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Time for a Poem: April 2013
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Time for a Poem. I've been writing poetry since my first regeneration. Feel free to comment on how good or bad you think it is. Some of it is speed poetry which I never used to be able to do and some of you will say I still can't. So feel free to be fair.but always be kind! Thursday, April 11, 2013. Here's the Pleiades variation on Movement. Stranded sky, concave glass. Spreading light on blue lake. Sloth field, lazy summer. Setting on empty path. Silly bear, laughing flame. Sitting and Standing Stone.
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Time for a Poem: June 2014
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Time for a Poem. I've been writing poetry since my first regeneration. Feel free to comment on how good or bad you think it is. Some of it is speed poetry which I never used to be able to do and some of you will say I still can't. So feel free to be fair.but always be kind! Monday, June 16, 2014. I've decided to try and get back in the swing of things by continuing my variation on Movement. This time I went with the Haiku form. Meadow fawn on empty path. Links to this post. Sunday, June 1, 2014.
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Time for a Poem: June 2010
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Time for a Poem. I've been writing poetry since my first regeneration. Feel free to comment on how good or bad you think it is. Some of it is speed poetry which I never used to be able to do and some of you will say I still can't. So feel free to be fair.but always be kind! Monday, June 14, 2010. After 1 Year (11-Jun-2010). A simple one for my darling wife on our first anniversary. Many Days You Stand Me Up. Inching closer to my heart. Caress my Soul forever loving;. Helping hands, healing lips.
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Time for a Poem: Weather (18-Feb-2013)
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Time for a Poem. I've been writing poetry since my first regeneration. Feel free to comment on how good or bad you think it is. Some of it is speed poetry which I never used to be able to do and some of you will say I still can't. So feel free to be fair.but always be kind! Monday, February 18, 2013. I realized that I have never posted a haiku. The weather outside sounds bad so this is what came to mind. Drenching Rain Pours Down. On Slow Moving Death To Bring. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Time for a Poem: July 2010
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Time for a Poem. I've been writing poetry since my first regeneration. Feel free to comment on how good or bad you think it is. Some of it is speed poetry which I never used to be able to do and some of you will say I still can't. So feel free to be fair.but always be kind! Thursday, July 1, 2010. And Life will collect. With no bit of. What Death must reject. That you are its Vassal. And Life will collect. Or can You detect. With Motive most facile. What Death must reject. No Moat can protect.
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Time for a Poem: November 2011
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Time for a Poem. I've been writing poetry since my first regeneration. Feel free to comment on how good or bad you think it is. Some of it is speed poetry which I never used to be able to do and some of you will say I still can't. So feel free to be fair.but always be kind! Wednesday, November 16, 2011. Had an operation last week and was having some pain last night so I took a percocet. This was the result. Borrowing blue balloons;. Buzzing bees buy blessing. Bishops blow brown bassoons;.
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Time for a Poem: January 2013
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Time for a Poem. I've been writing poetry since my first regeneration. Feel free to comment on how good or bad you think it is. Some of it is speed poetry which I never used to be able to do and some of you will say I still can't. So feel free to be fair.but always be kind! Wednesday, January 16, 2013. Every Bird Hopes To. Entreat From Hallowed Ground. Escaping Beak And Claw. Existing Past His Fate. Enjoying One More Day. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Time for a Poem: May 2011
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Time for a Poem. I've been writing poetry since my first regeneration. Feel free to comment on how good or bad you think it is. Some of it is speed poetry which I never used to be able to do and some of you will say I still can't. So feel free to be fair.but always be kind! Tuesday, May 17, 2011. Beauty and the Bits (17-May-2011). Just on a whim. Beauty and the Bits. Dodging in and out among virtual walls;. Running hither and non twixt cyber rushes. In a shadow world of books and pixels,.
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Time for a Poem: January 2012
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Time for a Poem. I've been writing poetry since my first regeneration. Feel free to comment on how good or bad you think it is. Some of it is speed poetry which I never used to be able to do and some of you will say I still can't. So feel free to be fair.but always be kind! Saturday, January 21, 2012. Can't sleep and have pain. Guess I'll clean. My demons have come to visit;. They all sit about me. Dressed in colors of death. My protector is not here. Jealousy, Vanity, Rage, Envy,. And still they play.
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Time for a Poem: February 2015
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Time for a Poem. I've been writing poetry since my first regeneration. Feel free to comment on how good or bad you think it is. Some of it is speed poetry which I never used to be able to do and some of you will say I still can't. So feel free to be fair.but always be kind! Saturday, February 28, 2015. Just a ditty to pass the time. Been trying to get back into the creative swing,. Sorry (February, 2015). Sorry I’m so difficult. Sorry I’m so weird. I really do love you though. And will never grow a beard.