Tag: people
member name: Barbra L.
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February 08, 2007 11:46 AM EST --
"Candles Under The Sea"
Once found, a lost item to its loser,
Is like finding a treasure in a sunken ship
Deep within the bowels of the sea.
Unscathed by . . .
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November 21, 2006 01:18 AM EST --
Vexing fog persists
Comforting self in earth's sod
. . .
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March 03, 2007 05:01 PM EST --
Edward sat at the dinner table wondering how to present this to Marian.
Time was of the essence for he knew that she would be home soon
And she would know by the look on his face that . . .
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December 30, 2006 05:01 PM EST --
MERCY by SHAKESPEARE
FROM “MERCHANT OF VENICE”
The quality of mercy is not strained, -
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath: . . .
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December 12, 2006 08:57 PM EST --
“Two Old Men”
Two old men chuckled
As they readied their sleds
For a speedy downhill venture
Bodies flat. . . face down
Off they flew
Like two boys
Sleighing . . .
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January 02, 2007 08:03 PM EST --
Angelic faces
Deeply etched in granite stones
Softened my hard heart
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May 15, 2009 09:40 PM EDT --
"Lost"
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Surreal Reality
They search for them
daily; beneath
the soft pillows,
behind the door,
under the bed -
but find them not.
. . .
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January 01, 2007 07:43 PM EST --
The early morning fog billows upward
Hovering at the base of the mountain
As if bathing the trunks of trees with mist.
The trees stand tall, embracing the lingering fog
While it gently steams . . .
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December 16, 2006 06:59 PM EST --
Poetry Challenge Response--Writing a Series of Haiku w/Theme -
“Gallantry”
Tall robust tree
Gallant appearance
Intrepid repose
Sprawling limbs
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November 22, 2006 11:53 AM EST --
Tin cup in worn hand
Heavy laden eyelids plead
Sorrow now has name.
Smelly, bedraggled clothing
Redefining Thanksgiving. . .
Reminder of things to come.
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December 22, 2006 12:15 PM EST --
Hidden feelings
Revealed to a
Vacuous person
Is like offering
Pellets to a
Criminal with
An empty gun
Once the barrel
Of the gun
Is filled
The criminal mind
Takes aim
Fires carelessly . . .
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