Tag: poems
group name: poetspassion
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July 18, 2008 09:10 AM EDT --
When and where we are conceived, only time knows
If we'll make it to this earth, only time knows
Where we come from, only time knows
The major events that'll shape our lives
And make us . . . more
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July 09, 2007 11:48 AM EDT --
Seagulls on the shore
Golden sun colors the sky
Cato at my side
*Inspired by Cato's presence.... Tusen Takk!
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February 11, 2007 02:21 AM EST --
Now I lay down to sleep
But, I can't...so
With me, a book I read
I try to take away the pain
to forget about you
and when you ripped my life away
I am having trouble breathing . . . more
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March 10, 2007 11:46 PM EST --
You said you weren't my father
my mom lied on her back
you said you weren't my father
and was never coming back
I was happy
maybe mom had
at least ONE good time
If what you said . . . more
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August 03, 2007 12:58 AM EDT --
Ask me to sacrafice what's left
Find the fire in my eyes
Fight through the hole that was my heart
Go all the way
I wait in pain, hiding in the shadow within me
Hoping I won't be . . . more
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October 15, 2007 10:46 AM EDT --
This is a poem I wrote a while back.
Time
Every second is precious
Yet it goes on for eternity.
You hold on to the moment,
But the hours pass you by.
It's callous hands strip away
All that you hold . . . more
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February 14, 2008 01:24 PM EST --
(I'm republishing some of my old poems)
It would have been your birthday
It would have been your night
But you're gone
And I'm alone
And I know it's just . . . more
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March 08, 2007 07:18 PM EST --
(This is another poem I wrote when I was a teenager)
To be a friend or not to be
That's the question you ask me
You want me to do something that's wrong
I didn't know confusion . . . more
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October 19, 2007 06:09 PM EDT --
To a Rose
Oh Rose as bright as yonder sun,
Which lights the world’s life never done,
And shows to me thy radiance true,
When shown reflected off of you.
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April 25, 2007 09:06 PM EDT --
Tattoo Mine
I take back this body
It is mine to do with as I please.
Cover it with flowers and feathers.
I will mark it with ancient symbols.
It will be mine.
Luscious power springs into . . . more
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June 19, 2007 01:16 PM EDT --
Ever stayed up really, really late working on something to the point of exhaustion, and you pass out for just a few minutes, and when you wake up, you've got a second wind? This was from one of those . . . more
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November 16, 2007 01:46 AM EST --
It had been a long time since I saw you,
Then somebody told me you died.
Despite all the years, I stopped where I stood,
And I fell to me knees, and I cried.
It's funny how life goes on. . . . more
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February 08, 2008 08:15 PM EST --
(I'm republishing some of my old poems)
I float, weightless
bouyant
carried inward
on saline waves.
Peacefully my subconcious
observes every . . . more
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December 03, 2007 02:26 AM EST --
some plum nectar in
the steel fridge so cold and crisp
i could not resist
(inspired by william carlos williams)
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February 21, 2007 09:28 PM EST --
Which is her? Which is me?
A mirror image for all to see
One is perfect, no thoughts or fears
The other is used to shedding tears
One has never had heartache or pain
The other waits for hurt to gain. . . . more
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July 12, 2007 08:16 PM EDT --
Sweet enticing scent
Weave in the dreams far beyond
. . . more
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July 27, 2008 05:33 PM EDT --
A lop-sided moon
Shows its pock-marked face,
Smirking in a sky bereft of cloud.
While winter trees stretch,
Twisting their limbs toward the sky,
Lifting their last blood dried leaves in silence, . . . more
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March 02, 2008 02:50 PM EST --
(republished)
Reflections on a windswept day
gotta go, no time to play.
Busy is the way we live
no time to rest, even less to give.
We no longer stop to smell the rose . . . more
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December 07, 2007 08:45 AM EST --
Here is some of my students work in Grade 3. I told my students that I am going to share them on gather. Hope I’d hear your comments on their work, and for sure I’ll be informing them about . . . more
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January 12, 2007 11:53 PM EST --
He walks into a crowded room
that golden man
I am seeing him again
"Hey good lookin, what'cha doin?"
I shyly say, "oh nothing new
just hanging out with friends"
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