Tag: poem
group name: sweetteacafe
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March 28, 2008 12:20 AM EDT --
Mismatched
Anything jars
The senses, one-or-all,
For its distinct competition
With its neighbor's at-odds virtues as fair--
For instance, fine male hosiery
By nature formal wear,
Plucked . . . more
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May 03, 2007 08:46 AM EDT --
What can be done after midnight dust has
settled on the sheets?
My eyes bleed while awaiting the blistering
seduction of nothing-now.
Perhaps my desires
were destroyed when the flowers . . . more
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October 07, 2006 01:23 PM EDT --
Dizzy
My heart
Spoke to my head
Too fast to understand
Everything I needed to hear
About you
Copyright 2006 Jim Ross
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October 25, 2006 01:21 AM EDT --
Another dark forbidding day,
the winds and rain have come.
To whisk all the trees bare,
leaving a wet, ugly mess on the ground.
Beauty turned dark.
Just last week, we marveled at the colors
that magically . . . more
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September 05, 2007 12:40 PM EDT --
Watch the coffee brew--
Bubbles start to percolate,
Ideas in heat
Rising in volume to burst
And reveal what lays ahead
Copyright 2007 Jim Ross
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September 05, 2007 06:10 PM EDT --
Dislodged pebble rolls,
Writes its journey in the sand--
A legend is born.
Copyright 2007 Jim Ross
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February 19, 2007 09:34 PM EST --
Tender, guides the suitor in his tug
To a wondrous place of unobstructed view,
His beloved, where misty vistas always clear
And all things seen are gloriously new . . .
Hopeful, points . . . more
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October 09, 2006 12:13 AM EDT --
Quercus Over Time
White, with rain it pokes to look around,
Green, with growth it rises to astound,
Then spreads to shade and grow renowned,
Parched with age, gold flutters to the ground
Black . . . more
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January 04, 2008 02:56 AM EST --
Starbursts
Spark from wave crests
To charm a loving pair
Who clasp hands at the liner's rail
And regale as her ring becomes as one
With nature's dancing nighttime heart
And glimpse their . . . more
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March 21, 2007 06:49 PM EDT --
Tonight,
at my bedroom window,
I gaze upon you;
a mysterious, inciting
body of the universe,
worshipped by many.
Reaching out,
I draw you to my breast,
selfishly wanting to hold
what others cannot.
Captured, . . . more
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January 09, 2007 07:57 AM EST --
Listen to the night while your other senses rest . . .
A Strain (Tanka)
Starlit symphony,
Crystal clear orchestration
Of life after dark--
Wood nymphs breathe . . . more
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June 06, 2008 04:59 PM EDT --
Stepping through the portal,
beyond the secret veil,
crossing through the water plane,
the vaporized exhale.
From the ocean to the vapor,
rising up into the clouds,
rain pouring . . . more
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October 08, 2006 12:54 PM EDT --
Balance
seagull
nonchalance
on yellow stick
Copyright 2006 Jim Ross
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September 06, 2006 04:14 PM EDT --
Slow Down
My baby boy will be twenty nine in eleven more days.
I am not old enough to have a son that old.
His baby boy started pre-school today, following
behind his older sisters, the baby . . . more
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September 17, 2006 07:16 AM EDT --
Sun Salutation
I lay in wait for the chirps of the
first morning birds,
a sense of anticipation and hope
in the dawn of a new day
draws me out of bed to the
fog of an early Fall morning. . . . more
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September 05, 2007 03:29 PM EDT --
See the bright petals!
Peace accompanies their truth--
Sweet, fragrant flowers.
Copyright 2007 Jim Ross
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September 15, 2006 09:11 PM EDT --
I know of a poet
in my town.
she is pale and fragile looking
someone's wan, Southern sweetheart.
I saw her one day
standing motionless
on the rocks
ringing the lake
staring into the water.
was she . . . more
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May 19, 2007 09:10 PM EDT --
To put behind our differences and get on with the business of our marriage;
Was it when the cat died and we reft into two, the summer you left for the mountains to a cabin by yourself, in search of something . . . more
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December 07, 2006 08:36 AM EST --
Crimson Dawn
i don't have to dress
or consummate it
cause i have to prove
size does not matter
life is hungry
obscenity and divinity...
rebel that i happen to be
are never far from home
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July 31, 2007 02:07 PM EDT --
some eyes are meadows
flower tops ruffle endlessly
the open embrace of more
some eyes are bark and twine
sturdy and autumn crisp
hammer and nail precise
some eyes are chapels
holy water . . . more
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