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Kevin and Kyle: Happy Birthday to Kyle!
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Monday, June 8, 2009. Happy Birthday to Kyle! Kevinek and Kyle - first blog. Ayurveda (AVS) - The High Road to Health. Dr Raju's Naural Life Style. Theme and Variation in Four Movements(Behind-The-Scenes). The most handsome boy in the whole wide universe). No, not because your are naughty. No, not because you are bad. So happen the unbehaved cells make you sick. Something unlucky you just have. To mum and dad, please don't worry. To Krystyna, you have to be brave. Things like this just happens. Flowers A...
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Nobodyville Street: Free Rider (Dedicated to my friend Steve)
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Poetry and some more fragments. Friday, June 29, 2012. Free Rider (Dedicated to my friend Steve). Now, in these towns they all know your name,. Riding the dust and in the dust rusts the rugged fame;. Of devil's riders and their leather armor, life bled. Through engines, throttles high playing highway games. With bad company, through devil's bends we ride,. Saddling up and eyes on the road till the day we die. We the forgotten and we who forget seize the day,. Nothing left to hide! That's gonna be our.
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Nobodyville Street: Creative Freedom
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Poetry and some more fragments. Tuesday, March 13, 2012. Did the actor act assuming his craft. Would be important in some way? The painter paint with an aim to touch. Or could the singer sing his. Baritone to bleed hearts and melt eyes? Most negate these possibilities and label. Creations of art as mere chances and children. Of kind destiny. But, perchance might there. Be a creative soul who is so sure of his craft's. Effect like a hunter in the Urals hunting a fox? Reaching those could be? 169; Malyaban...
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L.I.P
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Thursday, February 22, 2007. Warmth from the sun. Held down against the ground. By the late night clouds. The moon and stars are seen. Only with my eyes closed. J Andrew Lockhartâ s resolve for his poetic words comes through by using haiku. The Haiku is originally a poetry form which originated from Japan. Traditionally Haiku goes in to 5-7-5 syllables. Originally uploaded by jandrewlockhart. What is Haiku to you? Some of us are not aware of Tanka or Haiga. Can you explain a bit about them? Nature plays ...
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L.I.P
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Friday, January 26, 2007. Poetry pouring in veins of my exitance. Poetry pouring in veins of my exitance. I'm honored to come here and get this chance to tribute Poetry for what it brought into my life and hope to many others who I have met on the path of blogging and out of it would pour in to joining me in this tribute. Itâ s a total fulfillment for me which comes in, a fog of poetic thoughts that seems to leave the early morning to trail tranquilly into me and inhibit my soul. I spoke into the wind.
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L.I.P
http://livinginpoetry.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html
Thursday, February 22, 2007. Warmth from the sun. Held down against the ground. By the late night clouds. The moon and stars are seen. Only with my eyes closed. J Andrew Lockhartâ s resolve for his poetic words comes through by using haiku. The Haiku is originally a poetry form which originated from Japan. Traditionally Haiku goes in to 5-7-5 syllables. Originally uploaded by jandrewlockhart. What is Haiku to you? Some of us are not aware of Tanka or Haiga. Can you explain a bit about them? Nature plays ...
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Ham and Cheese..What's on the inside: 11/01/2005 - 12/01/2005
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Ham and Cheese.What's on the inside. It’s when I close my eyes that I can’t sleep. When I’m lying still that I’m restless. When I’m silent, I need to scream. Monday, November 28, 2005. That old man,. Hiding, hurting,. Poor old man, who. Only wants to finish. My old man, pops,. I like to call him,. The only one who. Go live your life". Sadness in his eyes,. No long goodbye's, for. Me and my old man. Posted by DeeM at 11:04 AM. Saturday, November 05, 2005. Hear how I would. Read this to you with my.
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The Path: July 2007
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A stroll down the path of life. Monday, July 09, 2007. Moonlight on your face. And I see its glow. Perhaps you could sprinkle. Shreds of flames to me. Calms a lament heart. I see contentment in your smile. Carefree in your journeys. Every journey of yours. Shapes a meaning Humbleness. Core light of your soul. I wish I could learn. And you wait for no success. It’s granted to you. Freedom floats within you. Moon floats in the sky. Yet there is another side to the moon. A face of youIs frighten to appear.
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The Path: Magdalena
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A stroll down the path of life. Sunday, May 11, 2008. Echoing down through the corridors of time,. Upon the lap I hear the sweet songs and rhymes,. Hands gathered in the stroll to the glorious bed,. Her passions emerge upon sight of her stead. They wave and shimmer in the whispering breeze,. She nurtures the colors and fragrance of tease. Gathering their seeds as the blooms slowly fade. She dreams of spring when rebirth is gently made. One hundred one seasons had drifted away,. Sapna Anu B.George. But ne...
