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THE BLOG OUTRIGHT: January 2008
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You know I LOVE poetry, so add your favorite poems to your blog site and comment on fellow classmates' choices. Have FUN with POETRY! Wednesday, January 23, 2008. I always saw, I always said. If I were grown and free,. I'd have a gown of reddest red. As fine as you could see,. To wear out walking, sleek and slow,. Upon a Summer day,. And there'd be one to see me so. And flip the world away. And he would be a gallant one,. With stars behind his eyes,. And hair like metal in the sun,. I have the silly gown.
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favorites: February 2008
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Friday, February 29, 2008. I am not sure if you have checked mine already, but sorry for late work. I have some techinical issues past two days. I could not get into some sites such as msn and some search engines anyway sorry for postin late. have a great day. Standing Alone by Chase. I can see the flower upon which my life grows, blooming into a rose. See the hope and courage in the strength of the petals. As long as I am, I will be. The flower will never wilt or die. I shall become only dependent on one.
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favorites: One Art by Elizabeth Bishop
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Sunday, January 27, 2008. One Art by Elizabeth Bishop. The art of losing isn't hard to master;. So many things seem filled with the intent. To be lost that their loss is no disaster. Lose something every day. Accept the fluster. Of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn't hard to master. Then practice losing farther, losing faster:. Places, and names, and where it was you meant. To travel. None of these will bring disaster. I lost my mother's watch. And look! My last, or. I don't thi...
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favorites: January 2008
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Sunday, January 27, 2008. One Art by Elizabeth Bishop. The art of losing isn't hard to master;. So many things seem filled with the intent. To be lost that their loss is no disaster. Lose something every day. Accept the fluster. Of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn't hard to master. Then practice losing farther, losing faster:. Places, and names, and where it was you meant. To travel. None of these will bring disaster. I lost my mother's watch. And look! My last, or.
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favorites: Standing Alone by Chase
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Friday, February 29, 2008. Standing Alone by Chase. I can see the flower upon which my life grows, blooming into a rose. See the hope and courage in the strength of the petals. As long as I am, I will be. The flower will never wilt or die. As my life grows back, I shall become strong. I shall become only dependent on one. That one will be me. I will rise with my petals high. My life as a flower will bloom and prosper as I grow. I may not be the pick of the patch, but I am just as beautiful as the rest.
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favorites: One Inch Tall by Shel Silverstein
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Wednesday, February 13, 2008. One Inch Tall by Shel Silverstein. If you were only one inch tall, you'd ride a worm to school. The teardrop of a crying ant would be your swimming pool. A crumb of cake would be a feast. And last you seven days at least,. A flea would be a frightening beast. If you were one inch tall. If you were only one inch tall, you'd walk beneath the door,. And it would take about a month to get down to the store. A bit of fluff would be your bed,. You'd swing upon a spider's thread,.
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Friday, February 29, 2008. I am not sure if you have checked mine already, but sorry for late work. I have some techinical issues past two days. I could not get into some sites such as msn and some search engines anyway sorry for postin late. have a great day. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I am not sure if you have checked mine already, bu. Standing Alone by Chase. One Inch Tall by Shel Silverstein. View my complete profile.
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THE BLOG OUTRIGHT: Farm Tribute
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You know I LOVE poetry, so add your favorite poems to your blog site and comment on fellow classmates' choices. Have FUN with POETRY! Monday, February 25, 2008. As the dust clouds rise and fall,. Men and machines join in this timeless rite. And Generations have answered the call. To sow, to tend, to reap. As the dust clouds rise and fall,. The sons of sons labor on their common ground. IT's grace. I'm the first one to leave comment! Have a great day. :) Love you. February 26, 2008 at 11:13 PM. I like thi...
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THE BLOG OUTRIGHT: February 2008
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You know I LOVE poetry, so add your favorite poems to your blog site and comment on fellow classmates' choices. Have FUN with POETRY! Monday, February 25, 2008. As the dust clouds rise and fall,. Men and machines join in this timeless rite. And Generations have answered the call. To sow, to tend, to reap. As the dust clouds rise and fall,. The sons of sons labor on their common ground. Monday, February 4, 2008. In a dream I meet. My dead friend. He has,. I know, gone long and far,. And yet he is the same.