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Post by tancred on Oct 18, 2003 0:37:09 GMT -5
Hmm...am I writing about a season or a woman? Its up to the reader to decide. However, I was thinking of titling the poem, "The Donut Eater." Well, the line about the leather and the shotgun, its beauty is only possible due to the unique fairness of the poem's subject. Thank you for your hugs, Summer. He, he! *enjoys the happy suffocating bearhug and blushes mightily*
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Post by Mrs Dan Hawkins on Dec 14, 2003 21:41:24 GMT -5
My Love
His short fair hair enthralls me. His eyes capture my soul. He is my tall, handsome knight here to spirit me away. My thoughts never stray from him by day. He enters my dreams at night. He is the one my heart calls out for when he's out of sight. I long to be by his side , through what life may throw our way. For he is my love, my hearts desire, i will never be led astray.
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Sharky
Landlubber
... Mizzen...
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Post by Sharky on Jan 27, 2004 21:54:16 GMT -5
hmm.... wow, I have a whole treasure trove of poems. seriously, its like a poem or two a day. ah, alas, i left my journal at school.... darn it... i guess they'll have to wait, as I don't remember any off of the top of my head.... darn it.... oh well, i guess i'll post 'em later... please stand by!
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Post by pixiediva24 on Feb 8, 2004 20:04:16 GMT -5
This isn't really a poem. I guess it is but it's very short and doesn't rhyme. If there were only two things I could tell my mother. They'd be: I'm sorry for everything that went wrong, and thank you for everything that went right. Poems don't have to ryhm..... ;D
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Post by Mrs Dan Hawkins on Feb 9, 2004 9:54:01 GMT -5
Yeah mine never do
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Post by pixiediva24 on Feb 10, 2004 19:26:41 GMT -5
Here I go....
[glow=red,2,300] Cluttered 10-13-03
My mind is full I can't take in any more I have to find my boundaries I don't want to go too far
I'm endlessly thinking of things Thoughts that I can't let out Feelings I can't let go of I wake every morning, shower, hair, make-up, teeth, little things in between and head off to school
I never have time to rest Always moving, non stop I can't complain, I like doing things, but latly.... I've been so busy I need a break
I need to get away from all the work All the things that bring me down All the things that stress me I need to be free
I wish I could fly & see the world in one day Just 24 hours
My mind is cluttered With thoughts of school, people, and other things I need to be and feel at peace again And grow these wings
I'm finaly taking my day off Getting away from my cluttered mind and life.[/glow]
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Post by Bosun on Feb 11, 2004 16:58:00 GMT -5
I like y'all's. And there's a nice variety in this thread.
My first one, a sonnet... Go easy on me!
I Take a Breath
I take a breath and smell the air And reach my arms into the sky And if see and if I dare I reach and catch a butterfly.
I take a breath and smell the blooms And watch the summer breezes stray And let them tease away the glooms That cloud a carefree summer's day.
I take a breath and smell the trees And feel the warm sun on my face And the cool fingers of the breeze Vanish my worries with no trace.
I breathe in the beauty of this world I feel And wonder at the miracle that it can be real.
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