Tag: mindful poetry
member name: JOHN BECK
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March 24, 2009 11:30 PM EDT --
Gardening nourishes body and soul.
Sweet corn and cantaloup, cucumber vines,
Radishes, carrots and beans on a pole,
Daffodils, tulips and red columbines.
Sweet corn and cantaloup, . . .
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May 11, 2009 08:53 AM EDT --
We danced until the dawn devoured the dark
While drums and music ruled our glide and sway
We swirled and dipped and bowed and held and touched
The music danced . . .
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February 04, 2009 10:46 PM EST --
Please won’t you feed me now?
My life depends on you.
And I recall your vow.
How can you just allow
The burrs and matting too?
Please won’t you brush me now?
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September 22, 2009 07:00 AM EDT --
Bottle gentian
Attention to
Mention autumn
Each September
Remember dogs
Spread burdock seeds
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October 26, 2009 10:49 PM EDT --
Utopia?
She wonders
Since her death
Could this really be
Heaven?
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September 23, 2009 06:00 AM EDT --
Forty seven
Year adventure
Heaven sent her.
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November 02, 2009 03:10 AM EST --
Astonishingly benevolent collaboration
Defined effective fraternity generosity.
Heueristic ingenuity juxtaposed kindness
Lavished manifestly not only pecuniary,
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November 05, 2009 07:31 AM EST --
Always being confrontational
Despite every friendly gesture,
Her innate jealousy
Kindled little meaningful nurturance
Or propitious quality response. . . .
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April 15, 2009 07:02 AM EDT --
Garden
Soil and compost
With sunshine and rainfall
Nurtures the plants and soothes my soul.
God’s gift.
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April 20, 2009 06:02 PM EDT --
Tell me
What I can do
To make you understand
That what I can do for you is
Listen.
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June 07, 2009 07:58 AM EDT --
I wandered aimlessly for hours
Not knowing how to say, “Goodbye”.
The thought occurred to send you flowers.
I wandered aimlessly for hours
I tried to muster . . .
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July 08, 2009 07:42 PM EDT --
OK, this is just a fun experiment with the form. Definitions seem to vary. In some, the repeating second line ending is a word or phrase, in some a syllable. Likewise the first couplet . . .
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September 22, 2009 12:42 AM EDT --
Incredible
Syllable play
Noble poet
Words well woven
Tell adventure
Even visions
Lines with meter
Won't deter from
Sweeter slumber. . . .
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October 03, 2009 07:46 PM EDT --
OK. I didn't record it. Maybe someday. Anyway, here's my first attempt:
I am spirit Mishe-Mokwa
Once a noble, peaceful black bear
Thriving on Great Spirit’s . . .
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March 07, 2009 09:05 AM EST --
Susan Bunig challenged us with this poetry form. Although a terza rima can have lines of any length, some are written in iambic pentameter as I have here, in which case the lines must be of equal . . .
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May 09, 2009 09:20 AM EDT --
Beloved of Cepheus, Queen Cassiopeia fair
Bore the lovely Andromeda, apple of Perseus’ eye
And all are immortalized high in their patterns of stars
Unmistakable “W” drawn . . .
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June 07, 2009 09:49 AM EDT --
At home I see the Milky Way
In town I see the lonely Moon.
The city folk can never say
At night I see the Milky Way.
While smoke and dust pollute by day
Unneeded . . .
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November 30, 2009 06:16 AM EST --
Almost because I used the cop-out of using the "x" sound instead of the first letter.
Actually Benjamin called Darla every Friday
Giving her intimate, juicy knowledge
Leaning . . .
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August 04, 2009 11:44 PM EDT --
There’s William Dotani the writer
And few that I know who are brighter.
He writes for the sounds
And the meaning astounds
Whether deep subject matter or lighter.
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August 05, 2009 08:48 AM EDT --
Our Cathi’s been called “Sugar Plum”
Because she’s as sweet as they come!
To promote Michael Yan
She does all she can
Even when the response is “Ho, . . .
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