Tag: poetry
group name: musicals
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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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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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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 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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December 26, 2007 01:16 PM EST --
This oil on canvas
my veni, vidi, vici
sable brush a sword
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January 02, 2008 12:29 AM EST --
Banjo on my knee,
went to plastic surgery;
now my plectrum's free!
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January 22, 2008 03:53 PM EST --
Care Charmer Sleep, pray,
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still his anguished lips & eyes.
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Come, Silent Darkness.
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January 25, 2008 10:29 PM EST --
she; effervescence
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me; a syrup addition,
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united, we popped! :-)
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February 02, 2008 10:00 PM EST --
because i could not
stop for Death, he kindly stopped,
frosted & froze me...
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February 09, 2008 07:09 PM EST --
There was a man in our town
who went by the name of Ludwig Braun
a scowling man of ill-reknown;
he was our teacher.
Herr Braun did . . .
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February 13, 2008 08:32 PM EST --
Fresh Holy Basil.
Create in Me a New Heart...
I've Fresh Hyssop, Too.
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February 20, 2008 06:32 PM EST --
My mom's been kidnapped!
No ransom note. No phone call.
Dementia stole her.
. . .
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February 23, 2008 02:28 PM EST --
Through star-crossed skies I,
caped and codpieced, fly to court
Polyhymnia.
Copywright . . .
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February 29, 2008 06:18 PM EST --
Before I was born
I was a swift sparrow. Now
I've post partum blues.
Copywright CCL 2008
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March 07, 2008 07:54 PM EST --
I hear Burgundy;
It's B-flat on the Bassoon
and feels like Barkcloth.
Copywright CCL 2008
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March 10, 2008 06:40 PM EDT --
The occasion; I noticed a female (who I thought was a lady) dressed as a piece of Mardi Gras jewelry. She hung up her cell phone as she headed toward a door I'd just arrived at. . . .
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