| Total Poems | Avg Poems Per Day | % Verified |
|---|---|---|
| 45 | 0.09 | 0% |
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Reedemed ..... 0 Unverified
14:42 Apr 20, 2012
My naked body redeemed our ancestry
of solicitude and oblivion.
Each pore of mine is filled with your fluids.
Symphony...
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Food Poems
In My Backyard (homage to Wendell Berry) 0 Unverified
11:26 Mar 27, 2012
The tall tree has half-fallen, resting gently
upon another, halfway between life and death.
Listening,we sometimes hear sharp cracks and moans
as it...
South Walk 1 Unverified
15:32 Mar 26, 2012
Here is the road
where trees gather
against lengthening day
their elegant limbs lined with silver
-- where the weight of water
polishes stone and the...
Autumn Arrives 0 Unverified
14:22 Mar 22, 2012
Autumn arrives in late July
On tiptoe it sneaks into summer
March to the park, under tree take a stop
Incline head unto canopies heaven
If you dare...
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Nature Poems
March Days 0 Unverified
13:16 Mar 10, 2012
March days are full of cool breezes
endless grass dew that pleases
stretching time like kites
wet on the porch of mind
a place to rewind.
by; JoyAnne...
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Original Work
Heavens Door 0 Unverified
17:15 Mar 01, 2012
Flying beyond youth
like an Arabian Prince
blows magic dust
silk flowing carpets
in the blue line sky
Heavens door
is all before
around us
saves us...
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Original WorkMass General 0 Unverified
15:57 Feb 09, 2012
surrounded by hospitals where
the maimed fight dying
compete for beds and surgeries
where better patients roam the corridors
or gather in the lounge
for...
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Original Work
The Immaculate Conception Mothers' Club 1 Unverified
12:10 Feb 07, 2012
She fell in love with a Catholic.
Agreed to marry in the church.
Three kids baptized.
Sent them to parochial school.
But she refused to join
the Immaculate...
on Plum Island 1 Unverified
11:34 Jan 27, 2012
What was it that drew my eyes
so to the white bird across the marshes
on Plum Island last August I could have stared
for hours. The kids
after tugging...
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Death PoemsOn The Map To Your Life 1 Unverified
11:17 Dec 02, 2011
the red roads connect the milltowns--
the Rialto in Cold Springs where you said
"Casablanca" still ran Saturday nights
in 1965. In Three Rivers and Thorndike...
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Original WorkLosing A Stream of Consciouness On The Dudley Bus 2 Unverified
11:29 Nov 17, 2011
* A Bus Line starting in Harvard Square--Cambridge
Such a fey day
boarding the bus
staring out the window
at the shell
of the Wursthaus
how they...
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Nature Poems
www.poetryofplaces.org 1 Unverified
09:40 Jul 19, 2011
The Poetry of Places in Essex County presents poetry from three centuries about High Rock and Egg Rock in Lynn, Dogtown and the Harbor in Gloucester,...
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Love PoemsElectricity 1 Unverified
08:17 Jul 14, 2011
You could feel it couldn't you
son who has left the room
mother electricity
the 1,000 bolts
10,000 volts
(not even 27 years could cure)
I give myself...
