Tag: poetry
member name: Curt L.
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October 12, 2008 12:06 AM EDT --
The Four Feared Horsemen,
on night before, perch upon
periwinkle plinths...
ccl 2008
*Dichroic- having . . .
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February 02, 2008 01:14 PM EST --
Artful ash scion,
burned, blessed, boob, balm, bumbling bear;
gallimaufry me.
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February 15, 2008 07:41 PM EST --
I hatchet whatnot,
greasy Joan doth keel the pot,
here, at Camelot.
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February 26, 2008 06:13 PM EST --
My cracks all showing;
broken, put back together;
Humpty Dumpty me.
Copywright . . .
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March 05, 2008 08:28 PM EST --
Now is the season
When logic and reason are
looked on as treason.
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March 07, 2008 12:29 AM EST --
I fell in love with
a cheese called Mozzerella;
she strings me along.
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April 18, 2008 11:41 PM EDT --
I'm a wussy nut.
With a metal device
I've cracked hazelnuts, almonds and Brazilnuts
(and not always with . . .
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June 18, 2008 12:45 PM EDT --
Icarian wings
soar high through lavender skies
too close, Solaris.
Copywright CCL 2008
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June 25, 2008 10:36 AM EDT --
Gold you were to me;
ev'ry aspect gleaming grand.
Fool's Gold, now, I see.
Copywright CCL 2008
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December 29, 2007 04:15 PM EST --
Ah! the anonymity of night,
whose placid mists veil terrestrial truth
as disrobe the Pliedes.
Points of concern are sweetly assuaged
as ebony night spills o'er her . . .
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January 14, 2008 10:20 PM EST --
eternal i rise...
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woods laugh with the voice of joy
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though condemned i sleep...
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February 19, 2008 12:01 PM EST --
Run aground's a ship
where, on deck, a captain lies
fallen, cold and dead.
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February 24, 2008 04:11 PM EST --
Several years ago I had a dear friend, Penny, leave our circle of Michigan friends for cooking school in Paris. There for only a couple of weeks, she killed herself leaving no note, no explaination . . .
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February 28, 2008 06:52 PM EST --
A motor oil stain
on pavement: all that remains
of a fatal crash.
. . .
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March 03, 2008 08:37 PM EST --
I was born and died.
Ne'er a child, & ne'er a bride.
I was born, then died.
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March 04, 2008 07:46 PM EST --
Simple gifts savored
in this shrill tit for tat world;
rare as black truffles.
Copywright CCL 2008
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April 19, 2008 03:13 PM EDT --
Viva la Cuisine Francaise!
Garcon, your finest Beaujolais!
Salade jardiniere, Pernot,
A la Grecque the Escargot.
Cous cous Maison, Camembert,
Brioche, Galettes Parmentier, . . .
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June 04, 2008 10:20 PM EDT --
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Oft I've wondered if, perhaps,
The best / preferred way to end
a season is to look back;
see what won't be forgotten. . . .
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June 07, 2008 07:47 PM EDT --
From a throne
To thrown away
Went I in just
A single day.
CCL 2008
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June 12, 2008 10:31 PM EDT --
Vesuvius growls.
Vulcan reheats his deep forge.
Zeus needs thunderbolts .
Copywright CCL 2008
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