| Ann |
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| Posted on 19/01/2010 (2 Years ago) |
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hey bb...your idea about poetry and crosswords in education...is great ! especially TRY TO FOLLOW POE.... is POETRY ....lol |
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| varun0710 |
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| Posted on 13/04/2009 (3 Years ago) |
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| Dreams
I fell upon my pillow
and wrestled from it
...sleep
I closed my eyes
surprised to find
you dancing in my dreams-
twisting, turning, trapping
hopelessly, I watched you sway
the music took me
helpless, defenseless
I knew I was your prey
and had no choice as I watched you dance
enraptured
anyway
then you stopped, you touched my face
as the music slowly died
now I'm haunted by your eyes
and the angel trapped inside |
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| Posted on 12/04/2009 (3 Years ago) |
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| Hi Mike:
Thanks for startingthis topic !!!
I too love poetry.....
I always say that "poetry is a brush stroke from the heart "
In section on Spirituality in PEGOMAG....there are a few posts on the POWER OF POETRY.....and how it is more potent than prose ! Hope you shall read ...
Have fun ! |
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| Posted on 30/03/2009 (3 Years ago) |
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| First Meeting
Long chestnut hair to the small of her back,
Her denims were blue and her blouse was black.
That's the image that first caught my eye,
Drew my attention and forced a sigh.
Then, when she turned I was stunned to see,
Brown eyes flecked with gold, gleaming at me,
On a sweet round face with an elegant nose,
Two lips like petals of a deep red rose.
And two rows of pearls, dazzlingly white,
Parted those lips and brightened the night
In a smile as broad as the Bering Sea
As she floated across the floor to me.
On legs well-formed and athletically trim
She seemed to be dancing across the gym,
Moving with grace like a sinewy cat
Lively and springy, not clumsy and flat.
My heart started pounding irregularly
As I studied this beauty approaching me.
Trembling, my knees felt weak and unsteady
I had no more time to make myself ready.
But the look in her eyes was inviting and warm,
Broadcasting confidence, sentience and charm,
Quelled my anxiety and soon put to rest
The undefined fear that had lodged in my breast.
And I knew at that moment she did understand,
When she reached out, caressing my cheek with her hand,
And suddenly, somehow I was finally at ease
In my very first meeting with Mary Louise.
Author : Leo Toribio ... i love this |
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| Posted on 30/03/2009 (3 Years ago) |
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| I love reading poetry. This topic is for sharing your poetry... |
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