Tag: writing
group name: gigglep
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April 02, 2007 04:55 PM EDT --
*This is a poetry style I found out about yesterday by happenstance. It is most likely a style that has been created but while we wait to find the name of such creator, I wanted to share it with . . . more
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April 22, 2007 09:47 PM EDT --
I ask you...is it possible to make money writing articles on line?
Is there a particular formatting mode that is universally accepted?
Are our articles protected by copyright?
How much can be . . . more
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May 12, 2008 04:14 PM EDT --
Hi Friends just wanted to share a smile with you. :).
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This took place just after I started my new job. Up until that moment, . . . more
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August 21, 2007 02:46 PM EDT --
One cannot manipulate the muses to inspire
Nor force by will the synapses inside our brains to fire
We wait for verse to pick its own sweet timing and desire
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March 02, 2007 04:56 AM EST --
Not been writing much, of late, but I did come up with this little poem
after a prompt by a friend about a fox eating a kiwi fruit. don't ask...
I present, in a Doctor Seuss stylee..
"fox in . . . more
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October 04, 2007 02:37 AM EDT --
lemon grass and willows
shifting in your summer
breeze,
all the times you sift my mind,
are you ever coming back to me?
days awake and hollow
your scent corrodes . . . more
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August 07, 2008 09:57 AM EDT --
find myself,
too ready.
so ripe, but to burst,
drooling
nectar
swollen sauce
hoping to intoxicate.
falling to(wards) you
r hand
with out . . . more
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August 15, 2007 03:28 PM EDT --
This is a poem by Bangladeshi contemporary poet Masud Khan. A friend of mine and I have recently transalated this for an anthology.
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Mon Semblable By Masud . . . 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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October 10, 2007 11:57 PM EDT --
street ssssssssshhhhhh
by the car s s treet s weeper,
predawn wafts of birds
scooping out of the park their dark
silhouettes against the puddles surface,
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June 29, 2007 07:49 AM EDT --
When I was fifteen I read my first poem. Here are the first four lines of forty-five:
Something there is that doesn't . . . more
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July 06, 2007 07:29 AM EDT --
My wife is extremely artistic. However, if you asked her if she considered herself an artist, she’d categorically reject the notion. Of this I’m certain. Yet she has . . . 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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August 07, 2008 10:10 AM EDT --
the door jam makes you taller
sur p a s s i n gvelvet
you
shame silk into submission,
gathering glow to burn
radiant liquid bliss. . . . more
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July 25, 2007 07:55 AM EDT --
she always asks,
"What are you having?"
,the back and forth
lick the humid lip
slowly
eyes
darting dish to dish
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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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December 20, 2006 01:40 PM EST --
“Blue. . . . more
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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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June 27, 2007 07:31 PM EDT --
Life started out simply enough for a child born in 1918.
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December 06, 2007 04:22 PM EST --
There is a man from South Africa
Who danced while using an abacus
Now some people say he did this all day
And also ate Vegemite sandwiches
There is a man from South Africa
Who slept in . . . more
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