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The Five SensesiThe Five Senses
beauteous sunrise, my eye, what delight! sparkling-- shimmering, blue sky.
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a child's laughter fills, cacophonous, glorious every increasing.
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warm summer rain falls, gentle tattoo, pulsating, your caressing beat.
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hearken the trumpets, heralds proclaiming, joyously, Hosanna! The King!
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riotous roses with impregnating perfume, balmy breath to me.
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My Snow Man Melted -contest-Twas the night before... that's how it starts, Christmas everywhere near and far But wait, hold on, WHERE'S THE SNOW! Oh dear, now, see Christmas isn't howMy Snow Man Melted -contest-
it should be. Snow and ice, Christmas nice. Not here, not there, nope
You're in the tropics, there isn't snow ANYWHERE!
Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the towns, too many creatures
were stirring, yes even that mouse! And why?, you ask, It's Christmas in the tropics. Quite simple you see... we're stringing the house lights,
left and right, and right and left. A spectacle, a delight, &
by ~AngelofGod87
I am the MountainTall as a mountain, Big as a dream,I am the Mountain
Up up, above the sun, The stars wink at me,
I am a mountain, I am the sky,
Big are my dreams, Even though small am I,
© 2009 A. Rivera
by *AngelofGod87
My FaithMy Faith, my lighthouse, star in my storm, The world, a sea, rages towards me, My Faith, my lighthouse, God's rest for my soul.My Faith
The world rages against me, Battered and bruised, my soul cries out. My rock, my light,
shines all the brighter for the dark,
My Faith, oh faith, do not leave me now,
I'm weary of this storm,
I seek His light,
Brightly shining in the night.
My Faith, my lighthouse God's gentle rest for my weary soul. It shines all the brighter, when darkest is the night,
My Faith, my hope, This sea rag
by *AngelofGod87
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Donnaby *trishvandenberg
taking offI was a little kid once,taking off
my parents told me to keep moving forward. I was busy playing with my toys,
slingshots and rocket ships, I propelled like a cannonball.
I would grow up one day,
feeling the wind sweep across my face.
A stone once propelled from a Y shaped elastic,
experts grip handle with leather cradle;
completely illegal for children under eightteen.
I went to the moon one night,
lunging off a bunk bed in my hand made rocket suit; who needs a helmet when imagination
innitiated my first ever flight? Mom and dad weren't very pleas
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Critiques
by `Drunken-Splice
First off, as you mentioned, it feels rough to me too. I think, you're trying to mesh third with first and it somehow clashes in ...
by =Mattiello
I love how you mixed time and a woman in this piece flawlessly. The violence depicted is countered by passion which somehow makes the v...
by =AGMeade
Once again =AGMeade writes an honest and touching piece that speaks to one's heart in a uniquely deep level. "Always Be" is beaut...
Random from Poetry
| Over the years I've experienced a lot of things, here is a glimpse at what I experience and how I think. |
Random from Literature
Strange footwearAn unusual fellow is Michael For he's half man and half unicycle Though he doesn't need shoes There's some really good news He'll cost much less in tyres than a bike'llStrange footwear
by ~John-Ticklesocks
Standing Before MinosMy second death was a quiet one. There were no brave speeches, no protestations of cruel fate. There was only my slain lover and myself, surrounded by the sound of water dripping on stone.Standing Before Minos
As the dagger pierced my breast, I realized what I had done. I was falling through darkness. There was no welcoming light to beckon me, only the smell of boiling blood and burning flesh.
This was not the beginning. Nor was it the end. I wish that it had been.
My name is Guilietta Capelliti and my life's story is a long one, though, I died very y
by =AGMeade
The F-WordDon't feed the fat snake of her appetite with mice, the morsels of white lies.The F-Word
If her butt looks big, slake her lips with a kiss, let her taste the peppermint
of your chewing gum, haunt her with the pale ghost of flowers, and tell her this relationship
isn't based on a Lost & Found foundation: lose a night together at the bed and find yourself
mid-morning on the couch. Satiate her thirst with truth, tell her she is no cobra
trapped in the small basket of vanity. Lock her in that trance with the deep aria &nb
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- Current Residence: Puerto Rico
- Interests: Reading Writing and Drawing
- Favourite movie: I am Sam and about a hundred others...
- Favourite band or musician: Skillet ... Pillar... 12 Stones about 20 others
- Favourite genre of music: Alternative Rock and Hard Rock
- Favourite artist: I'm not sure... ask me and I might tell...
- Favourite poet or writer: Lord Byron, Alfred Lord Tennyson, Keats... and a handful of deviants
- Favourite photographer: Dan, Dave, Jahno, Trish, Matt, among others...
- Favourite style of art: My own crazy style... Landscape photography and portraits
- Operating System: Imac G5 with Mac OS X.4.9 / Ubuntu Gutsy Gibbon
- MP3 player of choice: Ipod
- Shell of choice: Couries and Pink Conches
- Favourite cartoon character: Tom & Jerry, Droopy, Looney Tunes
- Personal Quote: Perfectionism is not a sin... to give up is the sin!
- Tools of the Trade: My Hands,Mind and Staedtler Mars Lumograph & Ebony pencils Staedtler erasers Prismacolors pastel
- Email: Celebrian@youthfire.com
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