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    <title>Poetry Gazebo</title>
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    <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 05:20:05 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Try</title>
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      <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>Escape From Winter</title>
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      <description>  
 Loving you isn't easy... 
 but I would give up a thousand tomorrows 
 just to touch you once again, 
 just to breathe your essence 
 into the deepest part of me. 
   
 Time has teased us . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 02:15:04 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Cheryl W.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-03T02:15:04Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Blue Moon</title>
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 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>The Child we leave</title>
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  The child we leave  
 
 
  
 
  
 
 I go down gradually; go under. Drown. 
 The pregnant river radiates my soul. 
   
 I know I am waiting on the pier; a child. 
 Two boats playfully . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 01:10:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Kushal Poddar</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-03T01:10:00Z</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>SINEAD &amp; FINN.</title>
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      <description>Sinead showed her beauty Undressed in her bed, lying  
 
 
  Beside Finn, who in his sleep, Spoke some other’s name, but  
 
 
  She sexing it hot, heard it not, But in her own over the top  . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 19:54:58 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-02T19:54:58Z</dc:date>
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      <title>TheYingInTheYangOfItAll~</title>
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      <description>The playful aspect of boy  
 
 
  in the man  
 
 
  was a saturated ink of movement  
 
 
  down the waterslide of his mind  
 
 
  her pen dripped a song into the fragrant perfume  
 
 
  of . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 19:43:31 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Purrrrrrrrrrr~Genki dashite~Nantoka naru-yo! S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-02T19:43:31Z</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>
      <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 17:00:08 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-02T17:00:08Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Her Life at GB Road</title>
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      <description>She resides at the heart of darkness -  within the confines of blasphemy.  The walls are painted bright  by the color of anticipated larceny. 
  She creates melody in bed  but doesn't lend her voice  . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 14:57:27 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Ratan .</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-02T14:57:27Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Love Poetry</title>
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      <description>Love Poetry 
   
 The language of love poetry 
 Should be as fluid as melting ice 
 And as warm as a cup of tea 
   
 1/2/2010 7:52 AM</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 12:58:43 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-02T12:58:43Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Words of Power</title>
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      <description>  
   
 Words of power 
 Thoughts of power 
 Take root only 
 In hearts that are prepared 
 And desire to receive them 
   
 1/1/2010 7:59 PM</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 01:07:22 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-02T01:07:22Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The speed of love</title>
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      <description>  
 
  Yesteryear’s news  
 
 
  
 
  
 
 The almanac expires. A newsman tells me 
 there have been ten news worthy of memory. 
   
 Only ten! Consider, the passing away 
 of a friend, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 00:59:52 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Kushal Poddar</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-02T00:59:52Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Happy New Year as One</title>
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      <description>Happy New Year as one  
 
 
   
 
 
 As the hour approached 
 
 
 she knew just what to do 
 
 
 reaching for the one she loved 
 
 
 with passion, deep and true 
 
 
   
 
 
 with a . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 22:27:47 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Lisa Frost</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-01T22:27:47Z</dc:date>
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      <title>What You Gave Me</title>
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      <description>What you gave me  
 
 
 You wonder what you’ve done 
 
 
 For me to be so true 
 
 
 I say you’ve shown me kindness 
 
 
 And all the best of you 
 
 
   
 
 
 Though I know your flaws . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 21:17:41 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Lisa Frost</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-01T21:17:41Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Partitioning of India</title>
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      <description>  
   
   
 Nehru was for it 
 Jenna was for it 
 Mountbatten and the British were for it 
 Gandhi opposed it 
   
 Sixty three years later 
 The people still suffer because of it . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 18:20:48 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-01T18:20:48Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Greatest Gift</title>
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      <description>  
   
 Someone asked the Buddha 
 “What is the greatest of all gifts? 
 The World Honored one answered 
 “To be born a human being” 
   
 1/1/2010 11:41 AM</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 16:52:21 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-01T16:52:21Z</dc:date>
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      <title>WhenLifeHandsYouAStemKissItFullOfBlooms~</title>
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      <description>It was of course the blue moon 
 
 
 that slid into Horse's mouth 
 
 
 and spread itself like ribbons around his vocal chords 
 
 
 that gave his tongue just the right tweak 
 
 
 to puff an expletive . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 16:08:09 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Purrrrrrrrrrr~Genki dashite~Nantoka naru-yo! S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-01T16:08:09Z</dc:date>
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      <title>QUMRAN (A Brief Miniature)</title>
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      <description>Iron-gall ink spilled in profusion   
 
 
   Over the carefully curried parchment;   
 
 
   Dim candle lights dancing   
 
 
   On the stone walls of  scriptorium .   
 
 
    “ Do . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 14:57:27 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Svetlana Goryacheva</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-01T14:57:27Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Mary, the Mother of God</title>
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      <description>  
   
 “And Mary kept all these things 
 Reflecting on them on her heart” 
 Mary the Mother of God 
 Mary the Mother of contemplatives 
   
 1/1/2010 9:25 AM</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 14:33:22 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-01T14:33:22Z</dc:date>
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      <title>TELL FINN.</title>
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      <description>And don’t forget to tell Finn I want him home in Time for dinner, Auntie Said, her words following You down the stairs and Into the street, your small Legs racing along to Paddy’s Bar, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 11:02:22 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-01T11:02:22Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Snow Escape</title>
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      <description>Although the air is brisk, the sky is bright  
 
 
  I lay on the pure white blanket of snow  
 
 
  Feeling the cold seep into my body  
 
 
  Freezing my senses, enveloping my soul   . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 05:55:29 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Angie O.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-01T05:55:29Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Two winged celebration</title>
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      <description>  
   
 
  Two winged smiles  
 
 *  
 
  
 
 Smile has two wings. It glides over the glade, wet. 
 Now Mrs. Neighbor will come out. Fresh water 
 will be sprinkled on her precious lawn, a patch, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 00:51:19 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Kushal Poddar</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-01T00:51:19Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Cry</title>
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      <description>If your hands were tied with a wire 
 
 
 
 And put into flames of fire 
 
 
 Would you cry, cry till its burnt 
 
   
 
 If your shoes were ripped off your foot 
 
 
 And given to your boss's . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2009 18:56:52 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Noble Chinwendu</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-31T18:56:52Z</dc:date>
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      <title>RENEWAL (A New Year Miniature)</title>
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      <description>My dearest ones –  
 
 
 
  After a prolonged hiatus, I’m finally back on Gather. These last weeks were very difficult for me, both personally and professionally, but my main goal has been . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2009 18:43:49 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Svetlana Goryacheva</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-31T18:43:49Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Reflections~</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977970369&amp;grpId=3659174697246950&amp;nav=Groupspace</link>
      <description>It's been quite a path of the hominid detached 
 
 
 the hominid retranced 
 
 
 the hominid in act 
 
 
 inactions digging down 
 
 
 actions reaching up 
 
 
 caught in a petard where one would think . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2009 16:56:35 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Purrrrrrrrrrr~Genki dashite~Nantoka naru-yo! S.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-31T16:56:35Z</dc:date>
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      <title>AT KENNEDY'S.</title>
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      <description>Did your da ask you For the ciggies? Kennedy Asks, his nose holding Onto a piece of snot, his Lemony eyes giving you The big stare, the chin  
 
 
  Stubbly and grey, the Mouth, a deserted Cemetery . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2009 16:02:26 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977970313&amp;grpId=3659174697246950&amp;nav=Groupspace</guid>
      <dc:creator>Terry Collett</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-31T16:02:26Z</dc:date>
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      <title>A Decade Ends</title>
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      <description>  
   
 A thousand stories, koans, and teaching tales 
 Trace through my mind and yet 
 I cannot put even one to paper 
   
 Beset by what I will always think of 
 As the Decade of . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2009 15:15:15 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977970262&amp;grpId=3659174697246950&amp;nav=Groupspace</guid>
      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-31T15:15:15Z</dc:date>
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      <title>A New Year Poem</title>
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      <description>The New Year approaches 
 as we say goodbye to the past. 
 We hunker down, 
 preparing for the best and the worst 
 of what is to come, 
 knowing we will survive 
 just as we have survived the past... . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2009 13:51:55 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977970162&amp;grpId=3659174697246950&amp;nav=Groupspace</guid>
      <dc:creator>Cheryl W.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-31T13:51:55Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Morning</title>
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 A cold gray dawning 
 Snow is falling, wind howling 
 A winter morning 
   
 12/31/2009 8:01 AM</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2009 13:07:32 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
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      <title>A New Year's Eve Admonition to Poets</title>
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     An automatic poem     
 
 
     always sits in the closet     
 
 
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     the . . .</description>
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      <dc:creator>Atticus *.</dc:creator>
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