Tag: original
group name: originaliterate
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March 28, 2009 01:32 AM EDT --
The pain of existence.
A holy man says it with all the seriousness of dawnbreak,
sudden in its gravity,
a comment that shakes the foundations of mundanity induced by routine.
A dip in the holy river, . . .
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January 29, 2008 06:25 PM EST --
I look up and see the time 05:57, blink ...57 F.
Really?? Mmmmm...
Close my eyes, open... 05:58 followed by 58 F.
Smile...stretch...Cramp cramp...alert alert...noooooo..bend knee...grab calf ...rub . . .
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January 13, 2008 08:49 PM EST --
What is the matter with me?
I can't think, can't commit
to
writing words that
elude me.
There, just on the other side
do you see?
A glimmer of internal thought,
perhaps . . .
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January 21, 2008 10:16 AM EST --
I go to the fridge to get bacon out to cook for breakfast. I open the door, lean down to open the clear plastic drawer and see...splattered ick on the ledge of the fridge.
Oh YUCK...what is that grossness, . . .
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January 18, 2008 11:52 AM EST --
I wasn't aware that I was going to be photographed sir and I do apologize.
If I had known, I would of buffed my peak, trimmed my claws and fluffed the feathers around my neck. As it was, I looked . . .
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March 13, 2008 07:02 PM EDT --
Dark Rising in my heart
burn so hard I can never part
From the cloud of fuzz in my brain
that seems to only hold suffering pain
Dark Rising in my heart
your face shoots through . . .
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November 12, 2008 01:10 AM EST --
It is an unseverable tie
that keeps our bodies together.
made from the finest distillation of ether
so esoteric
that one tends not to notice its presence.
But it binds
with all the firmness . . .
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December 30, 2008 12:04 PM EST --
This is the revised version I wrote, taking into account everyone's suggestions. Again, I ask for everyone's opinion. Tell me whether you could read it without hardship this time. Thanks to you . . .
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January 14, 2008 11:58 PM EST --
Is there no where I can go
to get away for this?
To stop the embarrassment?
The harassment,
the complete and utter helplessness?
White strands stuck to me,
invading my blackness.
Sucking up does . . .
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January 21, 2008 03:43 PM EST --
I might be stepping on some toes with this one. Apologies in advance. That being said, I'm pretty confident that the law, as well as some basic standards of fairness back me up on this.
There have . . .
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September 20, 2007 04:41 AM EDT --
Just a thought I had suddenly, about love and all... feedbck please good/bad or ugly! I appreciate every word... :)
has been edited, thanks Fred you're a gem! :)
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November 12, 2008 01:02 AM EST --
Love (ideally)
should unite.
Resulting in
an incandescent flame.
Perfect.
Pure.
Luminiscent.
Love (ideally)
should divide.
Like
oil and water
barely skimming over surfaces
fearful . . .
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January 01, 2008 02:56 AM EST --
B.B. King plays from the portable CD player.
Setting my hair on end, goose bumps riding up my spine.
Chair dancing best I can.
I don't know what's better,
his voice or the singing of . . .
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September 23, 2007 12:24 AM EDT --
Glittering windows
Mirrors to each person's soul
Gateway to their heart
Ah, but as I review my notes on different forms of poetry, I see that Haiku is to be devoted to subject . . .
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October 31, 2007 11:57 PM EDT --
She listens, they speak of things so new in her world,
of hazes and psychedelic colours,
of a feeing that frees your mind to think
and feel.
She listens.
In the dark corridors of her home, . . .
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September 26, 2007 05:55 AM EDT --
Apologies for the general leaning toward sad things... I am just thinking aloud here, and in some ways this has been inspired by the thoughts on 'mental abuse' I read... articles by Boris G, Gerry . . .
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October 01, 2007 06:21 AM EDT --
At this moment, in flourescent shadows
I cry.
Crouched on glossy floors
myriad patterns blurring before
my tears
I cry.
Hurting at words unsaid
at ties severed by silence
I cry. . . .
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November 04, 2007 11:26 PM EST --
Darling boy,
My sweetest love,
My precious angel
My smile.
Sounds nice no?
All romantic and sweet.
I think so too,
Somehow it doesn’t become me. . . .
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November 06, 2007 12:40 PM EST --
Am not too sure if this follows some kind of pattern or not... I wrote this rather randomly...
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The sun rises and sets,
Facts of life, . . .
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February 10, 2008 12:38 AM EST --
Some kind of science must be involved
in this process of mine
all I do is sit still and think,
where did the words go?
this happens often
this process of loss and finding,
but then it is like . . .
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