Tag: freedom
group name: freedominpoetry
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February 26, 2007 11:30 PM EST --
Convention sets the boundaries
and people choose
fall in or out of line
the family way; the church's say;
village ordinance; rule of law
outlines followed, outlines skipped
the player must decide . . . more
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January 31, 2007 07:27 PM EST --
Sweet freedom calls
amidst the lies and the scandal,
the protests, and the war;
Sweet freedom lies in the hearts
of our soldiers, who willingly serve
the country that they adore.
Sweet freedom . . . more
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March 30, 2007 04:25 PM EDT --
How easy it is to come to you,
crawling on weary knees
when I feel vulnerable,
needing a safe place to
lay my weary head.
Your body warms me
Your lap comforts this body,
and I can let my mind wander . . . more
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December 12, 2006 08:47 AM EST --
I almost feel I could write something down
That would spin your head around
That would open up your heart
Now wouldn't that be something to behold
Weave words to make a flower unfold . . . more
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July 03, 2007 01:42 PM EDT --
I stood at the bank’s edge.
The water surged forward, driven by a need to be free. Each droplet collectively in search of a new beginning. Transformed into one powerful, unstoppable . . . more
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March 01, 2007 06:02 PM EST --
She felt pressed down from every side,
no room to escape the "taker",
and like a prisoner, she looked for any outlet
of release;
Her soul cried out for freedom,
and it came to her in . . . more
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October 06, 2007 09:40 PM EDT --
She lies there, cold.
Her skin's like snow.
Soft and white
biting as well.
Herlips liken to earth
hills and valleys in colours of weird.
She looks like a saint
encased in hot wax
but a sinner . . . more
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May 05, 2008 10:01 PM EDT --
Tiny virgin wings;
Blue sky begging you to soar;
You plummet to earth
dazed,
under mother's watchful eye;
The nest cannot hold you;
Mother's wings can . . . more
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December 22, 2007 08:39 PM EST --
Winter approaches recklessly
Leaves fall in reverence,
I surrender all.
more
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January 11, 2008 09:21 PM EST --
Birds sang
Flowers bloomed
And time stood it's ground.
more
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February 26, 2008 04:55 AM EST --
If fashion a a fabric
Designers are the threads,
Creations that clothe you with feelings of despair.
Designed for art
Designed for utility
Debuts on runways
Fit only for the Gods.
Valentino . . . more
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December 22, 2006 07:20 AM EST --
AROUSE A WILLING PULSE
Will it be in shivers and quivers in cool and hot nights?
Will it be a voice sprinkled with tones,
All passion pitched into groans, moans, sighs and whispers
Will it be me landing . . . more
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August 10, 2007 06:54 PM EDT --
Maybe I can really fly
Maybe what I dream is so
Maybe stone is really sand
Clay held in a hand
We simply haven’t come to know
Maybe what we see ain’t light
Maybe . . . more
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January 22, 2007 07:39 PM EST --
It was never easy being the good one,
the obedient one, the one who kept the peace,
and fanned the flames of discontent;
Sometimes I wanted to shout and scream
and cry my eyes out, but I wasn’t . . . more
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November 17, 2007 10:44 AM EST --
Some’a you folks will hear just what I’m say in’
Some’a you folks will know just what I mean
All of us folks have got to stick . . . more
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January 09, 2007 09:23 PM EST --
Hey listen here my friend
I have some words to say and things that must get said
No more use to pretend
This horse has had its day and soon it will be dead
You can ride it right down . . . more
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December 23, 2006 11:35 AM EST --
On a beach with the nickname of Omaha, on a spring day with the nickname of D
There were men dressed in olive drab garments, caught between hell and the sea
For they could not from . . . more
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February 20, 2007 10:31 PM EST --
Where were you when I needed you,
broken down, lying in a heap at your feet
like a rag doll?
I gave and gave and gave
until I was empty, drained of life,
and even in my despair
you looked . . . more
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August 22, 2008 07:09 PM EDT --
Nightsong
Night dreamer
Night weaver
Night seeker
of that hidden by day
Buring light persuades
I am the bearer of my name
broken under debt to
masters of the law and ledger
Broken . . . more
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January 11, 2007 06:48 PM EST --
Judy says it’s hopeless
Marty says it’s worse
Pete says time is all run out
Now, how am I to rhyme this verse?
Raise up, raise yourself up, raise up . . . more
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