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Paintings . In words and colors. Landscapes – new and old. Paintings by other artists. I am the one you saw writhing on the road that night. You passed me by without a single crinkle on your forehead. Few boys who thought speed was fun, had hit me and fled. Left me without remorse or any knowledge of my death. Odd things flash when you draw those last weak breaths. I wish I had that last cup of tea that morning. I wish I had looked at my home one last time. But I was on my way to being brain-dead. You ar...
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Paintings . In words and colors. Landscapes – new and old. Paintings by other artists. I am the one you saw writhing on the road that night. You passed me by without a single crinkle on your forehead. Few boys who thought speed was fun, had hit me and fled. Left me without remorse or any knowledge of my death. Odd things flash when you draw those last weak breaths. I wish I had that last cup of tea that morning. I wish I had looked at my home one last time. But I was on my way to being brain-dead. Eventu...
Secrets. | poetryincolors
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Paintings . In words and colors. Landscapes – new and old. Paintings by other artists. The dainty dream heard the dawn’s footsteps and paled. She clung to the bars of the lashes to hold them together. But they flew open. And the dream vanished in the bright light of reality. ). I got the date wrong. Today is 3/4/2013.). This entry was posted on April 3, 2013 by poetryincolors. It was filed under Life. April 3, 2013 at 11:19 am. Thank you so much for liking it! April 4, 2013 at 2:36 pm. You have to find t...
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Paintings . In words and colors. Landscapes – new and old. Paintings by other artists. 8220;For though they know,. The rattle of bound ankles;. They have never heard,. Such sorrow before,. This pounding, this beating down the floor,. All night, of feet in chains.” Agha Shahid Ali. October 13, 2012 Categories: Spines. He was the painter for the night,. His canvas – her spine. Too blank, too bright,. All of her – to define. October 11, 2012 Categories: Spines. The body is a mask. But the shell is shiny-.
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Paintings . In words and colors. Landscapes – new and old. Paintings by other artists. The sound of your green glass bangles was the first thing I heard in the morning. The rolling pin making your wrist an instrument. And the music swirled in the bowl of milk. You would wave with fear neatly swept by your radiant face. I was the third child, why did you share your sadness with me? The sunbeams would shoot rainbows whenever they collided with your nose-pin. I thought that’s how rainbows were made. Leave a...
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Ecclesiastic Poetry
Saturday, April 24, 2010. Today, she asked her: Why do I always go into fixing mode when a person displays anger? She said to her, who had just been she: "Just notice it; just notice it. And stop the reaction.". Therein the litany of stones creates new meaning. Therein, words that used to were can only was. There, here, I crouch around for it, I believe in it. And she doesn't have to do it alone. In my experience, God is always there,. Truly always been there,. But then, when I met my own missionaries,.
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Just another WordPress.com site. Ladislav Klíma: Sus triumphans. February 21, 2012. Originál, jedna z nepodstatnějších statí z povídky L.Klímy “Sus triumphans”. Zuříme-li proti společnosti obyčejných lidí, kterou nazýváš sviní , nezuříme tím proti sobě? Ničíme-li společenský pořádek, nepodkopáváme si sami půdu pod nohama? Vznik velkých lidí není odvislý od daření se společnosti malých? Není kultura odvislá od zachování společenského pořádku? 8221; zvolal Eugenio, “my ho neuvedeme v nepořádek! 8221; excla...
Poetry in Color
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I usually write in Marathi and Hindi Languages. This is an effort to project something in English to become available to more people under the sun. Saturday, November 1, 2008. Get converted to pain. Why should I always give. 160;remains the question . Why can't life be. The more I think. The more I get crazy. The pain remains active. And more I get lazy. To rescue me from here? And make the things clear? We keep on blowing. 160; Tushar Joshi, Nagpur. It takes very few words,. To get connected .
poetryincolors | Paintings . In words and colors.
Paintings . In words and colors. Landscapes – new and old. Paintings by other artists. I am the one you saw writhing on the road that night. You passed me by without a single crinkle on your forehead. Few boys who thought speed was fun, had hit me and fled. Left me without remorse or any knowledge of my death. Odd things flash when you draw those last weak breaths. I wish I had that last cup of tea that morning. I wish I had looked at my home one last time. But I was on my way to being brain-dead. Eventu...
Painted Poetry
Marți, 5 ianuarie 2010. Nu lasati globurile si beteala uitate pe-un raft in restul anului. dorinta mea este ca fiecare zi sa o traiesc in sarbatoare. La multi ani! Marți, ianuarie 05, 2010. Vineri, 12 iunie 2009. Poezia de mai jos, ca si multe dintre cele postate pe blog, a fost scrisa cu o "cheie". Clau. M-a rugat sa scriu niste versuri pornind de la cuvantul "pisicuta" si iata ce a iesit. Daca va place jocul, scrieti-mi "cheia":). Soare plin si lenevie,. Doi ochi mici scanteietori. Si-o blanita aramie,.
PoetryInCommon
We are each singular, but poetry can reach between us and create a collaboration of meaning by writer and reader. I hope to move my poems off the bookshelf and into everyday living. Please feel free to copy, quote, and use them as you like, acknowledging the author. For return visitors, asterisks will lead you to new poems. Text Betsy Hearne, Photograph Elizabeth Claffey. Updated 2/10/13.
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Frank Oden | Performance Poet | Poetry In Concert
Frank Oden Performance Poet Poetry In Concert. Full Bio and Media. Frank Oden is a vivid presence in front of an orchestra.laugh out loud funny. A great melding of music, story, comedy, tragedy, verse and character.". Adam Flatt, Music Director, Newport Symphony. Modern Halloween events may emphasize violence and gore, but Frank Oden's vision is classic spooky fun by way of Poe, Karloff, EC Comics and 1960's trick-or-treating. In. Dan Kellogg, Composer,. But the mixup isn't discovered until the show is u...
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