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My Poetry: September 2011
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A place for my undiscovered poems, thoughts, and pearls of wisdom. Tuesday, September 13, 2011. I awoke last night. As I sat up. The room, a black fuzz,. Blinking the time,. Seemed to swallow me whole. I could hear nothing;. It took a full. That I was still. Links to this post. Under the Shadows of the Wood. Reaching up from the grass. Beckoning me to follow. Whattya think, Hamlet? Links to this post. Sunday, September 04, 2011. The music playing above me: a white, satin bra. Jetting off into the horizon,.
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craps: Battles of the sms
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Friday, August 19, 2005. Battles of the sms. A, B has asked me to work tomorrow, Saturday and Sunday. Can you guys help me by trying to get more help? Didn't see your message last night. Don't make rush/rash decision. Just reply with the fact - face still swollen, can't work. Can't talk, need to rest. How do you guys see these sms-es? Posted by sp@rtkles @ Friday, August 19, 2005. At Friday, 19 August, 2005. This comment has been removed by a blog administrator. At Friday, 19 August, 2005.
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My Poetry: Proctoring the Exam
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A place for my undiscovered poems, thoughts, and pearls of wisdom. Wednesday, March 07, 2012. Weight blankets the room. 85 by 11 inch. I can feel it in me:. My lower back aches;. My legs and feet throb;. This creates a sort of malaise. For my heart: a weakness. I want thoughts to run free,. Questions, ideas, excitement,. The frosted grass,. Sleeked with freezing drizzle. The Earth is strong, though;. She can take it,. Blooming again next month. The students, too, (although. Only children) can take it.
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My Poetry: On Writing Poetry
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A place for my undiscovered poems, thoughts, and pearls of wisdom. Sunday, March 11, 2012. I lie awake (sweat in my eyes). I sit in coffee shops. Though I cannot stomach coffee's bitterness);. At breakfast tables,. Thinking between crossword clues. I search for wisdom, inspiration:. Sandburg, Hughes, Bishop, Pound, Williams. Oh, leaves of grass I walk upon,. Looking under each step! Bending the pages of these poems,. I try to absorb their passions,. I write about love,. Spitting in the eyes of greatness.
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My Poetry: June 2006
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A place for my undiscovered poems, thoughts, and pearls of wisdom. Tuesday, June 06, 2006. Inspired by ee cummings. I will carry you with me. As I move through life. Whatever is done by me,. You have inspired me,. Believed in me,. I will carry you with me,. And I thank you. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Inspired by ee cummings I will carry you with me . Inside the Classroom, Outside the Box! I Want to Teach Forever. Look At My Happy Rainbow! A Pleasure, I'm Sure. My World of Words.
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craps: August 2005
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Tuesday, August 30, 2005. NO ADVERTISEMENTS IN THIS BLOG, PLEASE! Why are people not commenting yet making use of my blog for their advertisements? Do this blog really looks like yellow pages? I welcome all kinds of comments on my blogs but not. Kindly restraint yourselves from posting any advertisements in my comments.THANKS IN ADVANCE. Posted by sp@rtkles @ Tuesday, August 30, 2005. Monday, August 29, 2005. Don't you see a halo on Jecht's head? Can't imagine he would be so innocent huh? Posted by sp@rt...
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My Poetry: August 2006
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A place for my undiscovered poems, thoughts, and pearls of wisdom. Wednesday, August 30, 2006. I have sat,. Pen in hand;. On the keys,. Almost feeling each letter). To be more accurate.). When an idea hits me,. Square on the back. Of my head,. Like a hot slap,. After a sarcastic remark. If I do not have. Pen and paper,. Computer and outlet,. The idea is lost. So, I run. Scraps of paper,. A pencil, pen, marker. I would use a knife. And write in my own. If the idea was. Most of the time,. That is a poem.
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My Poetry: February 2006
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A place for my undiscovered poems, thoughts, and pearls of wisdom. Wednesday, February 22, 2006. It looked like Mars. As I began by drive home. Orange and violent,. With blood and petulance. It changed as I. Full and ripe,. It smelled of harvest. And work that lies ahead. As dark approached,. Warming to a soft,. I looked up to locate some stars,. But its light washed the sky. Cold drew closer,. As the night crawled inside me. This is no werewolf moon;. It is bright and friendly,. As she smells the air.
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My Poetry: Night
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A place for my undiscovered poems, thoughts, and pearls of wisdom. Monday, March 05, 2012. Running toward the blackened horizon,. The sky is nice and big tonight. I see shadowed mountains. Wrapped in space of night. I feel warm here,. Waiting to envelop the night and hug the sky. There are plenty of stars. Shining on me,. So I extend my arms and reach outward. Until the smell of the evening lingers on my. Starry Night in Rhone by Vincent Van Gogh. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A Pleasure, I'm Sure.
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My Poetry: Tulip
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A place for my undiscovered poems, thoughts, and pearls of wisdom. Saturday, March 17, 2012. Grows among its flock of spring flowers. They blanket the ground:. Spring and yellow beauty. Stretching to sky,. A single petal droops. Opens more than the others,. Her petal bends down,. As the brim of a hat. Grazes it, or a. She will fall,. Sooner than the others;. But for now,. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Born to catch butterflies on her tongue. Inside the Classroom, Outside the Box! My World of Words.
