Tag: live
group name: freedominpoetry
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April 15, 2008 09:13 AM EDT --
Woman inside
The woman inside the skin of his head
Picks up those stones they have thrown and builds a
Rock garden amid the mess of days, nights
And life.
The curious world . . . more
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June 21, 2008 02:07 PM EDT --
Anny ought to have lived
Beyond those times,
Escaped the Nazis grip,
Not taken the Auschwitz trip,
But have lived to know
A tender love and sense
A grown man's touch
In older years, . . . more
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June 21, 2007 11:36 PM EDT --
This weekend, Laura Cushing and the Soundtracking entourage ( husband/photographer Austin Cushing, and our driver Jen) will be heading out on the open road for two great shows...
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November 26, 2007 12:41 PM EST --
Hello, I'm pleased to be hosting this week's additional Two Word Challenge. I've chosen four new and challenging word pairs for you inspired by the upcoming Live Chat with gather . . . more
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May 05, 2008 01:22 PM EDT --
Those waiting eyes
The wait of rain has been soaked in meadows.
The warmth of a fragile hand is still on
The support of the porch. A pair of eyes,
Tired and looking beyond, now is not . . . more
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June 23, 2008 11:09 AM EDT --
Change (open the window)
"Open the window."
Someone inside says.
Hands tremble and stop.
The non-habituated windows sound of rust.
The streaks of light those
Are used . . . more
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July 09, 2008 12:08 PM EDT --
Adrift
"Are you silent tonight?"
He knows she won't tell, if she is silent.
She won't tell the reasons.
He should know after so many years
Of living together. . . . more
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July 19, 2008 07:30 AM EDT --
Crème and sugar
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Crème and sugar are a stringent no-no.
He has been advised not to indulge in
drinks and other things
gone with the golden . . . more
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August 03, 2008 06:10 AM EDT --
She
enters
without a knock.
Stays forever.
Inside this mind.
Inside this life.
Inside this livelihood. . . . more
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June 03, 2008 11:14 AM EDT --
The four musicians in a field
( to Alison and the band)
A note has touched the cloud, just now.
A bird has stopped over thinking
it may find another of its kind.
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June 04, 2008 07:52 AM EDT --
Purple sky(in my head)
Purple sky. Leaves have just turned dark
From the golden. Eyes never tire.
This time they come for medicines,
Close the windows of the gray asylum.
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June 12, 2008 01:13 PM EDT --
Hurt
An unfamiliar breathing
strange is its rhythm. Unstable.
Is it oxygen for life that
is taken in through his organs?
He cannot be sure at this point.
Grievous . . . more
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July 10, 2008 09:17 AM EDT --
Inanimately together
It has an inanimate friendship
with the old walking stick.
The friend, the dark brown stick
is always there. After a death
in the family there is nobody . . . more
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July 11, 2008 08:05 AM EDT --
Blue boat, red boat
( To the Kathryn's picture)
Don't go, blue and red boats.
Summer is not yet over for this guy.
He is drinking through his senses
the shapeless summer . . . more
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July 17, 2008 08:04 AM EDT --
The rider of a bike
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( To the Alison's Bike)
The aroma of green.
The homing birds
and hungry fledglings.
The landscape runs backward.
Hurrah. She . . . more
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July 18, 2008 12:54 PM EDT --
Ice {Friday writing essential}
A dusty car of ice-candy man.
He is leaning on the car
stoical, vacant, aloof.
A stem of a humble grass is
his staple food for the time being.
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June 06, 2008 02:57 AM EDT --
The tree
The tree that has opted for an escape from spring
Stands forlorn, in the midst of the greens frolicking.
Waiting only for its favorite bird to come
Tugging down small . . . more
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June 10, 2008 07:21 AM EDT --
Home
"Boys. Oh, boys." She tells.
The bouts of cough in between.
The few of her pictures
Resting on the table with
A short leg. Sepia.
A cup of tea long past its
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June 11, 2008 10:20 AM EDT --
Story so old (weathercock tells)
The weathercock at the top of the old steeple
Knows a little about the reasons she stands here
At this time of a summer day.
She turns her head to . . . more
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June 18, 2008 10:56 AM EDT --
A wall full of you { Wednesday Gather essential}
A wall of thoughts is between us.
The singing rain whistles at you,
a woman, complete and you swing
with wind's . . . more
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