Tag: poets
group name: brotherpoets
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December 17, 2007 11:47 AM EST --
Welcome to the Brotherhood of Poets! Here we can write to our hearts content about what bothers us, how we feel, or just to complain. You can write in story form if you aren't keen on writing . . . more
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January 16, 2008 12:33 PM EST --
My esteemed Gather colleague and connection Nick K. recently posted a plaintive piece on poetry appreciation, or lack thereof. "Oh cursed verse, I rarely get ye" cites a few of . . . more
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February 29, 2008 09:49 AM EST --
Tears of an angel
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Winding up his wings
He sits on the steep end of the temple
The angel.
Down there people,
People touching
The marvels of ancient . . . more
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June 05, 2008 03:22 AM EDT --
He asks her for a hug,
something simple between two people
that once shared so much more,
but she refuses to accomodate his request.
He steps onto the train, with tear-filled eyes.
Appearing . . . more
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April 08, 2008 10:25 AM EDT --
Because I have two big left duck feet I am bound to step on a few toes. Actually, I rather enjoy stepping on the toes of anyone who is a control freak, politically correct, or likes to play tit for tat . . . more
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April 05, 2008 02:28 PM EDT --
I'm new to this poetry game. Yes, I have thought about having plastic surgery to have my nose point skyward, but fear some might insist I stop drinking Guinness beer and forego my belief in Leprechauns. . . . more
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January 28, 2008 09:31 AM EST --
A mother's prescription
{ To Renee (Pres of Baby James Foundation), my friend, dearest.}
Sewn lips.
She cannot tell.
Failed words storm the window of heart.
Eyes have . . . more
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March 03, 2008 08:12 AM EST --
The ant
An ant with its provisions,
The shade of rain on anthill.
Looking at it you have learned-
Someone's leftover can save
Lives.
Crushed letters are getting drenched, . . . more
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April 05, 2008 08:09 AM EDT --
Rape of a housemaid
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May 14, 2008 12:13 PM EDT --
Aftermath of an accident
The down and drawn men, how was it to be
That close to death? The snub of light through it,
The bitter dark water's fatal embrace . . . more
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July 21, 2008 09:14 PM EDT --
She was so wonderful
she took me by surprise
I didn't know her power
until I looked her in the eyes
They were so captivating
penetrating and blue
she made me flip and lose my mind
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March 26, 2008 10:42 AM EDT --
You've pushed me onto this ledge
Now I'm feelin a little on edge
Everything that goes on outside of me
Feels like hanging from the top branch of a tall tree.
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The world swirls . . . more
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July 11, 2008 08:59 PM EDT --
Since You Left
Copyright 5:41 PM 7/11/2008
The cold wind of loneliness
blows down my naked back
I am drowning in my chilly tears
needing resuscitation from my broken-heart attack . . . more
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February 07, 2008 09:55 AM EST --
Nice girls donot fl y
The echoing voice a distant crow
Down in the valley of papers
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February 25, 2008 08:20 AM EST --
Mute flute
Welcome. Please have a drink on the porch,
Welcome, dear evening.
Beg your pardon for slurred voice.
Pardon the gathers of moist
On my black . . . more
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February 28, 2008 12:39 PM EST --
Deep dead.
Door of the house no.3 is closing behind.
On the steps a yellow bird named sunshine lying
Dead.
Closes the door, the pitter patter . . . more
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March 01, 2008 12:52 AM EST --
look up at the sky
This time of the afternoon
She has to jump down
From her verandah.
Each and every day.
A fatal cloud on the sun.
Her doctor reminds her of
The lovely . . . more
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April 08, 2008 12:33 PM EDT --
I always loved you
without beginning or end
even before either of us knew
I always loved you
never hated you
even when I claimed I did
I always loved you
fearlessly solid
even when . . . more
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August 07, 2008 10:48 PM EDT --
I reach out to take the last
Blooming beautiful red rose
Which quickly dies and turns to ash
Before the scent can reach my nose
For that's always been my fate
Destroying beauty . . . more
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December 24, 2007 11:38 AM EST --
In the silent echoes of the night
The twinkling of stars guide our way
Sparkling crystals spread before us
T o remind all we have friends
Not only very . . . more
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