Tag: poetry
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May 18, 2007 03:38 PM EDT --
Whispers across the breeze, painted with the scent of daffodils and clover to warm my soul, just after the rain.
Carefree thoughts dwindle through the vats I call my brain, eyes heavy, . . . more
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June 22, 2007 12:29 PM EDT --
droplets springing smoothly,
slowly down they fall.
But to there suprise,
they are carried up again.
Was I that heard,
this soundful shower.
That carried on,
Throughout the hour.
When that day . . . more
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October 12, 2008 06:14 PM EDT --
You fall into my empty spaces;
I cradle you with my love,
envelope you with my softness,
and give your heart a rest.
How easy we flow!
How easy this is,
being . . . more
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October 12, 2008 11:25 PM EDT --
Like a moth to a flame, you drew me in.
Unsuspecting me!
How did you know?
How could you see into me that way?
Was it . . . more
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October 09, 2008 07:38 PM EDT --
I once knew a poetry girl
At night she'd come and sing to me
Her words were like the finest pearls
The verses she'd whisper softly
Our poetry would intertwine
. . . more
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September 15, 2008 06:50 PM EDT --
The image in the glass won't let me pass
But gazes back at me censoriously.
It whispers words unheard; the glass has blurred
Its sound to silent noise ingloriously.
The image has no depth . . . more
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October 21, 2007 10:18 AM EDT --
Discuss the process of self-discovery in poetry .... there's a wide open essay question, eh?
I actually have specific poets to address (Frost & Yeats).... but my first step, I think, is trying . . . more
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April 01, 2008 08:06 PM EDT --
On a long day
intentionally I drift to
another Universe,
where meaningful thoughts
randomly feel oppressed by
an unpredictable image.
Holding to a glimpse of . . . more
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September 17, 2008 11:32 PM EDT --
Out Of Balance
©9.17.08 Robert Burnham
Silent Comprehension
Realizing; . . . more
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September 29, 2008 12:06 PM EDT --
They lived as married
For so many years.
Now she lives in a bucket
filled with her own tears.
She gave him everything
That she had to give
Then she took his life
so that she could live. . . . more
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May 06, 2007 12:56 PM EDT --
Friends come and go but enemies accumulate
Use and abuse me, but oops! What if I retaliate?
Can you draw your weapon before I shoot you down?
Can you stare back if I growl and frown? . . . more
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May 29, 2007 04:01 PM EDT --
There I see the lucid reflections of so many that stand so proud, never giving an inch only to be swallowed by the beast of pride.
So loud and proud that this is who they are that if the slightest wind . . . more
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December 23, 2007 01:19 PM EST --
There is a song inside my mind
I'm not sure how it goes.
It starts off very slowly
But then the melody grows.
The words are so elusive
each time they're not the same.
It is my very favorite . . . more
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February 17, 2008 06:59 PM EST --
Although many miles lie between us
there exists even less between us
t han if we were but mere inches apart.
For now, I cannot possibly forget you
or even neglect you . . . more
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April 19, 2008 04:02 PM EDT --
Alone is where I am,
Nothing more left for me,
It is how it should be.
Rough around the edges I am,
Lost is a web and emotionally dead,
Tomorrow I do dread.
Different you are, . . . more
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August 01, 2008 05:38 AM EDT --
I had some medical issues that required me to get a lot of medical procedures involving needles and such. I wrote this poem while undergoing
Silence
If I go to the edge of my eyes
. . . more
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August 15, 2008 03:41 PM EDT --
I suppose some of you might not be familiar with this item from past years, but when I was growing up you didn't have bug sprays, Just the old fly swatter and fly paper. It is tricky being around . . . more
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September 27, 2008 12:40 PM EDT --
Here I sit
Nightie over my knees
Enjoying the wafting
Of the soft autumn breeze
My coffee cup in hand
And the newspaper laid out
Trying to find
What the world is about . . . more
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September 28, 2008 12:11 PM EDT --
This is the time of year when all of the plants are seeding out. But becareful which seeds you harvest.
Pretty Posies
While riding in a car one day
With my city friends,
We drove out to . . . more
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October 03, 2008 09:10 AM EDT --
Somewhere, eons ago,
an ancestor of mine said
"Yes" instead of "No"
and set into motion this course
that has tracked through
an infinite array
of possibilities . . . more
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