Tag: innocence
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January 17, 2007 01:28 AM EST --
My bright-eyed busy cat sat at the window, watching large snowflakes tumble from the sky. Were they feathers? Small birds? She patted the glass longingly. How disappointed she would . . . more
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October 27, 2007 09:35 AM EDT --
In the eyes of a child we can discover a great truth ~the unconditional love of a God that accepts each one of us as we are (warts in all) and then, holding our shaking hands, walks with us. For . . . more
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December 06, 2007 10:40 AM EST --
I got this from another gatherer, but I deleted and added a few questions. Some of them are pretty adolescent.
This is The Guilty Game. Next to the questions, put your answers as either . . . more
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April 24, 2008 01:54 PM EDT --
Syntax my existence in one line if you can
With biographic effluence of timeless Pan
For who but the idle stranger could this world touch
And sense the transformation of forgotten love
Stirred . . . more
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January 24, 2007 05:39 AM EST --
My mama, was my first Valentine,
Till I was five, and more,
Gathered me often in paradise of her lap,
While I nursed at her breast, secure.
My younger siblings, more robust than I,
Wondered . . . more
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April 13, 2007 10:25 PM EDT --
What sound or scent automatically takes you back to your childhood?
Try and describe the feeling it gives you.
For me....the smell of crayons and paste~not glue~ always . . . more
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July 10, 2007 12:54 PM EDT --
The comb of your fingers in my hair,
That roving stealth of your lips over mine,
That warmth of our hugs in drowsiness,
The twinkle of laughter in our eyes-
As rays of the rising sun appear, . . . more
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August 30, 2007 06:10 AM EDT --
Cold memories 'though soft the touch
In cotton linens that ambush
A scene replayed that fills his soul
With needless destruction of woe
With eyes open he hears the sound
And . . . more
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June 05, 2008 01:19 PM EDT --
Of Affection and Restraint
I said no, so I shouldn't have any reason to feel this way, as though I'd transgressed just by being present for an ambiguous moment. Merideth and . . . more
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April 02, 2008 12:21 PM EDT --
A life in the public eye is celebrated with magnification of every victory or every fault. But what of the billions of lives lived out in a seemingly mundane existence. How do we celebrate those? . . . more
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May 21, 2008 06:36 PM EDT --
We skipped the lights and dangled
From the ropes we named as sails
And hung silent in our journeys
As the times pounded in the nails
Although pain had left us bleeding
We just smiled and joined . . . more
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August 31, 2006 06:52 AM EDT --
stepping in puddles
catching raindrops on my tongue
childlike abandon
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March 25, 2007 07:26 AM EDT --
((Dear friends in cyberspace - I'm attempting to make posters of some of my poems - your opinion would be invaluable. Thank you))
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March 31, 2007 03:53 PM EDT --
Pausing beside the oil on canvas,
Quintessence of a weeping child,
Contours of face, hue, tone of flesh,
Frozen essence of life.
Reaching out to touch the skin,
Fingers could its texture feel,
Or touch . . . more
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February 21, 2008 09:31 AM EST --
I haven't written anything on Gather for several days. I just read "Charming Gardeners" by Maya W., which prompted me to write a little something. This is a little something about . . . more
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April 14, 2008 07:28 PM EDT --
Innocence is Priceless
"One Sunday morning, the pastor noticed little Alex standing in the foyer
of the church staring up at a large plaque. It was . . . more
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May 02, 2008 11:11 AM EDT --
For efingers pointing fo r midable blame
for saking mercy in gossips' for um hall
For mulated guilt leaves innocence un for tunately lame
with for sythia courage . . . more
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September 12, 2006 06:59 PM EDT --
I used to read
The Little Prince
To discover myself.
"Grown-ups do not understand"
Made a lot of sense.
And I read it out to you
Cried over the star
Over the horizon
Wept over lost innocence . . . more
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February 15, 2007 10:49 PM EST --
Spelling, rich yule,
Which brew, makes a
Troubled scene.
Let her puncture
Core rect sent [a]
[Way] tense.
Boys lost innocence
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March 18, 2007 10:21 AM EDT --
Innocence
lost
forever gone
impure thoughts
now
all becoming one
what have I done
what have i begun
it's all unraveling
coming undone
I needed you
I had you . . . more
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