Tag: poetry
group name: thewritersreview
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April 04, 2008 11:22 PM EDT --
Anyone had experience with lulu.com? If so, what services have you used?
I would like to publish a book of some of my poetry and a friend suggested I look into lulu.com
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December 10, 2007 07:26 PM EST --
Boredom came
for the masses
hunting like the warrior
spreading
like the plague
Pounding the crush
to the solid hatred . . . more
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March 25, 2008 10:32 PM EDT --
Unseen greatness
as I strolled in the sand
partially broken heartache
turning page after page
undeniably love has become
an odyssey.
Reminding me of a
faceless horizon, . . . more
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April 01, 2008 08:06 PM EDT --
On a long day
intentionally I drift to
another Universe,
where meaningful thoughts
randomly feel oppressed by
an unpredictable image.
Holding to a glimpse of . . . more
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April 04, 2008 10:03 PM EDT --
Occasionally
unselfish thoughts
will past you by
finding shadows
walking an entire
plain field with you
trailing me behind.
Deception...
Whirl winds steadily
. . . more
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April 06, 2008 09:44 PM EDT --
Tender moments
allowing us to departure
on a cloudy day
towards ecstasy.
Our journey is eminent
Rose Petals lay upon
opening your eyes
to a new beggining.
A hand full of promises . . . more
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June 19, 2007 04:46 PM EDT --
(I wrote this during a group writing exercise where we submitted secrets and then chose one that was not ours. The secret I chose was this: I am not sure who the father of my baby is, and I'm afraid . . . more
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July 04, 2007 08:08 PM EDT --
Will you love me enough to leave when i ask you to
You say you can deal with my disease, my eventual confinement
You say you will always love me more than the grains of sand
Yet the band is playing . . . more
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March 09, 2008 11:58 AM EDT --
Slow motion as mourning mist
wrap around you, willingly pace yourself
as you walk Blindfolded, I think to myself
where is she with my Bleeding Heart
Wishing to come back and give . . . more
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March 10, 2008 11:24 PM EDT --
An straight ahead silence
her silhouette approaches,
predictable senses will allure you
simple passing by...
Uncontrollable desire
waiting at the edge of a river bank, . . . more
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March 12, 2008 11:24 PM EDT --
Circle of clouds
underneath a passionate love,
carefully drawn by winds.
Whispering out loud
Is it your untamed beauty ?
holding you back from darkness,
Merciful . . . more
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May 29, 2008 05:41 PM EDT --
I am looking for reccommendations among the published fiction and poetry writers here at Gather. I've been on the search for a genuine online writer's circle, off and on for some years now. During . . . more
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June 11, 2007 08:47 AM EDT --
My Mother-In-Law is goofier,
than any Disney cartoon;
And when she tries to sing,
she always clears out the room.
Her voice can be compared,
to a Moose’s mating call;
It is . . . more
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May 31, 2007 07:58 PM EDT --
The darkness presses all around
and tries to bring our spirit down.
Our past is used to haunt us there
As all of our sins are brought to bear.
I step back under the heavy load
stagger and fall to . . . more
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July 20, 2008 06:07 PM EDT --
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The Elephant in Your Room
If you imagine the incomprehensible
made evident,
looming in your living room
like a parked car,
immoveable in its essence;
a surety,
slightly . . . more
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December 12, 2007 08:00 PM EST --
if not to speak of anger
the pain of walking away
backward
"I love you," I scream
the roar of the fire's too loud
more like bombs
cutting like the knife . . . more
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April 03, 2008 08:24 AM EDT --
Amongst us
shadows gradually
corrupting our
piece and mind.
I'm emotionally disturb.
As I walked blindfolded
through a valley
of death souls
leaving . . . more
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April 27, 2007 07:49 PM EDT --
workaday blues
my body aches
heel spurs jab
the back says i'll get you good
must slow down
workaday blues
my shoes have no more support
my feet are swollen
definitely not gelling
must . . . more
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October 30, 2007 09:47 PM EDT --
Taken
From a field,
Hoe in hand.
I worked,
Rarely praying.
There was no time.
But I prayed for life
For sons
For hope of education,
Food, shelter, and happiness,
For my children
And their children. . . . more
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March 29, 2008 12:48 AM EDT --
(This poem is from the writing of another. I can't remember who wrote the original words; I cut up the article and rearranged it. I promise I'll find the author. If someone recognizes . . . more
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