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    <copyright>Copyright Gather Inc 2009</copyright>
    <pubDate>Tue, 29 Dec 2009 13:27:45 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Descending Notes</title>
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      <description>  
   
   
 
 Descending Notes 
 
   
   
 
 The hidden place - 
 
 
 Where I lick cinnamon, 
 
 
 White hot darkness, 
 
 
 Un-gated. 
 
   
 
 Gated.  Juggle my life . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 29 Dec 2009 12:34:33 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Barbary Chaapel</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-29T12:34:33Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Hay-Ku of the Day (Happiness Itself)</title>
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      <description>Lose interest in Thought and you are Free to Be Happiness Itself. 
 [Rich Note: Alternatives to the third line of today’s offering include: Eternally Now, Everlasting Joy, Everlasting Life, Everlasting . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 23:33:47 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Richard Hay</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-28T23:33:47Z</dc:date>
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      <title>SPIED.</title>
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      <description>How was it for you? Uncle asked, lying Slumped across Auntie, Some small-beached Whale, his voice escaping His lungs as would air From a punctured tyre.  
 
 
  Fine, it was fine, Auntie Sighed, her . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 09:24:39 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977965368&amp;grpId=3659174697243169&amp;nav=Groupspace</guid>
      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-28T09:24:39Z</dc:date>
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      <title>A sparsely lit morning - From My Ramblings...</title>
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      <description>A sparsely lit morning 
 Drifts the snow scatter 
 Ice laced paths 
 Steps negotiating slips 
   
 Fingers still sense of hurt at joints 
 Brush it the dusting some 
 Inscribes from a day past . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 01:31:36 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Satya Jell</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-28T01:31:36Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Spread your arms wide - From My Ramblings...</title>
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      <description>  
 Spread your arms wide 
 Winds past coming my way 
 When directions reverse 
 Will guide me back there 
   
 My eyes will set 
 Every step deeper 
 Shallow may appear 
 Depths in them keep . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 26 Dec 2009 20:21:10 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Satya Jell</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-26T20:21:10Z</dc:date>
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      <title>MIND THE LANGUAGE.</title>
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      <description>Mind the language in front Of the boy, Grandmother Said, her arms folded across Her huge breast, sleeping  Giants at rest. The boy’ll hear Worse than that before the Nappy rash is removed . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 26 Dec 2009 12:16:31 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977963434&amp;grpId=3659174697243169&amp;nav=Groupspace</guid>
      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-26T12:16:31Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Christmas Day Poem and Calligraphy</title>
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      <description>CHRISTMAS 
 With Christmas so near, It’s that time of year; God’s Spirit made real. God’s Love that we feel. 
 Again born in mind, God’s image divine; The Joy of His sharing, His . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 16:33:23 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977962777&amp;grpId=3659174697243169&amp;nav=Groupspace</guid>
      <dc:creator>Richard Hay</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-25T16:33:23Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Hay-Ku of the Day (Divine Paradigm Shift)</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977962763&amp;grpId=3659174697243169&amp;nav=Groupspace</link>
      <description>The Birth of Jesus Took us from a “God Without" To a “God Within." 
 The Birth of Christ took Mankind from a “God Out There" To a “God In Here." 
 [Rich Note: (Photo Caption) One . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 16:10:01 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Richard Hay</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-25T16:10:01Z</dc:date>
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      <title>MULLIGAN.</title>
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      <description>That’s where Mulligan Sat, the huge bulk of a Man occupying the corner Seat of FitzSimmon’s bar, His shovel size hands Caressing a pint of porter,  
 
 
  His lips holding down a big Cigar, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 24 Dec 2009 21:49:09 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-24T21:49:09Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Hay-Ku of the Day (Is God Real?)</title>
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      <description>God is Real as the Aware Presence One Is but Not as a Concept. 
 [Rich Note: This one is really a distillation/summation of a 3 page, hay-ku impregnated, 4 hour, polished-up, flow of consciousness response . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 24 Dec 2009 03:31:45 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Richard Hay</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-24T03:31:45Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Poem: Christmas II (An Acrostic)</title>
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      <description>Christ is my Lord and Savior – 
 
 
 Holy is His precious name; 
 
 
 Redemption He brings to everyone, for He is… 
 
 
 Immanuel – which means “God is with us”. 
 
  . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 23 Dec 2009 13:08:31 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Joseph  Breunig</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-23T13:08:31Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Snowly</title>
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      <description>  
   
   
   
 
 
 
   Snow has me thinking   
 
 
   about the tight white mantle   
 
 
   keeping summer warm.   
 
 
 
 
   Absent sound, without flurry,   
 
 
    I dream of . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 18:11:11 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Atticus *.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-22T18:11:11Z</dc:date>
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      <title>SELFHARM OPHELIA.</title>
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      <description>Doctor Stupenny relented And let you out of the locked Ward: no more self-harming Now, he said, that morning After a consultation brief, But deep, his shitebrown Eyes moving over you like A snail, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 09:35:20 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977958279&amp;grpId=3659174697243169&amp;nav=Groupspace</guid>
      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-22T09:35:20Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Hay-Ku of the Day (Essential to Being)</title>
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      <description>Consciousness is a Vibratory State of the Awareness You Are. 
 [Rich Note: (Photo Caption) Snow Sculpture (2002); A rather interesting "vibratory state" of Awareness both "in here" and "out there," as . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 06:15:44 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Richard Hay</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-22T06:15:44Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Part 4 - History of Hand and Sun</title>
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      <description>     
 
 
         
 
 
         
 
 
         
 
 
         
 
 
    .            trace        .      . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 17:06:59 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Atticus *.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-21T17:06:59Z</dc:date>
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      <title>ALMOST TEMPTED.</title>
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      <description>She was almost tempted To jump from the bridge Despite the crowds that Passed, despite the coldness And filth of the water below, But she didn’t; she walked On and slit her wrists in the Hospital . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 07:16:16 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-21T07:16:16Z</dc:date>
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      <title>INFERNO.</title>
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      <description>Take off the robes of dark and dim Let borrowed girls seek other dreams And slip through the hands of lust and greed.  
 
 
     
 
 
  The fire and flames and sad-eyed dames, The tortured souls . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 20 Dec 2009 20:57:39 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977955897&amp;grpId=3659174697243169&amp;nav=Groupspace</guid>
      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-20T20:57:39Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Hay-Ku of the Day (Behind Your Eyes)</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977955189&amp;grpId=3659174697243169&amp;nav=Groupspace</link>
      <description>How can you relate To Existence except in And as Consciousness. 
 What do you know that Does not arise as a State Of your Consciousness. 
 How can what you see Be other than a State of Your own Consciousness? . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 20 Dec 2009 02:49:53 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977955189&amp;grpId=3659174697243169&amp;nav=Groupspace</guid>
      <dc:creator>Richard Hay</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-20T02:49:53Z</dc:date>
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      <title>LOVES YOU NOT.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977954815&amp;grpId=3659174697243169&amp;nav=Groupspace</link>
      <description>It was his idea of love This putting you aside, Placing you on hold, While out there other Women filled his hours Of bedroom loves and Lusts, while you waited At home or outside the Cinema, theatre, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 19 Dec 2009 18:55:16 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-19T18:55:16Z</dc:date>
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      <title>OFTEN TIMES.</title>
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      <description>Often times you rock  The phantom baby in  Your arms. That gentle  Sweep from side to side  When no one’s looking,  No one taking a peep  At any of your doings;  Crazy that’d be if they . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 19:55:28 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-17T19:55:28Z</dc:date>
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      <title>AFTER THE GUINNESS.</title>
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      <description>After the Guinness and  The Jameson whiskey,  Said Connor, woman  Is God’s best creation.  Woman? Sighed Finn,  His mouth lingering  Over the lip of the  Glass like a ballet  Dancer about to . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 08:57:02 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-17T08:57:02Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Hay-Ku of the Day (Independence)</title>
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      <description>Being Present and Aware is not dependent On relative thought. 
 Mind depends on the Thought process to exist while Consciousness does not. 
 [Rich Note: (Photo Caption)  Liberty Bell (2007 Wikipedia . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 03:17:08 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977950863&amp;grpId=3659174697243169&amp;nav=Groupspace</guid>
      <dc:creator>Richard Hay</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-17T03:17:08Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The dangerous girl</title>
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      <description>she stands beneath the shadows 
 so no one sees her pain 
 camoflauged by broken smiles 
 and tears blending in with rain 
 the darkness hides her 
 so very well 
 consuming her soul and mind 
 if only . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 18:09:17 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Sara W.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-16T18:09:17Z</dc:date>
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      <title>IN AND OUT YOUR TRUE LOVE COMES.</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977949510&amp;grpId=3659174697243169&amp;nav=Groupspace</link>
      <description>In and out your true love comes, Bone idle with his words and gestures, Floats over you with reluctant sighs, 
 His eyes glazed as foggy skies, His lips wet as rainy days but closed, Tight shut and . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 08:46:22 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977949510&amp;grpId=3659174697243169&amp;nav=Groupspace</guid>
      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-16T08:46:22Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Part 3 - A Way of Believing : The Edge of the Fierce Blue Sky, Hiroshima 1955</title>
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      <description>  
 
  
 
  
 
   
   
   
 
  
 
  
 
 
  
 
  
 
 
    .  all                               . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 04:57:10 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Atticus *.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-16T04:57:10Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Will The Real Santa Claus Please Sit Down</title>
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      <description>  
   
   
 
 Into the library, 
 
 
 Book bag, shoulder-slung, 
 
 
 Who should I spy 
 
   
 
 With my snow-blinded eye? 
 
 
 A red-suited greeter: 
 
 
  Ho Ho Ho.  Ho.   . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 13:07:09 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977948034&amp;grpId=3659174697243169&amp;nav=Groupspace</guid>
      <dc:creator>Barbary Chaapel</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-15T13:07:09Z</dc:date>
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