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    <copyright>Copyright Gather Inc 2009</copyright>
    <pubDate>Sat, 09 Jan 2010 00:03:07 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Last Stroll</title>
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      <description>Last Stroll 
 
 
  How many walks we’ve taken!  Scented life our joyous thread  Along the gravel pathways  To some resting place ahead. 
  Will you walk me to my grave?  Speak sweet words to me . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 21:20:12 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-02T21:20:12Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Gladiator Song</title>
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      <description>The Gladiator Song   
 
 
 
 
 S he was happy  
 
 
  She was sweet  
 
 
  She would grovel  
 
 
  At his feet  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
  She cavorted  
 
 
  He would growl  
 
 
  She would shiver . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 16:53:38 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-11-08T16:53:38Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Search</title>
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  The Search  
 
 
 
 
 
 I have always known 
 
 
 Somewhere in the blush of life 
 
 
 Your eyes dance for me 
 
 
 Sacred polished orbs so keen 
 
 
 I search endlessly for them 
 
 
 
  . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 05:25:14 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-09-10T05:25:14Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Late Bloomer</title>
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      <description>Late Bloomer  
 
 
 
 
 
 Sun ray aims to show 
 
 
 Shriveled flower caught beneath 
 
 
 Lovely swelling fruit 
 
 
 
 
 
 Copyright 2009 Jim Ross</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 07 Sep 2009 18:59:22 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-09-07T18:59:22Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Morning Breath</title>
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      <description>Morning Breath 
 
 
 
 
 
  A touch of air passes by--  
 
 
  Air as fresh as God can make--  
 
 
  Hastens to be taken in  
 
 
  By a morning reveler--  
 
 
  A recent riser from night’s . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 05 Sep 2009 20:41:43 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-09-05T20:41:43Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Book of Stars</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977773854</link>
      <description>Book of Stars  
 
   
 
  Peaceful sighs echo  
 
 
  Here beneath the canopy  
 
 
  Signed for the future--  
 
 
  Effervescent chronicles  
 
 
  In brilliant celestial ink  
 
   
  . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2009 16:45:32 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-08-14T16:45:32Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Moonless Muse</title>
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      <description>Moonless Muse 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Here beneath the stars 
 
 
 Beneath a linen canopy, 
 
 
 Heater-flames so blue 
 
 
 Color a dance and play for me 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Play th   at I may stay  
 
 
  And . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2009 16:55:03 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-06-22T16:55:03Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Tickle Time</title>
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      <description>Tickle Time (Cinquain)   

   

  Sunday  

  Captures my soul  

  And bathes it in bubbles  

  That burst and tickle a fancy  

  Day off  

   

  Copyright 2009 Jim Ross</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2009 16:32:53 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-05-03T16:32:53Z</dc:date>
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      <title>PATIENT BUTTERFLY</title>
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      <description>P  atient Butterfly (Tanka)    

   

  Still as death can be, 
 Unmoved by earthly tremors 
 Yet pulsing with life 
 Within its sliver of scope, 
 Wings spread, just waiting to fly . . . 
   . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 10 Apr 2009 16:56:17 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-04-10T16:56:17Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Tanka-taph</title>
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      <description>Tanka-taph   

   

  I cannot believe 
I’m lying here looking up 
At you gazing down 
At mown grass ever so green 
To rest your eyes and know me  

   

   Copyright 2006 Jim Ross</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 18:43:56 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-03-25T18:43:56Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Senryu--All Together</title>
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      <description>Senryu—All Together   

  Five senses at play 
Tickled in their turn by life-- 
Ever-present thrill  

   

   Senryu—Touches   

  The presences here 
Warm the time of their being 
On my mind . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2009 18:54:05 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-03-17T18:54:05Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Spud, of Course!</title>
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      <description>The Spud, of Course (Senryu)   

  Have you ever seen 
As you peel Ireland's joy 
The  green  in between?  

  Copyright 2009 Jim Ross</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2009 18:16:42 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-03-17T18:16:42Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Watercolor Morning (Rev.)</title>
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      <description>Sitting here on a chilly Thursday Afternoon in March, unable to tickle the muse to my side, I smile as I gaze at Amy George's drawing of a watercolor morning she drew after reading my poem, below. . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 12 Mar 2009 22:47:18 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-03-12T22:47:18Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Harmony</title>
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      <description>Harmony (Free Verse)   

   

  You are correct, 
My left and right, 
My up and down, 
My hot and cold; 
All my nonsense, 
All my brilliance, 
Definitive 
Opposition, 
Unrelenting, 
So sweet and . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 12 Mar 2009 03:50:39 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-03-12T03:50:39Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Rough Drafts--The Group</title>
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      <description>  

   

  Rough Drafts Group  Banner 

 and 

 Icon (Below) 

   

 Hi, Everybody! 

 An Invitation For your consideration: 

  Rough Drafts  is a group for writers who want  feedback . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2009 23:36:28 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-03-05T23:36:28Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Quid Pro Quo</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977614516</link>
      <description>Quid Pro Quo (Rictameter)   

   

  Joint creaks 
Very pleasant 
After working all day 
Sparking synapses to warp speed 
Creating actions for life on paper 
While the rest of my body waits 
Praying . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2009 00:52:11 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-03-05T00:52:11Z</dc:date>
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      <title>From Glory to Glory</title>
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      <description>From Glory to Glory (Free Verse)   

   

  The clock ticks as the wood is chipped; 
The work of art rises with love 
Sounded by tools beating tattoo 
‘Til its full existence presses 
Other minds . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2009 01:43:56 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977612557</guid>
      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-03-03T01:43:56Z</dc:date>
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      <title>My Companion</title>
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      <description>My Companion   

   

  I know you are here 
As sure as the golden knife 
Pierces the night 
And blinds sleepy eyes 
 
You come with light steps 
As sweet as a morning heart 
Alive to rise 
And . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 25 Feb 2009 20:53:58 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-02-25T20:53:58Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Unequivocal Call</title>
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      <description>Unequivocal Call (Senryu)   

   

  It comes as a shock 
When I see your tempting eyes 
Beckoning for me  

  Copyright 2009 Jim Ross</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 24 Feb 2009 20:14:46 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-02-24T20:14:46Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Love's Ally</title>
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      <description>Love’s Ally (Senryu)   

   

  Your warmth seizes me 
Floods me with adrenaline 
I move to your mood  

  Copyright 2009 Jim Ross</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 24 Feb 2009 20:13:45 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-02-24T20:13:45Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Ambience</title>
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      <description>Ambience (Senryu)   

   

  Garnish enlivens 
Dishes beneath our love talk 
Indispensible  

  Copyright 2009 Jim Ross</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 24 Feb 2009 20:12:36 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-02-24T20:12:36Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Savory Salsa</title>
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      <description>Savory Salsa (Senryu)   

   

  A taste of spiced rice 
A glance at your winning smile 
Perspiration pops  

  Copyright 2009 Jim Ross</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 24 Feb 2009 20:11:33 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977605481</guid>
      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-02-24T20:11:33Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Rival Menu</title>
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      <description>Rival Menu (Senryu)   

   

  Hot pousse-café 
Aperitif mute to senses 
Enraptured by love  

  Copyright 2009 Jim Ross</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 24 Feb 2009 20:10:28 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-02-24T20:10:28Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Patience</title>
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      <description>Patience (Haiku)   

   

  Lovely buds await 
The gentle clime of springtime 
Encapsulated  

  Copyright 2009 Jim Ross</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 23 Feb 2009 22:09:42 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-02-23T22:09:42Z</dc:date>
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      <title>When Gray Plays . . .</title>
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      <description>When Gray Plays . . . (Tanka)   

   

  Sunshine-dreams give way-- 
Naked trees and steely skies 
Greet my waking world 
Somber prospects of tungsten 
Hide the golden playful sun!  

  Copyright . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 23 Feb 2009 18:17:11 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-02-23T18:17:11Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Distortion</title>
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      <description>Distortion(Senryu)   

   

  My day of shadows 
Shapes the world in funny ways 
The long and the short  

  Copyright 2009 Jim Ross</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 23 Feb 2009 02:21:28 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-02-23T02:21:28Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Troubled</title>
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      <description>Troubled (Senryu)   

   

  Steely skies are great 
For pictures without shadows 
Except in your eyes  

  Copyright 2009 Jim Ross</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 22 Feb 2009 23:34:21 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-02-22T23:34:21Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Truth and Hope</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977601161</link>
      <description>Truth and Hope (Cinquain Chain)   

   

   Mother and Son: The Truth   

  ”Oh, Mom! 
I see you now 
With hard eyes so focused 
To watch my every twitching move-- 
I lied!”  

  Copyright 2009 . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 20:12:29 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-02-20T20:12:29Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Of Messages, Rest, and the Future</title>
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      <description>Of Messages, Rest, and the Future (Cinquain Chain)   

   

   The Message   

  The room 
With the blanket 
Stretched across a mattress 
Beckons my tired eyes to narrow . . . 
Come close  

  . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 19:40:07 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-02-20T19:40:07Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Tanka Tickler</title>
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      <description>Tanka Tickler (Tanka Chain)   

   

  Tanka time for you 
Rhythm without any rhyme 
Five lines to display 
Fleeting moments of our love 
Enjoyed by your scanning eyes 
 
 The memory shines 
Of . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 2009 22:07:52 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Jim Ross</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-02-19T22:07:52Z</dc:date>
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