Tag: poems
group name: writeful
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April 14, 2008 01:59 PM EDT --
These poets were also known as the Lyrical Poets of France.
Much of the material used here was obtained from :
1. Les Fleurs du Mal by Charles Baudelaire, Edited by Enid Starkie.
2. A Book of . . . more
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January 23, 2008 06:54 AM EST --
I was having coffee in one of those wood panelled coffee houses. One of those that somehow makes you feel excited and just a little more ready for adventure. Like those in Vienna and Prague. It may just . . . more
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November 11, 2007 02:26 PM EST --
I hope that these make you smile a little.
Sing Along Time
Come now altogether in Sound of Music time :
Crowbars and hacksaws and bullet proof jackets
Unshaven baddies and all of their rackets . . . more
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August 07, 2007 01:14 PM EDT --
I Want to:
love you without clutching
understand you without judging
join you without invading
invite you without demanding
leave you without guilt
criticize you without blaming
help you without insulting . . . more
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March 01, 2007 10:01 PM EST --
I've worn this bandage
for so long.
It seems I forget
it's there sometimes
until I am bumped
and I bleed.
You tore it off
too quickly
revealing wounds
you couldn't . . . more
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May 21, 2007 01:52 PM EDT --
Little stones make big mountains,
Little steps can cover miles,
Little acts of loving and kindness
Give the world it's biggest smiles
Little words can soothe big troubles
Little hugs . . . more
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July 08, 2007 03:46 PM EDT --
I want to make sure I do this first. If you'd really like to see these offers come straight to your e-mail box, instead of waiting for someone like me to post them, you can get these markets . . . more
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March 31, 2007 03:08 PM EDT --
You didn't
want to believe
what was right
before your eyes.
You chose
to ignore the obvious
fell into her trap
she so expertly devised.
She's a master
of . . . more
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September 28, 2007 08:01 PM EDT --
Attraction
I sat before him as he spoke.
Oh what feeling his voice provoked.
Our attraction was instant,
the chemistry blatant.
His eyes roaming, resting on mine.
Telling . . . more
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May 12, 2007 07:55 AM EDT --
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March 26, 2007 02:10 PM EDT --
This is a republish of a poem that I wrote last fall. Upon writing it I had no idea that the circumstances of my life would so closely mimic the doubt and uncertainty of the central character in this . . . more
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June 13, 2007 08:47 AM EDT --
This came to my writing group, but it's open to all writers. Granted, this is not a paying market, but the exposure can do wonders. Good luck..!
I am accepting poetry, articles, . . . more
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July 27, 2007 04:14 PM EDT --
Welcome to the WINNER’S CIRCLE where we get to find out who the winner is each and every week of the challenge
. . . more
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December 09, 2007 11:23 PM EST --
Gift of Life
To live a full life
Without remorse or regret
A glorious gift
~ DragonSoul
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~ Poet's Nook
Copyright December 9, 2007
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May 20, 2007 12:22 AM EDT --
Triolet, (pronounced TREE-o-LAY) is a form of poetry originating in France sometime it the thirteenth century. The triolet is an eight-line poem consisting of two rhymes as well as two lines . . . more
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May 25, 2007 09:07 AM EDT --
I, Reaper
Angel of mercy
Awaiting my arrival
At inferno’s gate
Relieved of your grim duties
Alas; I reap my own soul
Copyright © May 21, 2007
~DragonSoul
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August 10, 2007 06:35 AM EDT --
You read right. Now you're asking what's the catch?
If you write articles or short stories (like I do) or poems (like I occasionally do) then wouldn't it be nice if we were able to get . . . more
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April 21, 2007 04:08 AM EDT --
POETRY PLAY ON WORDS - Wk 2
( P E N )
The pen is mightier than . . . more
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May 17, 2007 04:06 PM EDT --
As the owner of POETRY PLAY ON WORDS I love seeing my members go out each week and throw together a maximum 24 line poem or prose using words containing only a three letter keyword that I supply them every . . . more
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May 29, 2007 02:13 AM EDT --
Broken Spirit
Why does your heart seem so cold?
My spirit breaks when you don’t care
So if I may be so bold
Why does your heart . . . more
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