opoetso.blogspot.com opoetso.blogspot.com

opoetso.blogspot.com

Opoetso

Poetry is comfort for this bruised exsistence. Sunday, September 27, 2009. Such Things As Bones. Oh my bones,. Beware of these perpetual beginnings,. This soft love in which you fuse. The crude earth I move you over. A start is so modern and constant. Marrow bridges – to tomorrow. Oh you devour the bone and attempt. Some sort of love prophecy. You move in dust bone through. The failed sky where some surpass. Your constant rhythm or take you out. To mouth or the bones of man. Child woven artistry through.

http://opoetso.blogspot.com/

WEBSITE DETAILS
SEO
PAGES
SIMILAR SITES

TRAFFIC RANK FOR OPOETSO.BLOGSPOT.COM

TODAY'S RATING

>1,000,000

TRAFFIC RANK - AVERAGE PER MONTH

BEST MONTH

February

AVERAGE PER DAY Of THE WEEK

HIGHEST TRAFFIC ON

Monday

TRAFFIC BY CITY

CUSTOMER REVIEWS

Average Rating: 4.6 out of 5 with 14 reviews
5 star
9
4 star
5
3 star
0
2 star
0
1 star
0

Hey there! Start your review of opoetso.blogspot.com

AVERAGE USER RATING

Write a Review

WEBSITE PREVIEW

Desktop Preview Tablet Preview Mobile Preview

LOAD TIME

0.2 seconds

FAVICON PREVIEW

  • opoetso.blogspot.com

    16x16

  • opoetso.blogspot.com

    32x32

  • opoetso.blogspot.com

    64x64

  • opoetso.blogspot.com

    128x128

CONTACTS AT OPOETSO.BLOGSPOT.COM

Login

TO VIEW CONTACTS

Remove Contacts

FOR PRIVACY ISSUES

CONTENT

SCORE

6.2

PAGE TITLE
Opoetso | opoetso.blogspot.com Reviews
<META>
DESCRIPTION
Poetry is comfort for this bruised exsistence. Sunday, September 27, 2009. Such Things As Bones. Oh my bones,. Beware of these perpetual beginnings,. This soft love in which you fuse. The crude earth I move you over. A start is so modern and constant. Marrow bridges – to tomorrow. Oh you devour the bone and attempt. Some sort of love prophecy. You move in dust bone through. The failed sky where some surpass. Your constant rhythm or take you out. To mouth or the bones of man. Child woven artistry through.
<META>
KEYWORDS
1 skip to main
2 skip to sidebar
3 opoetso
4 naturistic plenticy
5 roethke roethke
6 posted by
7 no comments
8 anne sexton
9 with the imminence
10 your mattress
CONTENT
Page content here
KEYWORDS ON
PAGE
skip to main,skip to sidebar,opoetso,naturistic plenticy,roethke roethke,posted by,no comments,anne sexton,with the imminence,your mattress,me to read,all anne,and cried;,again,all over,2 comments,richard hugo,half a decade,in the night,still unsettles me
SERVER
GSE
CONTENT-TYPE
utf-8
GOOGLE PREVIEW

Opoetso | opoetso.blogspot.com Reviews

https://opoetso.blogspot.com

Poetry is comfort for this bruised exsistence. Sunday, September 27, 2009. Such Things As Bones. Oh my bones,. Beware of these perpetual beginnings,. This soft love in which you fuse. The crude earth I move you over. A start is so modern and constant. Marrow bridges – to tomorrow. Oh you devour the bone and attempt. Some sort of love prophecy. You move in dust bone through. The failed sky where some surpass. Your constant rhythm or take you out. To mouth or the bones of man. Child woven artistry through.

INTERNAL PAGES

opoetso.blogspot.com opoetso.blogspot.com
1

Opoetso: September 2009

http://www.opoetso.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html

Poetry is comfort for this bruised exsistence. Sunday, September 27, 2009. Such Things As Bones. Oh my bones,. Beware of these perpetual beginnings,. This soft love in which you fuse. The crude earth I move you over. A start is so modern and constant. Marrow bridges – to tomorrow. Oh you devour the bone and attempt. Some sort of love prophecy. You move in dust bone through. The failed sky where some surpass. Your constant rhythm or take you out. To mouth or the bones of man. Child woven artistry through.

2

Opoetso: February 2008

http://www.opoetso.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html

Poetry is comfort for this bruised exsistence. Monday, February 11, 2008. Blue Possibilities in Portrait of Gertrude Stein. Hands under thighs – loose legs, head hangs below. The Woman With Crossed Arms, you. Rummage around your decades. Portraits pushing the mind of poet. Scooped into my sight. You are too strange. At 27 Rue de Fleur. Woman With Crossed Arms, your. Why are you woman? From Barbara A. Thomas. Tuesday, February 5, 2008. Up in grainy burlap sack. I sift the cold scentless. After a good roast.

3

Opoetso: August 2008

http://www.opoetso.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html

Poetry is comfort for this bruised exsistence. Wednesday, August 27, 2008. Behind the rocked buttes. Another self is formed. Behind the rocked buttes. In vain I call upon its most creative instincts. I walk along the edge of visibility,. The un-clarity shakes me. To where the road sweeps into the mountain. I do not feel the life-movement. Lie down at the mouth. Vibrations with the great mountain. Woman eats bounty,. Dances new fire rhythm. Or so it goes. From Barbara A. Thomas. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).

4

Opoetso: January 2008

http://www.opoetso.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html

Poetry is comfort for this bruised exsistence. Thursday, January 24, 2008. Rey, rey de reyes. The vision of baby and politics. Something new rises to the surface. Controlled compassion a vigorous. Wants to be touched by the human. Not the one who thinks he is. King, king of kings. No, but unnamed baby. I place his baby face on my. Chest and he cries warmly. With my breath. Baby. Somewhere in America, someone. Wants you dead – and me perhaps. Dead weight under dead weight. A cross is erected.

5

Opoetso: Poem # 64 Against Death

http://www.opoetso.blogspot.com/2009/03/poem-64-against-death.html

Poetry is comfort for this bruised exsistence. Sunday, March 29, 2009. Poem # 64 Against Death. 8220;But in art, as seemingly in life, things happen without cause.”. After they called to me. From sixty miles north,. To tell me that you had passed. The grasp of your hands releasing. From cold hospital sheets,. From Barbara A. Thomas. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). From Barbara A. Thomas. View my complete profile. A Few Of My Favorite Things. A Teeny Tiny Poetry Blog by Amanda Laughtland.

UPGRADE TO PREMIUM TO VIEW 8 MORE

TOTAL PAGES IN THIS WEBSITE

13

LINKS TO THIS WEBSITE

stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com

Still Life With Noise: Polly Who?

http://stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com/2010/11/polly-who.html

Still Life With Noise. It is what it is (and for that I'm grateful). Saturday, November 6, 2010. My Last Date - by Nancy Jordet. I met this guy a while ago, at a party of a friend of mine. We connected in a very big way, talked for a couple of hours straight that night, went out a few times, had deep talks and light conversations, had fun. By last night I was anxiously giddy about what was going to happen next, but willing to take it however it presented itself. Okay, not really. Nonetheless. He drops hi...

stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com

Still Life With Noise: Why I Took My Boots Back

http://stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com/2013/01/why-i-took-my-boots-back_24.html

Still Life With Noise. It is what it is (and for that I'm grateful). Thursday, January 24, 2013. Why I Took My Boots Back. Wow, I just looked at the date of my last post. I haven't written in this blog for almost a year - since my ex started reading it and found it necessary to share some particularly nasty comments he had to say assuming that what he read pertained to him. He should be so important, yes? So, while ringing at an almost cardio-vascular pace, trying to get through the line quickly, a woman...

stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com

Still Life With Noise: She's Been Here Longer

http://stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com/2012/02/shes-been-here-longer.html

Still Life With Noise. It is what it is (and for that I'm grateful). Saturday, February 18, 2012. She's Been Here Longer. So here I sit, today, mother of a 15 year old. Who'd a thunk? Sasha is an extraordinary person, and I say that not just as her mother but as an observant, spiritual being. When she was four years old and standing in the kitchen together, she looked up at me and said, "You know, I've been here a lot longer than you have.". I believed her then and I believe her now. Now this was a time ...

stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com

Still Life With Noise: Gutter Girl

http://stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com/2011/10/gutter-girl.html

Still Life With Noise. It is what it is (and for that I'm grateful). Thursday, October 6, 2011. She knows to take a left as she pours herself out onto the sidewalk. She does this almost every night, although she doesn’t know this for another year, when she finally hits rock bottom. So off she goes in her little Wall Street suit, high heeled shoes and designer bag, swerving up Second Avenue, doing her very best to track and follow the line down the middle of the sidewalk – oops, off to the left, bac...

stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com

Still Life With Noise: I'm Ergless for Him

http://stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-ergless-for-him.html

Still Life With Noise. It is what it is (and for that I'm grateful). Monday, August 29, 2011. I'm Ergless for Him. How do you like that? I just realized today that I've been dumped. It didn't occur to me until now because I'm usually the dumper, not the dumpee (maybe because I tend to dump right before being dumped) but I guess if you don't hear from someone for a month, you're done, yes? Now, all of a sudden I must meet this man, in the biggest way, and I'm itching with quasi-obsession - but how? Anothe...

stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com

Still Life With Noise: Better A Used Sofa Than A Used Me

http://stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com/2012/02/better-used-sofa-than-used-me.html

Still Life With Noise. It is what it is (and for that I'm grateful). Friday, February 17, 2012. Better A Used Sofa Than A Used Me. I used to live with an Arab. He worked as a pilot for the government, or so he told me. Although he never said WHICH government, I don't think it was ours, as we used to vacation in places like Syria and Libya. And other places where I was told not to leave the hotel. Didn't I find this suspect? Hey They were nice hotels. And so this went on for years, three months of bizarre...

stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com

Still Life With Noise: I Can Always Shave My Legs Again

http://stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-can-always-shave-my-legs-again.html

Still Life With Noise. It is what it is (and for that I'm grateful). Thursday, June 23, 2011. I Can Always Shave My Legs Again. I see couples in cars, couples walking down the street hand-in-hand, couples speaking intimately in low voices in restaurants. Of course I do. I'm single. I pray to the gods, swearing that if I ever get the chance again, I will never take my couple-dom for granted, I will show up, I will nurture, I will cherish. So, pencil it in! I get up late, 8:15, and realize that I haven't b...

stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com

Still Life With Noise: Too Quiet

http://stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com/2010/10/too-quiet.html

Still Life With Noise. It is what it is (and for that I'm grateful). Saturday, October 9, 2010. I'd like to just go to sleep for a week. My reset button feels like it needs that much down time. He followed me absolutely everywhere - when I paced, which I do when I write or think, he paced right next to me with his nose stuck in my hand. He did the laundry with me and cooked with me and surfed the web with me. He was always here and almost always looking right at me with them sweet amber eyes. I believe a...

stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com

Still Life With Noise: Less Distraction, Please

http://stilllifewithnoise.blogspot.com/2011/04/less-distraction-please.html

Still Life With Noise. It is what it is (and for that I'm grateful). Wednesday, April 20, 2011. Less Distraction, Please. Yesterday I had a dream, and I had it while I was wide awake. A vision? I've never allowed myself to dream, whether it seemed something attainable or not. What I do know now that I've had this extraordinarily vivid "dream" is how deprived I've been of hope. Strange to wake up in mid-life (as if I'm living to 100, right? And find how much I've avoided wanting. Subscribe to: Post Commen...

UPGRADE TO PREMIUM TO VIEW 23 MORE

TOTAL LINKS TO THIS WEBSITE

32

SOCIAL ENGAGEMENT



OTHER SITES

opoetaurbano.deviantart.com opoetaurbano.deviantart.com

OPoetaUrbano (Poeta ^^) - DeviantArt

Window.devicePixelRatio*screen.width 'x' window.devicePixelRatio*screen.height) :(screen.width 'x' screen.height) " class="mi". Window.devicePixelRatio*screen.width 'x' window.devicePixelRatio*screen.height) :(screen.width 'x' screen.height) ". Join DeviantArt for FREE. Forgot Password or Username? Deviant for 6 Years. This deviant's full pageview. Last Visit: 15 weeks ago. This is the place where you can personalize your profile! By moving, adding and personalizing widgets. Why," you ask? Apr 18, 2012.

opoetaurbano.zip.net opoetaurbano.zip.net

Poeta Urbano - UOL Blog

Em transição. Aguarde a nova fase! Escrito por Poeta Urbano às 20h23. Escrito por Poeta Urbano às 20h44. E termina assim,. Escrito por Poeta Urbano às 20h43. É Guerra, vamos ver no que vai dar! Até o último suspiro. Porque a vida só faz sentido se for de verdade! Escrito por Poeta Urbano às 17h53. Poesia pra justificar o injustificável. Pensei que tinha direito à beleza. E levei para casa. Quis só pra mim o seu perfume. E ela não suportou. Não resistiu ao jarro. Que eu quis mantê-la. Outras mãos e olfatos.

opoetersetennisclub.be opoetersetennisclub.be

OpoeterseTennisClub

opoetik.blogspot.com opoetik.blogspot.com

THE BOOK OF "O"

THE BOOK OF "O". RHYMES,POEMS,ART AND LIFE. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). San Diego, California, United States. View my complete profile. BLOGS and WEBSITES and PODCAST. THE OT PRESENTS SOAPBOX SESSIONS (podcast). Subscribe To "THE OPOTORIUM". Awesome Inc. template. Powered by Blogger.

opoetium.blogspot.com opoetium.blogspot.com

Opus

Torsdag den 8. maj 2014. Abonner på: Indlæg (Atom). Skabelonen Simple. Leveret af Blogger.

opoetso.blogspot.com opoetso.blogspot.com

Opoetso

Poetry is comfort for this bruised exsistence. Sunday, September 27, 2009. Such Things As Bones. Oh my bones,. Beware of these perpetual beginnings,. This soft love in which you fuse. The crude earth I move you over. A start is so modern and constant. Marrow bridges – to tomorrow. Oh you devour the bone and attempt. Some sort of love prophecy. You move in dust bone through. The failed sky where some surpass. Your constant rhythm or take you out. To mouth or the bones of man. Child woven artistry through.

opoeveenstra.nl opoeveenstra.nl

opoeveenstra.nl - Dit domein kan te koop zijn!

Opoeveenstra.nl biedt de bezoekers informatie over onderwerpen zoals Wasmachine schoonmaken, Vlekken verwijderen en Weerspreuken. Voeg u bij duizenden tevreden bezoekers die Tapijt vlekken verwijderen, Gouden raad tante kaat en Vlekken hebben ontdekt. Dit domein kan te koop zijn!

opoezie.wordpress.com opoezie.wordpress.com

opoezie

It seems we can’t find what you’re looking for. Perhaps searching can help. Blog di WordPress.com.

opoeziepezi.blogspot.com opoeziepezi.blogspot.com

o poezie pe zi

O poezie pe zi. Luni, 23 iulie 2012. Bocet - Nichita Stanescu. Nu mai daşi pe la icoane,. D-aia te-ai pierdut, Ioane. Singur ţi-ai făcut dreptate. Cu cuţitul pe la spate,. De-ai belit la drumul mare,. Cum trecea, pe fieşcare. Nu-ţi şterseseşi din făptură. Caşul încă de la gură. Hămeşit cum fuşi de foame. Te-ai crezut haiduc, Ioane. Curvele de tot ce sunt. Te-au fost legănat în cânt;. Tot te-au încălzit cu dor. Şi te-ai potrivit la şoaptă,. Minte crudă şi necoaptă,. Calea-n codru de-o luaşi. Tot mai sus,.

opof.com.ar opof.com.ar

Open Office

Silla Turin Basic Blanca. Silla Leap con cabezal. Silla Think con cabezal. D Mesas de Reuniones. Ficha técnica VIEW. Ficha técnica QUADRA. H Clásicos Modernos. Eames Lounge y Ottoman. Mesa regulable Eileen Gray. MIES VAN DER ROHE. CATÁLOGOS DE CORTINAS SUNSET. Catálogo de Cortinas 2015.

opof.net opof.net

opof.net

The domain opof.net is for sale. To purchase, call Afternic.com at 1 781-373-6847 or 855-201-2286. Click here for more details.