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Author : Adsitt, Linda
[Written for an 85 year old beloved Doctor by a faithful patient.] I've been thinking about our Doc and friend, Praying for sure, that he's well on the mend. He's been like a father, In this little ole town, With his wisdom and laughter, and bit of...
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Author : Michael D. Petti
D E S I R E I Every now and then, I am reminded, when happiness or comfort become too accessible a commodity, that poetry must portray the suffering of real poets; dreams must die flesh must rend, the mind molt anxiety in the open-winged and...
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Author : Robert W. Service
Dark Pine
If my life force, by death decree,
Could find green haven in a tree,
And there in peace untroubled years
Could dream, immune from toil and tears,
Though I'm a lover of all trees
I woud not favor one of these...
I...
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Author : Rudyard Kipling
"What are the bugles blowin' for?" said Files-on-Parade. "To turn you out, to turn you out", the Colour-Sergeant said. "What makes you look so white, so white?" said Files-on-Parade. "I'm dreadin' what I've got to...
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Author : D. E. Miller
You were my inspiration when I was very young, You praised me when I needed praise told me when I was wrong. Thunderstorms and lightning too held for me no fear, I was safe from everything when I could see you near. All your love and guidance made...
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Author : Laryalee Fraser
At times I've let my feelings glide
along their ink-stained, scrawling ride.
I've told them they can wander free,
take random jaunts of mystery;
exchange their logic for a mode
that makes reality implode;
discard the...
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Author : Michael D. Petti
Before We Part
I ask that time, from death, my heart, may save,
And pluck it from the earth's forgiving ground,
Where dirt and depth, conspiring in their grave,
Yet raise, again, the love I've only found.
For I have not...
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Author : Michael D. Petti
The Elixir of Love
What terrible toxin tinges my taste?
For the surer, safer sweetness of one,
Whom, for you, I would be willing to waste
A lifetime's comfort for one night of none.
This elixir of love drunk to my death,...
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Author : Oliver Wendell Holmes
Oh, there are times
When all this fret and tumult that we hear
Do seem more stale than to the sexton's ear
His own dull chimes.
Ding dong! ding dong!
The world is in a simmer like a sea
Over a pent volcano, — woe is me...
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Author : Khalil Gibranl
Then Almitra spoke, saying, "We would ask now of Death."
And he said:
You would know the secret of death.
But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life?
The owl whose night-bound eyes are...
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Author : Elisha Porat
[Translated from the Hebrew by Eddie Levenston]
With every generation I am diminished:
My children I share with my wife,
In my grandchildren I am a junior partner.
Of my great grand-children I have an eighth
Or less. And then there...
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Author : Elinor Wylie
Barcarole on The Styx
Fair youth with the rose at your lips,
A riddle is hid in your eyes;
Discard conversational quips,
Give over elaborate disguise.
The rose's funeral breath
Confirms by intuitive fears;
To prove...
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Author : Alison Williams
darkness gathers
in the tree tops
crow by crow
Alison Williams
Snapshots No.7 2000 (Best of issue award.)
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Author : Kimberly Duffin
Desiring to be a glowing ember
Ready to ignite the spirit of life
Warm to all that investigate
A dim light that grows with fuel
Yet I feel like the dying ashes
Yearning to be a sprouting seed
Pushing my way with vibrant...
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Author : Dylan thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightening they
Do...
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Author : Tom Berman
Dragonfly hovers
shimmering evanescence
flashes, and is gone
tom berman
Go back to author's page ~
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Author : Alison Williams
dreamed of him
again last night
that man
whose face
I never see
Alison Williams
Presence No.20 May 2003
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Author : Vivien Steels
Dreams hand out
armfuls of antidote
to that mixed-up mixture
restoring that which
waking tries to destroy.
A nightingale, brown dot
from an eagle’s eye,
flies serenely through
summer’s open window
to...
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Author : Tom Berman
How many ways
to count the stars
in their galaxies
flung across
eighteen billion
light-years
since it all began?
Just when
were the Laws of Physics
first posted?
who read them then
to stir the brew primordial?
...
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Author : CR Mittal
I did not know
this friendly wave
that gently lapped me
with a misty spray
would so slyly
wash me away
to its gurgling depths.
Playing pebbles
and blowing conches,
I had not foreseen...
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Author : C.R. Mittal
I did not know
this friendly wave
that gently lapped me
with a misty spray
would so slyly
wash me away
to its gurgling depths.
Playing pebbles
and blowing conches,
I had not foreseen...
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Author : Robert Frost
I found a dimpled spider, fat and white,
On a white heal-all, holding up a moth
Like a white piece of rigid satin cloth—
Assorted characters of death and blight
Mixed ready to begin the morning right,
Like the ingredients of a...
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Author : Samuel Taylor Coleridge
I have experienc'd
The worst, the World can wreak on me—the worst
That can make Life indifferent, yet disturb
With whisper'd Discontents the dying prayer —
I have beheld the whole of all, wherein
My Heart had any interest in...
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Author : Anonymous
I loathe, abhor, detest, despise,
Abominate dried-apple pies.
I like good bread, I like good meat
Or anything that's fit to eat;
But of all poor grub beneath the skies,
The poorest is dried apple pies.
Give me the toothache, or sore...
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Author : Albano, Charles
I stopped off at the market,
To buy some watermelons,
Then as I was leaving, it
Was struck by fleeing felons!
Some thieves had robbed a building,
And were escaping from the lot —
They bumped my Dodge while passing,
And...
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