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    <title>Experimental poetry</title>
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    <pubDate>Thu, 07 Jan 2010 15:42:19 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>True Awakening</title>
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 True awakening is never taught 
 The teacher helps the student 
 To recognize it in himself 
 By whatever means necessary 
 By whatever means possible 
   
 1/6/2010 8:49 PM . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 07 Jan 2010 01:55:56 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-07T01:55:56Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Hay-Ku of the Day (Mental Myopia)</title>
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      <description>Step back mentally And you will see All things in Their Proper Context. 
 Step back mentally And you will see you are not What you think you are. 
 [Rich Note: The “short focal length and narrow . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 19:33:57 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Richard Hay</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-06T19:33:57Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Most Valuable Thing in the World</title>
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      <description>  
   
 A student asked, “Teacher what is the most valuable thing in the world? 
 Beyond doubt he was expecting some pearl of great wisdom 
   
 The teacher responded, “ . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 19:11:51 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-06T19:11:51Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Solitary Man</title>
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 I am quiet as I suffer 
 my life is not blessed as some are blessed... 
 but...I AM blessed 
 I am not as afflicted as some are afflicted... 
 but I suffer... 
 we all do 
   
 I am self- . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 15:33:59 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>stephen berwaldt</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-06T15:33:59Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Theotokos</title>
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 Theotokos, Christakos 
 Violent arguments of bygone days 
 Riots in the streets, heads broken, people killed 
 Now just a foot note in history 
   
 Will the “Great Issues” . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 15:03:42 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-06T15:03:42Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Essence of Woman</title>
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      <description>The Essence of Woman 
   
 By 
   
 Joanne M. Doyle 
   
 In the warm, wet, nurturing darkness, 
 She waits until it is her time. 
 Suddenly she is being forced 
 Into unfamiliar territory. . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 05:15:08 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-06T05:15:08Z</dc:date>
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      <title>I Want To Write</title>
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      <description>I Want To Write 
 
   
 
 By Joanne M. Doyle 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 I want to write poetry that will make a difference 
 
 
 I want to write poetry that will touch the soul 
 
 
 
 
 So many people . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 04:48:54 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-06T04:48:54Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Suspicion Haiku</title>
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      <description>Death torments parents 
 mysterious murder unsolved 
 clues lie in her bones</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 04:15:30 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jennifer Lee</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-06T04:15:30Z</dc:date>
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      <title>You Sleep</title>
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 I watch you sleep. 
 You are so peaceful lying there 
 you move and smile as I watch 
 and I know you dream. 
 Is it of me? 
 if it is... 
 What do we share? 
   
 I watch your chest rise . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 02:41:47 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>stephen berwaldt</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-06T02:41:47Z</dc:date>
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      <title>MY MUSE</title>
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      <description>A rictameter about my fickle little muse ~  
 
 
  
 
  MY MUSE 
 
 
 
 
 My muse, 
 
 
 she who inspires, 
 
 
 leaving creative thoughts 
 
 
 like so much candy in my brain. 
 
 
 But sometimes, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 02:18:57 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Rose (just an ole GA peach)  Williams</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-06T02:18:57Z</dc:date>
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      <title>High Lonesome ( a Re-print)</title>
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      <description>High in the Rockies 
 
 
 Blanketed now with snow 
 
 
 Often unmarred even by 
 
 
 The tracks of animals 
 
 
 Is the High Lonesome. 
 
 
 
 
 Late in the Spring 
 
 
 When the snow has . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 19:30:25 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-05T19:30:25Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Reflection</title>
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 The moon is beautifully reflected 
 On the surface of the pond 
   
 But try to seize it 
 And all you will get is wet 
   
 1/5/2010 12:07 PM</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 17:13:20 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-05T17:13:20Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Wanderers of Earth. Dedicated to all the homeless souls. Inspired by Kushal Poddar.</title>
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      <description>They travel, but have no destination 
 They go, but do not arrive 
 The are seen, but no one knows what to do 
 They are seen by many, but nothing is done 
 The carry what they have with them 
 It may . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 14:42:29 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Sharon P.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-05T14:42:29Z</dc:date>
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      <title>As a Lover</title>
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 The lady said I describe the U S as one describes a lover 
 How could it be otherwise? 
   
 From the gritty complexities of the great cities 
 To the sweeping foreverness . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 13:48:16 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-05T13:48:16Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Obscure, Unknown</title>
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 Though dark clouds obscure the moon 
 The moon is still there 
 Though unknown circumstances 
 Keep you from me 
 You are still present in my heart 
   
 1/5/2010 12:26 AM</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 05:33:47 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-05T05:33:47Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Sometimes</title>
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 Sometimes in a self-reflective mood 
 I realize that my work is much like 
 Raindrops on a tin roof 
 Making a bit of noise 
 But of little consequence 
   
 1/4/2010 6:29 PM . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 23:38:50 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-04T23:38:50Z</dc:date>
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      <title>On the Planes ( reprint)</title>
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 If you stand very still In the twilight 
 That time that the Irish call the soft part of day 
 And just relax you mind 
 You can experience all sorts of wonderful things 
   . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 21:24:41 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-04T21:24:41Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Rolling Thunder (These are the animals the government is planning to slaughter)</title>
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      <description>There wasn’t a sign of a rain cloud 
 
 
 In that clear Montana sky 
 
 
 But you could hear a sound like rolling thunder 
 
 
 From canyon walls so high. 
 
 
 
 
 You could feel . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 18:19:56 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-04T18:19:56Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Hay-Ku of the Day (Outside the Box)</title>
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      <description>Life outside the box Of mental experience Is Paradise Found. 
 Life outside the box Of conceptual matters Is self-transcending. 
 Life outside the box Of self-reflective thought is Beyond conception. . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 10:26:47 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Richard Hay</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-04T10:26:47Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Vision Quest (Re post)</title>
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 On a mountain ledge that the white man 
 Would someday call Inspiration Point 
 Overlooking a lake that would be known as Jenny 
 Sat a boy. 
   
 No longer really a boy 
 But . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 05:27:18 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-04T05:27:18Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Dreams, Desires?</title>
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 Lady Diana riding across the winter sky 
 Casting her beams enticingly on the sleeping earth 
 Wandering into a bedroom and onto slumbering lady 
 Caressing her face, her neck, her . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 05:12:36 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-04T05:12:36Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Buffalo Dancer</title>
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      <description>Buffalo dancer, buffalo dancer, 
 
 
 Dancing in the fading twilight. 
 
 
 Clad in head and hide and horns. 
 
 
 Spirit reaching to find the herd. 
 
 
 
 
 Bobbing weaving, charging, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 21:39:15 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-03T21:39:15Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Cycle Spent</title>
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      <description>The Yule cycle was spent 
 The twelve days of darkness since the Solstice 
 And the Bard could feel it 
   
 He could feel the light filling his mind 
 He could feel it enlivening and awakening . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 18:06:20 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-03T18:06:20Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Star shine and the Dark of the Moon (A reprint)</title>
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 Star shine on the prairie and the dark of the moon 
 Deep silence shrouded, yet not so silent 
 Wind stirs the Buffalo grass 
 A coyote howls and a distant train whistles 
   . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 17:44:22 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-03T17:44:22Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Night On the Chisum Trail (a repost)</title>
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 A million stars light the bowl of the sky 
 A thousand “beefs” bedded down for the night 
 Night hawk takes up his rounds, softly crooning. 
 High in the sky . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 15:44:26 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-03T15:44:26Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Try</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977973468&amp;grpId=3659174697239431&amp;nav=Groupspace</link>
      <description>There’s a word used by rodeo cowboys 
 
 
 That’s as vast as the western sky. 
 
 
 It’s a noun and a verb and attitude. 
 
 
 And that single word is Try. 
 
 
 
 
 It’s . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 02:26:42 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-03T02:26:42Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Blue Moon</title>
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      <description>  
 In the biting cold of the December night 
 The Bard looked up at the full moon, the Blue Moon 
 But she said nothing to him 
 Perhaps he was Druid after all 
 And it was still Yuletide . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 02:06:18 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-03T02:06:18Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Forbidden Fruit 2nd Sequel ( contest is still on for the 3rd sequel)</title>
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      <description>This is the 2nd sequel, so please tell me before Adam and Eve  
 
 
  can ever make it back together in Heaven forEver, Adam still  
 
 
  needs to be punished for what he did to his wife. He was the . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 21:34:43 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Angel sent from God Secret Sisters</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-02T21:34:43Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Saturday Writing Essential 1/02/10: What Have You Done!</title>
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      <description>  
 
  
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
 Here are the responses to last week's prompt: 
   
 
   Singing My Way Through Life, SatWE by    Elsie Duggan    . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 20:03:07 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Atticus *.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-02T20:03:07Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Awaiting the Next Assignment</title>
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 It was the beginning of a new year 
 A new decade 
   
 And the Bard stood in the very center of the Wood 
 A place not often visited and then only by invitation 
   
 . . .</description>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-02T17:00:08Z</dc:date>
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