Tag: inspired
group name: mydirtylaundry
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May 28, 2008 02:18 AM EDT --
X-marked spot
The yellow tape, taut and rigid, cordons the place.
Hush has a sound of it and is colored in gray.
Crows and curious men flocking to peep in,
Face the dark smell . . . more
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May 30, 2008 08:39 AM EDT --
A story turned into a poetry
Like spiders they weave a web. The incidents.
The spring on your garden and the girl who
Lives on selling flesh are meeting somewhere
At some point, . . . more
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May 31, 2008 10:13 AM EDT --
This is the result of some dream rising inside after a quarrel with a friend who has importance enough to cause bleeding. At night I dream of a fight and that I am left bleeding at a desert. . . . more
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June 02, 2008 07:54 AM EDT --
( This is some body else's dream. Yes, as i explore through the unknown world of dreams of my known individuals, I face this dream seen by a lady living a hard city life and working . . . more
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June 23, 2008 11:09 AM EDT --
Change (open the window)
"Open the window."
Someone inside says.
Hands tremble and stop.
The non-habituated windows sound of rust.
The streaks of light those
Are used . . . more
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July 01, 2008 09:44 AM EDT --
The Longest Bridge
The longest bridge is the one
built between two human hearts.
The water streams under is cold, dark, distant.
those eyes of two human look . . . more
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July 30, 2008 08:54 AM EDT --
Cat eyes
She is in a mood
as she comes today,
sits in this tepid bed.
The mystic eyes sparkle,
a clear message,
“Do not come near”.
You bow
to this ancient animal
who . . . more
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June 03, 2008 11:14 AM EDT --
The four musicians in a field
( to Alison and the band)
A note has touched the cloud, just now.
A bird has stopped over thinking
it may find another of its kind.
. . . more
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June 04, 2008 07:52 AM EDT --
Purple sky(in my head)
Purple sky. Leaves have just turned dark
From the golden. Eyes never tire.
This time they come for medicines,
Close the windows of the gray asylum.
. . . more
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June 07, 2008 04:12 AM EDT --
The black, the white
( to the drawing by Shirley U Understand Me)
The white, akin to the silence
that falls when she has put on sleep
is spread on the eternity, soft. . . . more
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June 12, 2008 01:13 PM EDT --
Hurt
An unfamiliar breathing
strange is its rhythm. Unstable.
Is it oxygen for life that
is taken in through his organs?
He cannot be sure at this point.
Grievous . . . more
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June 22, 2008 02:12 AM EDT --
Dark glasses
A lazy sky almost falls on his head.
Tunnels of light move through his small planet.
The explosion of mixed flower's color,
(How much . . . more
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June 27, 2008 07:50 AM EDT --
Hope? What is it to her?
She presses the top of her walking stick
as if it is the "hope", personified.
Count the number of the thud of its strokes
on the gravel path . . . more
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July 10, 2008 09:17 AM EDT --
Inanimately together
It has an inanimate friendship
with the old walking stick.
The friend, the dark brown stick
is always there. After a death
in the family there is nobody . . . more
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July 11, 2008 08:05 AM EDT --
Blue boat, red boat
( To the Kathryn's picture)
Don't go, blue and red boats.
Summer is not yet over for this guy.
He is drinking through his senses
the shapeless summer . . . more
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June 06, 2008 02:57 AM EDT --
The tree
The tree that has opted for an escape from spring
Stands forlorn, in the midst of the greens frolicking.
Waiting only for its favorite bird to come
Tugging down small . . . more
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June 10, 2008 07:21 AM EDT --
Home
"Boys. Oh, boys." She tells.
The bouts of cough in between.
The few of her pictures
Resting on the table with
A short leg. Sepia.
A cup of tea long past its
. . . more
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June 11, 2008 10:20 AM EDT --
Story so old (weathercock tells)
The weathercock at the top of the old steeple
Knows a little about the reasons she stands here
At this time of a summer day.
She turns her head to . . . more
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June 18, 2008 10:56 AM EDT --
A wall full of you { Wednesday Gather essential}
A wall of thoughts is between us.
The singing rain whistles at you,
a woman, complete and you swing
with wind's . . . more
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June 19, 2008 08:54 AM EDT --
A snippet on an afternoon
Chirping in a mango trove,
lazy afternoon
is in an exploit to pass time.
more
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