Tag: poetry
group name: pointkarma
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April 28, 2008 10:31 AM EDT --
Just for fun, I've been rewriting Shakespeare's "Shall I Compare Thee to A Summer's Day."
Here's his version:
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more . . .
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October 07, 2008 12:40 AM EDT --
What do we learn about each other during our life journeys? Do we feel more confident after each relationship or are our hearts, the emotional organs without reason, bound to be tricked time after . . .
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April 23, 2008 09:55 AM EDT --
Narcissus wakes in the morning
Slinks out of bed
Gazes in the mirror
His glory fills his head
"I'll take myself to the mall," he thinks,
Buy a present . . .
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July 28, 2008 12:09 AM EDT --
It is coming
Not to far away . . .
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March 18, 2008 11:54 PM EDT --
Sing with me
This melody
Dance with me
To the beat
Heart to heart
Hand in hand
Join me now
And never leave
Notes we hear
Words we sing
Hearts that beat
Our love . . .
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April 16, 2008 07:38 AM EDT --
Be the Change today
Don't let others lead the way
Make A Difference
Bob Comstock 4/16/08
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April 19, 2008 03:04 PM EDT --
From an unknown poet...
Why own a dog? There's a danger you know,
You can't own just one, for the craving will grow.
There's no doubt they're addictive, wherein lies the . . .
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June 15, 2008 06:23 PM EDT --
Man does not need blood and oxygen to survive.
But rather my dark, shiny beans, hard as nails,
Ground and baptized each morning in your kitchen.
My aroma coaxes you, prods you, urges you to arise. . . .
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April 27, 2008 10:38 PM EDT --
Fire and Ice
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor . . .
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March 11, 2008 11:28 PM EDT --
My entry into the "Money for Nothing" Poetry Contest. One of my "written in 15 minutes flat" poems. If this one doesn't work, I hope I'm allowed to enter more than once: . . .
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April 02, 2008 08:06 PM EDT --
i wrote this tonight and wanted to share it with u tell me what u think
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I' am . . .
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February 11, 2008 07:06 PM EST --
Walking
One foot forward
Eye to toe, toe to ground
Wind caresses sun touches cheek
Step stepping into the moment; breathe, breathe
Deer lifts its head, looks, rabbit runs
Crow flies . . .
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April 08, 2008 10:44 PM EDT --
The marmalade cat is a friend to me
She washes her face with her paws you see
She switches her tail ferociously
And swats at enemies I can't see
She follows a string religiously
And . . .
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November 10, 2008 01:48 AM EST --
Lonely without you
As Night turns back into day
Yet Darkness remains
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February 29, 2008 09:49 AM EST --
Tears of an angel
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Winding up his wings
He sits on the steep end of the temple
The angel.
Down there people,
People touching
The marvels of ancient . . .
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March 02, 2008 04:01 AM EST --
A kitty named "Zelda"
Her paws, soft, are upon fallen gold
Of rustling foliage. Cold sundown
Turns around to a shadowy cottage.
A cottage with a coach and love-strokes
On . . .
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August 15, 2008 03:08 PM EDT --
Taylor and Simon, What can I say?
Timing is bad
I saw your display
Invasion, Amazing
I saw you
Things about you take my breathe away
Fractaled Fuzzy Chaos
A beautiful persona, an enigma . . .
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August 19, 2008 07:03 PM EDT --
You haunt me
I loosen my bearings
Day becomes night
I take The Trane to another place
Cool breezes surround me
I see a ray of hope in front of me
There is attraction in this place
The whimsical . . .
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August 25, 2008 08:07 PM EDT --
When I wake I think of you, It is not really you,
more the idea of you,
the feel of your idea in my consciouness
The being I have is not of the mind
Marriage, the intimate or close union
The . . .
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May 02, 2008 11:23 AM EDT --
I am watching American Experience: Walt Whitman on the DVR. If you ever get a chance to watch this PBS program, and you have any affection for literature or American history, please do. This is the most . . .
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