback/product-22518957.html. My poetry broke some old ideas for a new vision for life. They came into being in a new surrealistic world. I wanted to sense the essential human existence and to extrapolate it to infinity, or more exactly, to God. The poems themselves covered some symbolism and antagonist ideas such as those of lightness and darkness or goodness and badness. Posted on the blog of. Show the link bible. Sep 25, 2013. The my...
