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group name: passionatepoetry
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November 23, 2008 12:11 AM EST --
Everything returns
"Returns are welcome"
is written over the sealed envelope
of his life. His first pet,
which came from near-death
and with his help,
became . . .
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November 24, 2008 06:30 AM EST --
Answer of the heart
Still you would have said you don't care.
The suitcase has been fed with his signs of life.
A crow at the window sill
is warning you of a loss. Agony.
Moments are . . .
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November 26, 2008 10:39 PM EST --
No "no entry"
In a deserted sole
of a wasted shoe
a snail can find its home.
It can begin anew.
Have you learned something from
the snail on the subject
of ownership, . . .
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November 20, 2008 08:54 AM EST --
Telescope
Blue is blending into blue, indigo,
heliotrope; ancient stars are melting
together into the ultimate formless.
A night through this telescope rekindles . . .
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November 21, 2008 09:11 AM EST --
Rainbow competetion writing
Gray particles move
The dusts of thought settle on top
of the bleak table strewed with scraps.
Look at the window, the gray sky
can be seen like an old . . .
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December 01, 2008 06:36 AM EST --
Smile
"Your writing. You are so serious."
"Seriousness is my alter ego."
He says.
A smile spreads on him.
© 2008 - All Rights Reserved . . .
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November 25, 2008 08:05 AM EST --
A dinner to be thankful of
A dinner to be thankful of
The brown corpse of crispy bird is just out
of the touch of fire, in its breast
the gluten free fillings are warm like the . . .
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November 30, 2008 06:40 AM EST --
Can not finish the pain
What is happening today?
Every path is running towards
a window with a blue curtain, pale blue.
The quick-motioned men
are blending into another.
A death can . . .
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August 07, 2008 09:42 AM EDT --
A ctress
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The clotheshorse, old and scruffy holds
the array of her dresses. She needs them.
She needs them even more than foods
to satisfy her half . . .
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October 30, 2008 02:07 AM EDT --
Flying
She picks up her fatigue in couch.
Yah. Tomorrow shall always come...
Wings are cut. Still it can fly
amid nights of dreamful universe.
Like a comet, a shooting . . .
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November 06, 2008 09:40 PM EST --
The flight of the phoenix
Part7, past faces future
The bird comes here for crumbs.
The glory of past is
shimmering as the setting sun
. . .
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November 29, 2008 04:49 AM EST --
Darjeeling u nlimited
Gradually the Darjeeling unfurls itself.
The weak sun like a tuberculosis patient
comes out of the cloud of sanatorium.
The piazza is broadening with tourists, . . .
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November 28, 2008 08:07 AM EST --
Rescued from A scene of t error
Albeit forgiveness has never been
put to test this far,
still he can feel Bodhi* is gaining
lead very slowly.
His feet, naked, at first cringe . . .
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July 12, 2008 03:10 AM EDT --
Pill s
Sounds of a crow, incessant rippling through the wind
Let her know how much more loneliness can there be.
She picks up the knitting and stumbles at the door
Of memory, . . .
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July 13, 2008 08:37 AM EDT --
A blank call
This road ends in another and she knows
that will somehow amalgamate into
the one now he lives. Sky conjures raindrops.
Hate is what she feels at times. Then again . . .
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August 09, 2008 08:19 AM EDT --
A call from an immigrant
The crisscross of rain draws meaningless things
and erases them in the next moment
on the old glass of the pristine cafe.
Tan skin of his fiongers
play with the . . .
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August 10, 2008 01:31 AM EDT --
A sea is born
(snippet)
Grievances erode in a tide of passionate cry.
Her hand is a warm pressure on a feeble shoulder.
It is so long since you have lost salt-water.
A sea is born. . . .
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August 12, 2008 07:11 AM EDT --
Cherry tasted
( to karl.c. klein)
Not so new in relationships.
It is him. A bird. Free.
Has his blue. And sky.
She has to take a long walk
down the cloud road to build one. . . .
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September 15, 2008 08:01 AM EDT --
Two lesbian worms
(To Aeleen whose informative article inspired this)
The callings from the cloud have brought them out.
An undefined joy prevail senses and cautions.
Monsoon . . .
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November 12, 2008 07:47 AM EST --
Heliotrope
The liquid heliotrope strews the sphere,
spreads, inflates from this corner to that corner.
The fingers can touch it almost; they become
smeared with the color . . .
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