Tag: gather
group name: darksidepoets
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November 03, 2008 09:25 PM EST --
The flight of the phoenix
Part 5, men of the jungle
Simple smile breaks out.
Thousand ripples of sun
spreads upon his face.
In his fist clasped . . .
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November 10, 2008 07:14 AM EST --
The flight of the phoenix
Part 10_Accident on the road and heaven
(To Bhawana Busy)
The blissful nothingness becomes a pattern.
Void of colorless luminaries.
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November 07, 2008 09:46 PM EST --
The flight of the phoenix
Part 8, streets of a new city
The crimson lights begin to flash,
the streets of a city with their
million lives are being . . .
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August 07, 2008 09:42 AM EDT --
A ctress
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The clotheshorse, old and scruffy holds
the array of her dresses. She needs them.
She needs them even more than foods
to satisfy her half . . .
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October 15, 2008 10:38 AM EDT --
White blank you were
The white paper keeps a steady stare
at me. It's fair void is rousing something
within. "What are you looking at? Do not!"
still, . . .
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May 06, 2007 05:50 PM EDT --
There once was a Troll
. . .
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September 02, 2008 09:58 AM EDT --
On the spot of the blast
She cannot cry. Inside her head still a little
girl is playing with her. Keeps on playing.
She cannot feel the warmth of blood or the
dirty red of it oozing . . .
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November 11, 2008 06:40 AM EST --
Tropic of cancer
( To John Beck who could have written this better)
The burning carbuncles cruelly smiles.
They have the faces of assassins, broad, witty,
sharp, . . .
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August 16, 2008 03:25 AM EDT --
Land
A green pasture. A sheaf of harvest is on
her head, balanced in the way you know. A
lock of coarse hair, boisterous and light brown
obstructing her eyes. Seen her through a glass, . . .
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August 17, 2008 07:53 AM EDT --
soul
From the unripe fruits
a flavor of innocence
rises, distils soul.
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July 13, 2008 08:37 AM EDT --
A blank call
This road ends in another and she knows
that will somehow amalgamate into
the one now he lives. Sky conjures raindrops.
Hate is what she feels at times. Then again . . .
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July 25, 2008 08:21 AM EDT --
Boatman, How far?
Like a distant dream, the boat alight with
its dim lamps quivering by the winds of
mid river, is threading a golden hem by the bank. “How far?”
“How far will you go, boatman?” . . .
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September 05, 2008 11:08 AM EDT --
Rainbow ( a rainbow competetion writing)
( to Alison on the move)
"Sublime, see mom!"
A passage is moving backward
at a speed of seventy miles,
an . . .
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November 06, 2008 09:40 PM EST --
The flight of the phoenix
Part7, past faces future
The bird comes here for crumbs.
The glory of past is
shimmering as the setting sun
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August 12, 2007 07:56 PM EDT --
Dear Gatherers,
Poetry is great thing. It allows all that angst and nostalgia or whatever to flow out in sometime beautiful phrases. It's sometimes raw and vicseral. Sometimes, it's sweet. . . .
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September 08, 2008 09:16 AM EDT --
Towards darkness
A dusty cart with pineapples heaped up
The crème
of the sun on the sand.
A pencil thin shadow
of a girl in excessive red.
The splash of water . . .
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November 05, 2008 09:20 PM EST --
The flight of the phoenix
Part 6, path to the jungle
The pebbles whisper. Each of them has something
to share.
On quartzes
no print can stay. History has streamed . . .
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August 13, 2008 08:54 AM EDT --
The sunchasers
She can feel the incendiary body.
Taut. Sinewy.
The body understands
what the other is saying.
A whisper of wind
passes through her hair,
comes inside the ears, . . .
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August 30, 2008 08:59 AM EDT --
Raindrops and ho w ls
A sky full of dearth of something unknown
is pouring out. A gush of moist wind is
in a whimsical walk. Have you ever
shaped raindrops into a face? A long . . .
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August 05, 2008 09:44 AM EDT --
g un
Pa! Will you bring a gun for me?
He feels a shiver but smiles all the same.
A gun in a childish dream is not what
it makes him think. Or is it some inner
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