Tag: poem
member name: Kristen D.
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October 05, 2007 12:53 PM EDT --
PRISONER
by: Kristen D.
Marooned in loneliness
Alone
with only the toneless drone
of my woebegone thoughts
Prone to erroneous ways
Imprisoned in guilt
for actions uncondoned
unsanctioned . . .
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August 17, 2007 03:20 PM EDT --
APE in my DrAPEs
There's an APE - yes, an APE
hiding in my drAPEs!
I can see his hulking shAPE
cowering in my wake.
For his cAPErs he will pay -
and my wrath he'll not escAPE. . . .
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August 10, 2007 10:56 AM EDT --
*** BAREBACK ***
Brandy guides Abraham
out of the barn
into a barrage of sunlight
brandishing reins
of braided leather and brass
knees em brace the barreled . . .
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October 12, 2007 03:42 PM EDT --
Peter and Penelope
by: Kristen D.
Peter Piper and Penelope Putnam
To the deputy judge do go
With prized possessions put out
To impute the "best in show".
The deputy . . .
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July 06, 2007 03:46 PM EDT --
Four Belles
by: Kristen D.
Michelle, Estelle, Gabrielle, and Nell
were lovely, well-bred, intelligent belles.
But each one fell, pell-mell under spells
excellently woven by mellifluous . . .
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October 19, 2007 01:26 PM EDT --
Birds on Par ade
by: Kristen D.
Rap hael's a par tment
views a par adise scene
of a photog rap hic par k
on Par aguay Street. . . .
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October 26, 2007 03:04 PM EDT --
Win ter Win d
By: Kristen D.
Win ter win ds blo win g
No sign of slo win g
Icy fingers ent win ed
Round the trees they win d
Allo win g . . .
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November 02, 2007 04:02 PM EDT --
J ere miad
J ere miah ling ere d, pond ere d in rev ere nce
the b ere aved confr ere c ere moniously gath ere d -
sinc ere . . .
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June 07, 2007 01:35 PM EDT --
A Startling Departure
by: Kristen D.
Carter was smart - a martial arts master
But though a fine stalwart
Could not thwart disaster
One day as he charted his path to the mini-mart . . .
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May 27, 2007 02:03 AM EDT --
Remembering the Others
Rows of white crosses
on lush fields of green
with small waving flags
to decorate the scene
To remember our soldiers
and remember them well
for their blood paid . . .
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