Tag: poetry
member name: Sandy F.
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July 16, 2007 06:45 PM EDT --
Japanese Tanka Poetry Form
syllable count first line-5, second line-7, third line-5, fourth line-7, fifth line-7.
first two lines plus third line = nature
third line plus last two . . .
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November 30, 2007 07:44 PM EST --
Poetry
Music from the Heart
So much depends upon
words
set in motion
a comma here,
a dash-- there.
So much depends upon
feelings
held in check
a tear there
a sigh here.
So much . . .
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November 30, 2007 08:04 PM EST --
Mid Summer Night
I wake to darkness
moonlight shining silver through
a cool window pane
Rarified Lunch
Fresh tomatoes sliced
red rose in a drinking glass
cup of cool water
Night . . .
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November 30, 2007 07:19 PM EST --
Wait! Oh, wait just one moment, she said.
I so wanted to dance a bit more.
The clock struck and she ran
losing a shoe and
unfinished dances
kisses untasted.
That waltz music sang in her . . .
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March 01, 2008 06:48 PM EST --
"I gave them to my housekeeper," my mother says.
She is eighty and frail.
"Those old green beads of mine, the earrings too.
You never wear earrings."
A small thing, yet it . . .
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January 19, 2008 08:31 PM EST --
A STALINGRAD REQUIEM
For My Historian Friend
I have seen history only through your eyes.
Its drums have pounded death into my head.
I have watched a billion soldiers die,
Yet . . .
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January 31, 2008 03:37 PM EST --
Here's a poem I'm still working on: too wordy, unclear what is being said, needs focus. Too many "I" beginnings, the "I should" repetition is distracting.
Rough . . .
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February 02, 2008 09:40 PM EST --
The path they may have walked
is slippery with the late-spring snow.
My feet move on new clover ~ edged in ice
so like my heart ~ remembering
frightened children crying in the dark. . . .
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November 11, 2007 07:45 PM EST --
Slow Winter Rain on Veteran's Day 2007
Slow winter rain falling from the sky
Falling from my eyes as I remember my dad
The only one I ever had, just a picture on the wall . . .
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December 23, 2008 04:22 PM EST --
If dreams of paradise should come
and put reality aside,
How will the hope of years abide
Within our hearts, or whispers of humdrum
Existance fail to be forgotten . . .
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August 12, 2007 04:49 PM EDT --
These two poems were written yesterday when I was supposed to be editing my book. I think the reason is self-explanitory.
Undue Influence
Morning sun in bright lines reflects . . .
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December 09, 2007 03:54 PM EST --
My Christmas Wish
One year, if time is kind to me,
I'd like to decorate a tree for Christmas
Resplendent with all the things that never break
Nor fall, . . .
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March 23, 2008 02:04 PM EDT --
In Frijoles Canyon
Anasazi cliff dwelling ruins
An ancient wind blows
across Puye Cliffs
whispering in the piles . . .
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May 22, 2009 10:40 AM EDT --
This is my dad riding a horse he trained. He was twenty and it was 1939 when this picture was taken.
This is the weekend I honor my father's sacrifice in 1944. So many no longer . . .
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January 07, 2008 08:34 PM EST --
In the fading light
of this winter day, I unpack
the first of many boxes
returned after seven years.
The pictures grab me
by the throat, a weak
sound emerges unwelcome, . . .
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May 17, 2009 06:41 PM EDT --
I
A Dog Instead
I thought, after a car took Trouble out
and failing kidneys finished Snoopy II,
That a big dog might be easier.
But loving us for ten years was too much
for even a German . . .
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December 15, 2007 09:29 PM EST --
A rocking chair, just three year old size, plays Silent Night as it slowly rocks.
A big blue Spruce, topped with angel in white and soft warm light,
silver tinsel, shining bright, clear . . .
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July 16, 2007 06:08 PM EDT --
sandstone reaches up
from man's hoarded water tank
agony rising
to meet the knowing gazes
of men with purer intent
broken Anasazi hearts
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