Tag: poem
group name: freethinking
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June 15, 2006 11:40 PM EDT --
In staunch repose does lie my corpse,
As dead as dead can be,
Until the sun comes beaming in,
And wakes the soul in me.
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October 13, 2008 01:07 AM EDT --
Not sure what to name this but I just came up with it...
Too much, it's all too
much. There is pain
and joy all mashed
together. I'm on
a rollercoaster climbing
faster up the hill . . .
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April 02, 2006 09:51 AM EDT --
Woman who came before,
Know you nothing of who you are,
For years now you rebuke yourself,
Fall prey to self-serving silence,
Apathy's companion...twisted indifference,
So now listen to them; . . .
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May 06, 2006 02:15 AM EDT --
A still pretty woman in on a barstool,
waiting on an inattentive mate,
gets restless.
And when he notices, he tells
the man he's . . .
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January 08, 2007 07:21 PM EST --
My eyes are forever undisturbed
Objects self-form on the ceiling where I stare
The buzzing of a fly drowns out my heart beat
My eyes are burning, so I blink, but only once
The fly is replaced by the . . .
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November 18, 2008 06:49 PM EST --
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Sedation Dentistry
There is a dimly lit room. A place to take your every
peaceful thought; or, a waiting room to practice every
shade of worry. A practitioner awaits you: a . . .
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March 16, 2008 04:11 PM EDT --
The day stands beneath november drizzle
While the thick clouded sun shines high
So to better know
What ballot or beauty is today in time's reckoning
A passing rumble forward . . .
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April 22, 2006 12:42 AM EDT --
When I heard about the first private manned
rocket to transcend the bounds
. . .
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May 02, 2006 02:59 AM EDT --
Breathing is life.
It is involuntary.
We cannot will ourselves to stop.
But we can will ourselves to breathe faster or slower.
But even this feat cannot last forever.
In the end, we must trust enough . . .
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June 03, 2006 04:32 PM EDT --
This morning I rolled
around in the fragrances
of sage and clover
and let their scents
sex my skin.
I looked up past
the wingless mango
hanging nonchalant
in perpetuity
and . . .
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July 24, 2007 05:57 PM EDT --
Thirteen Ways To Think Of Trees
The little girl’s hand touches the trunk gently
The bark is smooth in places
But her hand stops at the rough patch
She picks at the scaly edges
. . .
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May 10, 2006 01:07 PM EDT --
Many people ask me what exactly poetry is, others say "well it all seems like a load of old tosh to me Ian, so what's it all about?" So I thought I would write a series of articles aimed . . .
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June 08, 2006 12:10 AM EDT --
That summer I'd found the rabbit lying in the road, hit by a car, its legs broken; he couldn't be saved. Yet, I had to try.
I knew the marriage couldn't be saved. Yet, I had to try.
I called . . .
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October 17, 2008 02:13 PM EDT --
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Mayfly
This mayfly which he found
gently resting in her red rock,
remains preserved, now, for the eager
researcher from Tufts
who, kneeling behind
a strip mall in North . . .
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October 23, 2008 11:31 AM EDT --
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Fear
Black shark fins
Swivel swell
It begins
Fast as hell
When it ends
Who can tell
Hunter swims
Hunted hide
Dendrites feed
Axons fast
Still your need's . . .
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November 14, 2008 12:31 PM EST --
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Not that water can remain
beyond its flash point,
freeze in saturated salt,
talk or listen-
or give you the time of day
in a crowded room;
but these gentle men and ladies . . .
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May 08, 2006 07:37 PM EDT --
I wish I believed in wishes
I wish I believed in prayer
I wish I were wiser
And I wish I were more aware . . .
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August 19, 2007 04:40 PM EDT --
Disappear
I don't want to inconvenience you
I don't want you to even see me here
I would prefer you walked right past me
My wish is to disappear
I don't want you to see my faults
I don't . . .
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May 05, 2006 02:15 PM EDT --
A seashell
I hear the ocean
in it
Like my heart
I pin it
Don my sweater
(p.s. the last line used to say "on my sweater" but Joseph thought it would be more suttle if it said "don . . .
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August 09, 2007 11:47 PM EDT --
Photography by Douglas Gilbert of
Gilbaugh Photography
Dragonfly hovers,
wings out; body lithe and bright,
swoops and darts for snacks:
doomed gnats and mosquitoes snatched.
Then digests. On . . .
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