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    <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 12:53:58 GMT</pubDate>
    <dc:date>2010-01-06T12:53:58Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Creedosyncroty (the mood I'm in)</title>
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 If one can be or see or just count three aleigh all stubborn 
 
 
 Tragicallical dippsters and varied upsters will be, well done 
 
 
 So talk unto the magic monster, the big . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 06:02:46 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Richard Lynn Livesay</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-06T06:02:46Z</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>love is kind, soothes the mind...</title>
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      <description>helps a lover unwind.    
 
 
         
 
 
      "If you love something, let it go free. If it doesn't come back,      
 
 
       you never had it. If it comes back, love it forever."   (Doug . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 18:21:24 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Dawn (fly on the wall)</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-05T18:21:24Z</dc:date>
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      <title>I am who I am</title>
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      <description>I am who I am       Copyright ©2009 Dawn Kilby    
 
 
         
 
 
    I am...    
 
 
    but a child of God,    
 
 
    kindred spirit,    
 
 
    humble poet,    
 
 
    dreamer, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 23:47:02 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Dawn (fly on the wall)</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-05T23:47:02Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Ballads of nothingness</title>
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      <description>Heart out on a fight  
 
 
  
 
  
 
 My shirt is torn by your acid, your hatred. 
 I bow before the allegations, the rage; 
 feeling insignificant, inadequate. 
   
 An owl hoots to a metropolitan . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 01:01:30 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Kushal Poddar</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-06T01:01:30Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Promissory Note</title>
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      <description>More snow has fallen on my world today, with weatherman forecasting more on the way. That's quite OK, for nature has her own way, promising another new beginning, come spring! 
   
   
 
   . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 20:34:22 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Ruthi C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-05T20:34:22Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Script</title>
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      <description>barren field three snow boulders in mud touching 
 
 how would I write if I had nothing but this pen 
 
 gingerly blind man tests the edge of a fierce blue sky 
   
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      <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 19:55:47 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>James Ciriaco</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-05T19:55:47Z</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>guess what?</title>
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      <description>'tis true...   
 
 
  
 
    *photo courtesy of morguefile.com</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 07:44:55 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Dawn (fly on the wall)</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-05T07:44:55Z</dc:date>
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      <title>gather 'round...</title>
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      <description>Please help...   
 
 
  
 
   *child's photo, courtesy of morguefile.com</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 07:04:13 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Dawn (fly on the wall)</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-05T07:04:13Z</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>and before...</title>
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      <description>There is… 
 
 
 Gloy,natuniteratual oye! Sedeneratey do kothwa onlit westralk thereow moter dierwat zatrew miplaposerate trimaginate  sotialerate doa to vis essa O grandevowful. 
 
 
 Oste . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 07:29:33 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Richard Lynn Livesay</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-05T07:29:33Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Obscure, Unknown</title>
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      <description>  
 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>Unseen black outs</title>
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      <description>Black outs  
 
 
  
 
  
 
 I breathe mist. The tunnel of winter spreads for 
 fallen leaves, wintry angels, fading vagrants. 
 I breathe mist while everything blackens; 
 evanesces. Here, at this . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 00:53:28 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977976631&amp;grpId=3659174697256237&amp;nav=Groupspace</guid>
      <dc:creator>Kushal Poddar</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-05T00:53:28Z</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>Musical Swing</title>
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      <description>Snowflakes have been falling since morning light with not a bit o' sunshine in sight. Even the dogs are singing the blues it seems, awaiting the back yard visitors of spring... 
   
 
   
   . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 21:48:18 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Ruthi C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-04T21:48:18Z</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>Isn't Is Not And Is; Another repost of sorts....</title>
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      <description>Sometimes  it   is great Sometimes,   not   is great I think it depends on whether you're a "glass half empty" Or "glass half full" kind of person I prefer "glass not half empty"</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 05:21:34 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Ferosh (Site Translator for LOLSPEAK)is O.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-04T05:21:34Z</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>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977975066&amp;grpId=3659174697256237&amp;nav=Groupspace</guid>
      <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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      <description>  
   
 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>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977975045&amp;grpId=3659174697256237&amp;nav=Groupspace</guid>
      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-04T05:12:36Z</dc:date>
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      <title>A lake in the boxes</title>
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      <description>Bitter taste of an afternoon  
 
 
  
 
  
 
 A moment streams down the roof. The noise 
 of rain enters. The northern window 
 opens its thirst. Is it you homing? 
 is it you a drenched bird is . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 01:01:37 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977974777&amp;grpId=3659174697256237&amp;nav=Groupspace</guid>
      <dc:creator>Kushal Poddar</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-04T01:01:37Z</dc:date>
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      <title>High-Flyer ~ Sunday</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977974651&amp;grpId=3659174697256237&amp;nav=Groupspace</link>
      <description>I don't set new year resolutions, as over the years I've discovered this just sets myself up for failure. However, I look at each new year as a new life beginning and do all I can to set myself up for . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 22:48:11 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Ruthi C.</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-03T22:48:11Z</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>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977974589&amp;grpId=3659174697256237&amp;nav=Groupspace</guid>
      <dc:creator>John Doyle</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-03T21:39:15Z</dc:date>
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      <title>'tis true...</title>
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      <description>yes,</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 19:03:51 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Dawn (fly on the wall)</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2010-01-03T19:03:51Z</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>
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