| a poem is...
Posted: 1/12/2007 8:28:35 AM | ...a communiqué
from one of the other
inner you’s
the murderer
the saint
the madonna
the slut
the child
the child
the child
always and forever
the child | |
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| a poem is...
Posted: 1/17/2007 2:37:52 AM | A poem is . . .
written for yourself
before you know the words
and if you are very lucky
someone else finds you
within them | |
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| a poem is...
Posted: 1/17/2007 4:36:53 AM | Lovely, Hortense!
A poem is
a stutter from your inmost tongue
spoken to the silent air
asking Are you there?
Are you there?
And do you care? | |
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Msg: 454 | |
| a poem is...
Posted: 1/17/2007 8:52:23 PM | to de-evolve
coil up in yourself
find your center,
taste your air
feel the vibrations
of your
state of existence,
then stealthily slither
back to humanity
with a souvenir. | |
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| a poem is...
Posted: 1/18/2007 6:04:09 PM | a poem is a burden,curse
it keeps you awake
til you can write the verse
some give ,some take
some dry ,some drenched
til one knows for sure
from your heart is wrenched
upon the page is the cure
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| a poem is...
Posted: 1/21/2007 4:38:23 AM | an ouch! or a
WOW!
with a few extra syllables,
a metaphor,
or a vivid image attached. | |
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Posted: 1/21/2007 5:13:16 AM | | is a rush but not like a hour it takes patiences and nurtured and sweet as a flower all in a instant it is over but to still know A poem is........... forever | |
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| a poem is...
Posted: 2/1/2007 6:47:21 AM | | the heart's second language. | |
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| a poem is...
Posted: 2/1/2007 7:55:17 AM | | a song sung in silence. | |
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| a poem is...
Posted: 2/1/2007 8:52:58 AM | (props to stealin_kisses)
a poem is...
a song sung in silence
then written down for memory. | |
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| a poem is...
Posted: 2/1/2007 10:22:18 AM | | the words we don't know how to speak. | |
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| a poem is...
Posted: 2/1/2007 2:20:00 PM | words left unspoken,
thoughts gone array
hearts on the mend
new beginnings again. | |
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Posted: 2/1/2007 6:36:14 PM | a poem is...
an opportunity to speak to one whom benign neglect is being practiced on.
....a way to express your hunger, desire, wants, needs, ideas, emotions, or benign neglect.
a poem is...
beautiful therapy.
lucidmoments | |
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| a poem is...
Posted: 2/3/2007 3:04:57 PM | | ...words of a textile | |
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| a poem is...
Posted: 2/3/2007 9:05:42 PM | (benign neglect
needs
a souvenir
for sanity insurance)
This thread just keeps finding the most evocative images. Thank you all.
A poem is
meeting yourself in other people's words | |
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Posted: 2/4/2007 4:34:56 PM | A poem isn't always what it meant to be:
it often finds itself beside itself,
just fallen off some back room shelf
and wound up with some kind of key,
like clunky keys in children's toys.
It plops itself on paper,
and sets right off to see
if it can really go.
Sometimes, the answer's "No."
And if it's "Yes,"
and all seems likely for success,
it's still too tough to really know,
until somebody sees it, and says,
"Just watch that sucker go!"
But even then, it's anybody's guess. | |
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Posted: 2/7/2007 6:02:24 AM |
my poem was better than aloshas yet he is older than me so i suppose he is just a boring old fart lol
Yes, undoubtedly! Your poem was way, way better than mine, and your comment above: what subtlety, what rapier-like wit! | |
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Posted: 2/7/2007 6:04:16 AM | A poem is...
a simple rhyme set in motion thru words upon a pixelated screen whether to unveil truth or hide in secrecy a poem is just that...a release to start again another day..... | |
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Posted: 2/7/2007 6:42:23 AM | A poem is
thoughts jumbled
emotions array
feelings twisted
so much to say. | |
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Posted: 2/7/2007 8:30:32 AM | a meandering
a stumbling
and fumbling
the only way
the heart
walks straight | |
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Posted: 2/7/2007 8:52:37 AM | A poem is a picture painted in word
anything the soul could imagine
whether fantasy or reality
anywhere the mind roams free | |
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Posted: 2/7/2007 1:49:48 PM | Why not? they are mine after all
I write whatever words call
just to see them fall
in whom evers hall
without the great squall
of the so called mighty, I brawl....
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