Tag: rebirth
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October 10, 2006 02:44 AM EDT --
Worshippers of the Old & New Sun
Winter Solstice
For the undead living in the moons tidings,
the Living rejoicing in the birth of the new sun
For the outer circles the gathers shall meet . . . more
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July 31, 2006 11:58 PM EDT --
The clouds reach over the dividing range
Beckoning
Come, I am waiting
The air grows thicker
Moist and comforting
I am getting close
At last I reach the shore
After too many years away . . . more
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March 20, 2008 08:37 PM EDT --
Yesterday morn I wrote an article about creativity. I was questioning whether or not we are not all born with the ability to be creative. I received some wonderful responses from the Gather . . . more
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December 26, 2007 03:03 PM EST --
My pink rose
Met the death angel
Healthy and blooming one day
It's branches dried up without warning
Soon grass grew over the spot
But a stem sprouted
A white rose
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December 30, 2007 04:37 PM EST --
The Secret Life of Beetles
All winter they manifest at the corner
Of the eye, their spindles
Aquiver, a pinprick rhythm of
Footfalls like nothing human;
Nothing and then
Suddenly this dun beetle . . . more
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March 19, 2008 08:03 AM EDT --
Yesterday as I was watching my kindergarteners construct the front covers of their homemade books, "The Easter Basket", I could not help but wonder, "Are we not all born creative?" . . . more
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September 28, 2006 03:50 PM EDT --
For since I have found you, Im scared no more
You bring joy where no joy was found
For the moment is now right for me to shed a
tear
Oh its become so clear my darling I feel your
Fear
As the merging . . . more
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February 12, 2008 10:13 PM EST --
What if you could clone a loved one of your choosing, would you do it?
Honestly, it would be tempting. However, I don't believe the clone would have the same soul. It wouldn't . . . more
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March 19, 2008 11:43 AM EDT --
Like an aching, dormant Christian soul,
Longing for the love of the Father,
The earth emerges from its darkness
And reaches out with tentative motion.
Longing for . . . more
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July 02, 2006 08:33 PM EDT --
forgive me mother for i have lived
and vowed to make amends
to make sense of my existence
no chains will shadow my footsteps
for i am driven not to be your spawn
the curse in my reflection
i will not . . . more
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November 02, 2006 05:35 PM EST --
An uninvited breeze
An unwelcome memory
An unsuspecting song
An understood silence
An unbecoming jealousy
An unwritten story
An unsung heroine
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November 18, 2007 06:19 PM EST --
It was dark as she finally reached New Orleans. She shut her car off after twenty minutes of trying to find a parking spot that didn't have a meter. She braced herself for the cold night . . . more
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August 23, 2008 12:25 PM EDT --
The center of my intent, opens
from bluish niches' private voice
questioning breadths of sky,
reality's green-hued gaze.
Beneath curiously intentionless . . . more
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July 22, 2007 11:01 PM EDT --
those years are gone, Daddy,
when you didn't return from Mexico,
hiking in Acapulco, the moment that took your heart,
stopped, dead, middle of night;
your wife, my stepmother, a suspect, the Mexican . . . more
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March 19, 2008 06:47 PM EDT --
Birth of Spring
by Rosie (just an ole GA peach) O'Peach |
March 19, 2008 01:46 PM EDT -- For Kathryn's Wednesday Writing Essentials: . . . more
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October 03, 2008 04:01 AM EDT --
F A L L E N
Ode to a Phoenix
© R C Burnham
Again, it has come to this
You have left yourself all alone
Even your own voice was screaming warnings . . . more
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April 26, 2007 04:31 PM EDT --
What do I think when I hear this song? It seems to me like some life circumstances overwhelmed the singer, and he's using water as a metaphor. And who can't relate to that? I . . . more
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May 09, 2007 03:07 PM EDT --
Dedicated To My Poet:John F. Walter
Silent passages' incomplete trills
stir within the presence of pigments.
Dreamtime backstages foreshadow
unwinged lifelines seeking
siren . . . more
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October 03, 2006 10:25 PM EDT --
Dedicated To Ed Nudelman :
The Poet Who Gifts Words With Wings
chirping leaves tickle
magenta blossoms
dancing on bare branches
unmoved by the music
the kittens love to watch
as they . . . more
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October 13, 2006 12:18 AM EDT --
Do you know whats its like, not only to feel
but actually hear, see, taste, and smell
what another feels
Most are lucky, as they only feel
I envy this
The hurt of others, those disturbed ones
so . . . more
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