Tag: environment
group name: gigglep
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March 08, 2007 06:43 PM EST --
There were the fog
that just hung around too long
a slow and strange slow song
came from the bog
wondering around
stumbling over a fallen log
my head began to pound
i heard that strange song
again . . . more
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March 19, 2007 05:50 PM EDT --
Another poem,
The indentation of another feeling, alas, perhaps another instant of life wich we pursue until we have it in our hands,
And do not let go,
Like the harp of Galactic Andreas Vollenweider, . . . more
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January 31, 2007 08:31 PM EST --
I'm sure you know me very well,
for you use me everyday;
To ruin reputations,
LIES would be my name.
Now don't claim you've never met me,
for you know me, oh so well;
I am your' . . . more
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April 26, 2007 07:17 PM EDT --
Something came over today
and they had a wonderful
complexion
bright and beautiful
made me feel warm
inside,
i gazed at this
something
as it spoke kind words
though i remember
those words still . . . more
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April 20, 2007 06:47 PM EDT --
To readers: this 'comment'/question was asked of Tom Gerace on his "talk with god" comment thread. Hundreds of us sincere Gather members anxiously await his response. Or, . . . more
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March 31, 2007 10:12 PM EDT --
It's finally sprung!
I was walking intently, but intentionally slow,
enjoying the view, enjoying the snow.
Winter was departing; on it's way out.
Yet it doesn't seem so . . . more
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June 26, 2007 08:48 PM EDT --
The red kangaroo
Wading through the dreamtime…
Sprouting winter
You
Light my fire
With gusto…
The sound of winter
Fragrance
Birth of ambition… . . . more
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March 05, 2008 10:13 PM EST --
there is nothing fine r
sweet as warm pie, whipped top p ing
flavor rich against my pal ate,
breeze cool wafts the relished steam breath,
or sun shoulder smolder heat,
makes the . . . more
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March 05, 2007 06:57 AM EST --
Shades of
Gold in my visual field
Autumn leaves
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April 23, 2007 09:02 PM EDT --
By the giant cosmic
Rock, we sat in silence
Listening to the
Autumn moon in the great
Moment of passion
With joyful lips and
Limpid eyes, she held my
Hand ever so gently… . . . more
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February 03, 2007 04:13 PM EST --
(Author's note: This collection of prose is meant to be read all in one sitting... each stanza leads into the next. Its a short work, but will get you thinking. I advise reading it with 20 minutes . . . more
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April 17, 2007 07:14 AM EDT --
The dolphin dances
To the rhythm of the sea…
Autumn moon
Sailing into
A beautiful dream…
I wish
You were here with me
Little sparrow
Behold
The elixir . . . more
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September 07, 2007 01:28 PM EDT --
What makes us who we are?
Just how did we come to be?
Did we start out as dust, from a distant star?
Or did we swim ashore, and crawl from the sea?
Did some great God get bored one day?
Lurking . . . more
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March 07, 2007 05:06 PM EST --
Like the
Dreamtime ballerina, the
Gentle wind
Dances on my shadow
This autumn day
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March 22, 2007 05:34 AM EDT --
The maiden
Flight of the golden leaves…
The sound of autumn
Out of the depths
Of happiness, the autumn
Zephyr blows
How graceful
Is your gentle flight
Oh golden . . . more
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July 11, 2007 07:44 PM EDT --
The ladybird
In her element, this
Winter’s morn…
A dazzling smile on
Silver heels
You
Flew into my life
Unnoticed…
Painting my shadow
With stars
. . . more
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August 09, 2008 10:41 AM EDT --
Momma and Inna (her daughter and Cinnamon's human Mom) decided a couple of months ago to go walking one day a week. Cinnamon and I go with them and sometimes one of my "nephews".
As . . . more
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May 07, 2007 10:19 PM EDT --
The best of autumn rain…
Edible mushrooms in the field
Toadstools need no mercy!
The flowering vines
Now in the tender arms of
The antipodean autumn
Empty feelings
In the . . . more
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June 18, 2007 01:56 PM EDT --
Nobody be offended, please!
This morning, while watching TV, and listening to my neighbours ranting on about "issues," I said to myself, "Enough of this crazy talk about being polite to . . . more
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May 20, 2007 12:14 AM EDT --
The allure of antipodean autumn…
Flocks of crested pigeons and galahs
Showcase their plumes
The autumn blues:
Homelessness and the meaning of life
How are we to live?
The rock wallaby
Feeds the . . . more
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