Tag: poets
group name: artistsunited
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February 29, 2008 09:49 AM EST --
Tears of an angel
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Winding up his wings
He sits on the steep end of the temple
The angel.
Down there people,
People touching
The marvels of ancient . . . more
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March 03, 2008 08:12 AM EST --
The ant
An ant with its provisions,
The shade of rain on anthill.
Looking at it you have learned-
Someone's leftover can save
Lives.
Crushed letters are getting drenched, . . . more
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April 05, 2008 08:09 AM EDT --
Rape of a housemaid
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May 14, 2008 12:13 PM EDT --
Aftermath of an accident
The down and drawn men, how was it to be
That close to death? The snub of light through it,
The bitter dark water's fatal embrace . . . more
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February 07, 2008 09:55 AM EST --
Nice girls donot fl y
The echoing voice a distant crow
Down in the valley of papers
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February 25, 2008 08:20 AM EST --
Mute flute
Welcome. Please have a drink on the porch,
Welcome, dear evening.
Beg your pardon for slurred voice.
Pardon the gathers of moist
On my black . . . more
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February 28, 2008 12:39 PM EST --
Deep dead.
Door of the house no.3 is closing behind.
On the steps a yellow bird named sunshine lying
Dead.
Closes the door, the pitter patter . . . more
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March 01, 2008 12:52 AM EST --
look up at the sky
This time of the afternoon
She has to jump down
From her verandah.
Each and every day.
A fatal cloud on the sun.
Her doctor reminds her of
The lovely . . . more
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January 30, 2008 09:24 AM EST --
True blue of dreams
A white pigeon and a black pigeon
On a distant T.V. antenna,
Just now sun comes down upon its wings
Pecks and eats peanuts out of my hand.
One has unveiled . . . more
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March 04, 2008 04:18 AM EST --
Dear old comedian
They sit with the pulsing anticipation
Every time the dilapidated
Comedian takes the stage wearing a wry smile.
Rustles of the mice beneath the stage, . . . more
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April 02, 2008 11:18 AM EDT --
Shabby rooster
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The smell of burnt milk in the morning,
Parables of domesticities
Rise from the night of an unslept bed.
The tired ring . . . more
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May 16, 2008 10:08 AM EDT --
Deliverance
The shadow of the winged creature
Upon the arid-gold meadows...
The shades of the trees have shortened,
The high-lighted flowers on earth
Uplift their faces asking . . . more
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March 09, 2008 01:17 AM EST --
The wolf (crescendo of silver)
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She knows by the flight of homing birds
Her hunger will grow to reach the nails.
The tingling nails will curl to seek prey.
She looks at the . . . more
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April 04, 2008 06:15 AM EDT --
A game of chess
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A buzzing insect, a defective light,
The door with a net face and broken hinge,
A jump of a silhouette cat captures mind.
A cot and a smudged . . . more
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April 08, 2008 11:38 PM EDT --
A m oment of truth
Disappointment flies amid the eternal sky
Great as it might be it can't surpass one dusk.
She climbs up a steeple, chases a gust of wind
That . . . more
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February 05, 2008 11:28 AM EST --
the fair
The fair has wound up
The hubbub has died away.
Slight poignancy in the air.
And, cold status quo is creeping here.
The desertion is a dead light,
Seen through . . . more
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February 05, 2008 11:25 AM EST --
Living with them: poetry and prose.
Poetry falls through the skylight,
Brighten the other side of my bed,
Extension of my fingers
Hoping to embrace
Warmth, only face
A secluded . . . more
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April 02, 2008 10:40 AM EDT --
Buddha's fire
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Buddha's hand enters into fire.
Rattling guns and vomiting death,
Rounds and rounds of limitless war,
Buddha walks with thirst through . . . more
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February 16, 2008 02:10 AM EST --
By the window of the funeral and florescent flower
See, the face of her.
The hunger does blend with grief.
She comes out to stand at a outstretch porch, stand stiff. . . . more
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April 07, 2008 11:24 AM EDT --
Moon on the rear view mirror (assassin)
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Moon on the rear view mirror
Chasing the assassin's speeding
Chariot. . . . more
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