Tag: poetry
member name: Linda Douglas
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January 06, 2007 10:36 PM EST --
What happened to the youthful days
when bedtime meant falling onto the sheets
in the wee hours of the morning,
mascara streaks across the pillowcase,
too tired to wash face
after dancing and . . .
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July 20, 2006 09:15 AM EDT --
My favorite thing by Lincoln the Cat
I love to sit and watch the water swirl
as all the little bits and pieces
disappear.
The porcelain feels so good against
my paws.
I wait . . .
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May 25, 2006 07:55 PM EDT --
Lilacs' purple blooms,
Pollen carried on soft wind,
Spring's sweet scent. Ah-choo!
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July 08, 2006 08:00 AM EDT --
Interdependence
Purple kayak on blue water
dragonflies dance in the wake.
Paddle strokes to right then left,
ducks move parallel to shore.
Brief flurry, then swoosh of wings
as blue . . .
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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. . . .
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May 25, 2006 07:45 PM EDT --
Slowly, graceful wings
Softly touch the still water.
Peace on quiet lake.
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June 06, 2006 08:17 PM EDT --
Grasping for straws and searching for treasure,
Leaping to the moon.
Looking for silver linings and wishing on a star,
My heart keeps coming back to you.
Turning over a new leaf, starting a . . .
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June 07, 2006 07:55 PM EDT --
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Seven days of rainfall
Gray skies, wind, mud, lack of sun
Turns my brain to mush.
II
Green leaves cry raindrops,
Birds huddle, hiding in trees.
Cat wistfully watching.
III . . .
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June 08, 2006 08:46 AM EDT --
Where do skinny women put their children?
I mean, how do you carry a child when you have
no hips on which to rest his sweet bum?
How . . .
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June 19, 2006 10:28 PM EDT --
The rain came through tonight and
washed away the stickiness of a hot June day.
Along with the breeze came a memory of you
carried along on the scent of honeysuckle
outside my bedroom window. . . .
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July 08, 2006 08:05 AM EDT --
Curves
We may think life is a line but
Life is a juxtaposition of curves.
Straight lines limit our thinking.
We can't see other paths when
We only look straight ahead.
Curves are sensual. . . .
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July 29, 2006 07:42 PM EDT --
Ode to Sting
Oh, beautiful man with the voice
and body of a god,
let me hear your voice call my
name as if I were Roxanne
as we begin a brand new day
searching for rain forests in
our dreams. . . .
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August 10, 2006 09:41 PM EDT --
Cool, late summer breeze carries
the scent of rain and fresh cut grass
into the old church as the trio plays
Beethoven with passion and life.
I watch and wonder as the pages turn,
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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 . . .
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June 23, 2006 04:39 AM EDT --
Oh, my darling daughter,
dry your tears and learn
that love lies to those
who choose to yearn
for those men that
cannot love in return.
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July 23, 2006 08:48 AM EDT --
Ode to Morning
Unrushed Sunday mornings,
Moving slowly . . .
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August 19, 2006 05:50 AM EDT --
You may ask me very seriously,
"Why are you up at such an early hour?"
"You have no cows to milk, chickens to feed,
nor a dog to walk? The sun has not even
started its . . .
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September 22, 2006 07:01 AM EDT --
Back to Work
Now I lay me down to sleep
a bag of chamomile left to seep.
Two days abed with cold and ache
tomorrow the alarm will awake.
Back to work I shall go
even if the nose need blow. . . .
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May 05, 2006 06:50 PM EDT --
I have noticed a lot of postings lately about the Gather rating system, its use and abuse. It reminds me of a couple of lessons I have learned lately that have made writing so much easier for me. . . .
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June 03, 2006 01:13 PM EDT --
Splash and drip.
The rain falling again
on soaked grass,
filling creeks and rivers
lakes rising, roads wet.
Morning errands done
with raincoat and 'brella.
House chores done . . .
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