Tag: poetry
group name: freethinking
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April 06, 2006 07:58 AM EDT --
Bob Dylan is more than a singer/songwriter. He is an accomplished and gifted poet. I bought my first Bob Dylan album when I was 10 years old. Living in Seattle in 1963, a hotbed . . .
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May 10, 2006 05:49 AM EDT --
It rained
last night in heaven
my love
where you
were looking down
at me
standing all alone
with the wings
of my soul so
broken it could
no longer fly
and my upturned
face swimming . . .
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April 06, 2008 08:17 PM EDT --
she said she loved me
and always would
i saved my soul for her
i gave my soul to her
she said she'd love me
and she always did
i saved myself for her
i gave myself to her
she . . .
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April 29, 2007 12:55 PM EDT --
They asked about passion
that drive I live with in my life.
All the spill over of desires
inspite of the stress and strife.
When I love I love completely.
When I fish I fish with zeal.
If I take a . . .
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May 22, 2006 04:36 AM EDT --
When I gaze
at you
I see yesterday
on your face
and I read
the ledger
of bought and
sold and exchanged
with profit
and loss all
weighed and balanced
clearly engraved . . .
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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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June 24, 2006 06:22 PM EDT --
Hands tremble with each touch
sort of like a halting kind of feel.
Nerves stand on end from the thought
could you, may you actually be real.
Mind wavers from sensual flares
you send . . .
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April 02, 2006 05:03 AM EDT --
Ever Blue
Don't you remember
the magic of September
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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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May 13, 2006 05:32 AM EDT --
America is so far away from me
who am a ship under storming skies
and unsafe upon a heaving sea
wherein terror lurks in the deep
and over which fell voices
scream and hatred shriek . . .
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September 26, 2006 10:20 PM EDT --
"Let me have wisdom, Beauty, wisdom, passion,
Bread to the soul, rain when the summers parch.
Give me but these, and though the darkness close
Even the night will blossom as the rose."
John . . .
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April 06, 2008 08:22 PM EDT --
(liminal) subs fire into the depths
waging war on the unconscious intra/fear/ances
that plague the haunted waters
spacious, yet so confining
are these murky places
dark and brooding
no . . .
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May 07, 2006 03:09 PM EDT --
All my gear and bait
weighed my shoulders down
Tho my spirit felt the tingles
face viewed the ground.
Little flowers blooming
growth covering the trail.
Vegetation spreading
spirits taking . . .
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May 14, 2006 02:22 AM EDT --
Timing was great
no better might I say
roses first blooms
opened on this day.
Fresh scents
lovely sweet array
pink cascading
on her dinner tray.
One at a time
each bud opened wide.
She smiled, thanked . . .
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May 09, 2006 03:53 AM EDT --
The sky is grey
and the autumn leaves
of my heart
have fallen
as red-brown rust
and swirled away
by iced wind
chilling the tree
of my soul
trembling as winter's
black thunder roars. . . .
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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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December 28, 2006 05:32 PM EST --
Deep red lines
-placed artistically
-on a canvas of paleness
-wan and waning
-the red is a welcome color
-to a drab existence
-splash . . .
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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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