Tag: poetry
member name: yorgo d.
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September 21, 2007 01:20 AM EDT --
A grain of sand changed hands and the world shuddered to a stop
I ceased to size my portion or care what coming would fill once arrived
My space to space and section was my own shape in . . . more
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March 16, 2008 04:11 PM EDT --
The day stands beneath november drizzle
While the thick clouded sun shines high
So to better know
What ballot or beauty is today in time's reckoning
A passing rumble forward . . . more
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October 20, 2007 08:10 PM EDT --
Peel and appeal the ever waning charm
From your dusky autumn bones
The assumed graces slip, gracious reactions
Let the faces smile
Firmly youth and youthfully aged
I see what time has in . . . more
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April 02, 2008 12:46 AM EDT --
There is no beauty can lift a lie
The Grey Goose and tonic of my early morning headache
I'm out on the street like a man with nothing
My suit echoes a boring necktie
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September 22, 2006 03:43 AM EDT --
Now to them who string along fortified in test and song/ false reinforced the force coerced and strangely in straining consider/ those all alight along the long sound torn toward the clever beast . . . more
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November 22, 2006 03:56 PM EST --
It's quiet today
Frictionless
Empty
Sexless and clean.
This flat country city
Feels deep-scrubbed and free
Surely this is the future
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March 16, 2008 02:35 AM EDT --
There is only me and I laugh at the sea.
The screen siphons a chilled reality.
The winds on deck are calm through my closed port hole.
A hand is on my window
Flesh oil
In systems . . . more
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October 11, 2007 01:43 AM EDT --
all is one
the limits seem to say
threadbare cushion
days drift into day
stepping back I see the roots
standing at attention
clapping hands and waving trees
the forest lifts its head in praise
the earth . . . more
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October 11, 2007 01:53 AM EDT --
"It's a secret." she said, and rolled over.
"It's what I keep for myself, I suppose.
My disapproval and lust. I don't think I'll show you those."
She didn't . . . more
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March 18, 2006 09:04 PM EST --
Craning backwards
A final strand of credibility
Your feelings haven't changed
But the leaves have died
Time and people move on
Sitting still can decay a memory
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July 26, 2006 05:12 PM EDT --
Great they seem
though small they may be
The lives now around which you spin
Lovely the hands
and needy the frame
These also in time will end
Better held tighter
More easily
To one day let go . . . more
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August 02, 2006 10:20 AM EDT --
Where life leaves off
In the spaces between
Where churning questions
Are calmed and made still
The things carried with you
That living produces
The aging surface of all human will
Will be . . . more
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October 29, 2006 09:25 PM EST --
Catch the great christ ocean call,
the savior siren song. The sea shouts foward and billows, full bellied of fish and terror. A challenge rings deep and the rhythm's in your jaw, your feet, your . . . more
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March 28, 2007 05:56 PM EDT --
The dreams that I hold aren't even my own.
These the hopes of one and another
My friends, allies and brothers.
They've all got wants and assurance, . . . more
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October 12, 2006 11:40 AM EDT --
middle, median, mean
Reserve Retention Retain
upheaval, question, explain
Claspped double forward and, stepping backward, remain
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October 24, 2006 06:18 PM EDT --
breathe deep beside the living
reflect in reflection the choice in your election
know that death is not what comes of dying
Creation is life's investment in destruction
one . . . more
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August 14, 2006 10:10 PM EDT --
This is a poem i wrote some months ago. i had the form and tone in mind before I wrote it. Some times I really like it. Some times I really HATE it. I think I need outside eyes for this one~~thanks. . . . more
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May 12, 2007 06:22 PM EDT --
Grace the day and arise to meet it
The way forward will appear, like a shell
When near the limit
Find what is missing
Know what you lack
Send forward your common misgivings
Despite the clouds, . . . more
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August 26, 2008 12:19 AM EDT --
Pretendscape landscape
Parallel lines emerge from the motions of the land
Someone's alone
On the third floor
Paper goblins dancing in illuminated dust
Loneliness . . . more
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January 22, 2006 01:16 AM EST --
I shaved my head today.
I like the sight of my scalp.
I like the shape of my skull.
I'm looking over pictures of people I've known.
Who ever they were, I'm not who I was.
My hair . . . more
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