Tag: poetry
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November 20, 2009 12:57 PM EST --
walk barefooted
before you put
the Christmas red-
but, if you consider otherwise-
go ahead! avanti!* vpered!**
*avanti! - Italian: go ahead!
**vpered- . . .
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November 20, 2009 12:45 PM EST --
one tells you one thing,
the second - tells another
making confusion
to create an illusion
of the supremacy,
yet, being inferior,
they do derive the serious . . .
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November 20, 2009 12:39 PM EST --
let me express my gratitude
for your attitude,
the problem is not with the hat on you,
the problem is with the latitude.
Ivan Petryshyn
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November 20, 2009 12:52 PM EST --
DOMINE, ACCELERA TEMPUM SEMPER, HIC ET HODIE, IN TEMPLUM NOSTRUM, SCIO: POSSUNT MINUTOS ESSE SECUNDOS- FIAT LABORIM NOSTRUM FECUNDUM. IVAN PETRYSHYN
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November 20, 2009 01:01 PM EST --
комедіант
мистецтво говорити лжу, прекрасно, гарно, мов читать поему- про це потрібна сповідь би окрема. Іван Петришин
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November 20, 2009 01:04 PM EST --
the art of telling a lie,
in harmony and fashion-
that needs a separate confession.
Ivan Petryshyn
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November 20, 2009 01:07 PM EST --
l'arte di dire le bugie
all'alta moda ed in armonia-
per questo, ci vorrebbe
una confessione separata,
in una galleria.
Ivan Petryshyn
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November 20, 2009 02:09 PM EST --
Coffee beans crackle round the silver bowl, morning sharpens on the grounds.
On a bright midwinter day each breath cuts into the nose.
Hardscrabble sound squirrel takes refuge above grey tail aquiver. . . .
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November 20, 2009 10:05 AM EST --
In diligent search of God was the dark heretic, a master of the natural world and our father of modern physics.
In defiance of the Church stood Sir Isaac Newton alone, cloistered in his office, clinging… . . .
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November 20, 2009 08:30 AM EST --
The razor was the kind painters use
…to scrape windows
…sharp edge on one side only…
stainless steel and gleaming as she
drew it slowly across her arm…
not . . .
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November 19, 2009 10:01 PM EST --
Nancy Silveria posted pics of a gnarled and twisted tree and challenged gather writers to create a poem for it.
Here is my contribution.
Gnarled tendrils, tangled roots
Twisted yet graceful . . .
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November 19, 2009 07:34 PM EST --
GREEK/ATHENAN EMPIRE (ca. 776 BC – 323 BC)
“Let’s begin with the muse”, said Hesiod
How they speak of Chaos, Eros, Gaia . . .
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November 20, 2009 11:27 AM EST --
SNIFF!
The reek of ape or pig suggests the pall
That we disguise with sweetly scented oil.
Recall that great aunt’s lavender embrace,
The bitter . . .
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November 19, 2009 11:53 PM EST --
Post Meridiem
The tree tops smoked gray
Above that, blue sky
Houses on the cul-de-sac
All dark, except one
The lone porch light
Sets a scene
Less than photographable
Darker . . .
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November 20, 2009 11:44 AM EST --
TOUCHING ETERNITY
©2009 Robert C Burnham
- inspired by love –
Touching Eternity
Never-ending skies
Sparkling diamonds . . .
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November 29, 2008 07:08 AM EST --
love him grateful
on bended knees
with purple eye
and matching tie
love him grateful
with bursting lips
drenched in tears
and sodden fears
loathe . . .
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December 06, 2008 08:28 AM EST --
tip toe
weary ballerina frame so fine
with faded fettered feet
so delicious you can eat
her woeful silent steps just one at a time.
tip-toe, tip-toe
fettered . . .
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December 13, 2008 06:36 AM EST --
soliloquy
It is not your love that breathes me in and out.
I stand by myself, strong in the shadow of the night.
In the house of hearts.
If your gift is to devour me inside out, . . .
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January 10, 2009 07:06 PM EST --
A Letter To My Keeper
Dear Keeper and Monster Within
When I was a child I didn't know who you were ~ didn't know that you existed ~ and therefore you did not. Not in my mind, . . .
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January 17, 2009 07:51 AM EST --
Pulse
in the velvet darkness of this space
know that nothing painful can subsist
if haunted stains soak rotted floors I lift my head
if death points fingers . . .
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