Tag: life
member name: David L.
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April 20, 2006 03:01 AM EDT --
It's clear here
underneath star-lit skies
No moon, no you
Just myself, alone
Funny isn't it
what happens between us
in the space only lovers know . . .
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February 12, 2007 03:16 AM EST --
The door slammed open; a door-stop bent and still vibrating, open. "It's gone, it's gone!" screamed Trevor with dilated eyes, outstretched, shaking hands and anxious . . .
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May 02, 2006 06:31 AM EDT --
8, the letters it takes
3, the words they make
1, the meaning – all that's needed
831 – A phrase completed
8, from January to August
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June 10, 2006 02:45 AM EDT --
Morning coffee in hand, tread downstairs to office and plant myself before that glowing monster for which I both used to dread and crave – now only crave. Dread because I craved it so; . . .
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April 17, 2006 02:24 AM EDT --
Is she drunken gibberish tonight?
Did she smile, let down her hair?
Was she happily in disarray?
Did she enjoy uncluttered thoughts?
Is she back safe - all in one piece?
Is she . . .
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April 06, 2006 12:50 AM EDT --
I will come to you tomorrow
guaranteed delivery
You will hold me briefly
knowing the rest of me was just there
then free my seal
finger the opening
reach in and remove what's left of . . .
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April 18, 2006 12:04 AM EDT --
San Francisco is one of the world's most visited cities. It is filled with culture, scenic beauty, an almost European feel in its allure and landscape, and offers visitors and locals alike a . . .
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June 05, 2006 04:27 AM EDT --
Suddenly chasing cars is something I dream of and not yell at my dog for. I'm listening to those cars right now, but no one's wasting time with me – yet. Music pounds into me . . .
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August 09, 2006 07:20 PM EDT --
To John Walter– fellow poet, writer, selfless teacher of the embracing of change and the unknown and - a friend.
Even when afflicted
Hands held out– not to . . .
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April 28, 2006 06:58 PM EDT --
"Winter Storm Warning"
late season complication
nature's toll - I paid
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October 22, 2009 04:38 PM EDT --
Note: I wrote this piece for anyone that has ever wanted to be seen for exactly who and what they are, even though that nakedness might cause them great pain on the journey toward honesty.
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March 25, 2006 04:48 PM EST --
He takes her there
amidst the trees
and ocean breeze
to find her soul missing
but even still
it harbors hope
for him - not her
Sadness lingers
where passion should
a fiery glow
off . . .
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April 01, 2006 01:47 AM EST --
Anyone want to have a little fun? Good. Me too. Have you ever played the game "What is there about?"? It kinda goes like this:
If you're with a group of people you . . .
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August 29, 2006 01:51 AM EDT --
Two lucid words urge
Two lonely souls near
Too much to ignore
Too little to fear
See below and peruse me
See below to gauge your need
See below to bring you close . . .
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November 18, 2007 06:26 AM EST --
Dedicated to my 4 sons, Jeremy, Brandon, Logan and Casey. May your search for your destiny, always lead you back to yourself. I can't think of a better place for you to be.
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March 22, 2008 08:54 PM EDT --
Note: Most of you know that I am not usually one to use my writing to make political statements, in-fact, I have never written such an article, other than a satirical piece called "A New . . .
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July 01, 2006 07:04 PM EDT --
Artist wrapped in black neoprene;
skin warmed by heated water, that lies between,
himself and suit's thermal embrace.
Floating there - drifting through,
a moving mass of . . .
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October 10, 2006 06:37 PM EDT --
Drifting in darkness next to a rusty moon. Briefly compressed and held as firmly in place as the air unseen beneath these steely wings. Swept away in passing flight - done with! . . .
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October 18, 2006 02:22 PM EDT --
I dreamt in mirrors last night. I dreamt of change and of old things. I dreamt of today, tomorrow and of months and years to come. I dreamt and reflections came back upon me, like . . .
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December 11, 2006 05:08 PM EST --
In appreciation to: Walt Whitman and the education he gave us while laying on leaves of grass:
"I believe in you my soul...the other I am must not abase itself to you, and you . . .
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