POETRY by poetjpb

Wednesday, March 17, 2004

I spy a castle>>>

CASTLES Walking through meadows I spy a beautiful castle high upon a hill, with thick strong walls off in the distance. Approaching a dam, welling and swelling... I see brick walls, cracked and crumbling. The water restricted, needs to flow freely; it's stagnant, still and rotting. Slowly, silently,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, March 16, 2004

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU HAD AN ENCHANTED EVENING LIKE THIS?

SOME ENCHANTED EVENING NEW YEAR'S EVE APPLE VALLEY, 1987 I’m sitting here by the flickering firelight, glass of wine and an opera playing, “Cuse Fan Tute". The candles are lit; it’s quiet and peaceful, and Lindsay fell asleep on the beanbag. We’re having a quiet night at home. We ate a wonderful... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, March 15, 2004

Where do I begin and where do you end?

MARRIAGE Friendship, crisis, trials, children, birth Death, struggle, pain, bills, making up, faking it, casual kiss, how was your day? Years, tears, fighting, faults, forgive, mistakes, sharing, platonic, excitement, so much, sometimes too much, interwoven threads. Where do I begin? Where do you... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, March 14, 2004

LOVE AND CHOCOLATE???

LOVE AND CHOCOLATE Light, frothy, rich, heavy, multi-faceted, kind, bitter, aged, sweetening, shallow, deep, deeper, daring, soothing, nurturing, melted, bittersweet, kisses, eaten, drank, baked, poured, cooked, stirred, spilled, shared, given, never constant. Never satisfies the craving. Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, March 12, 2004

A VERY, VERY SHORT POEM I WROTE THAT I LOVE>>> IT'S SO ME....

VULNERABLE crumpled blue jeans lie lifeless pockets inside out exposed POETJPB Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, March 10, 2004

Angels

ANGELS Morning clouds drift away, taken by an ever so gentle breeze, the moving force changing scenery from pinks to orange. God breathes to clear the skies, in one sweeping gesture. I think of Heaven, shining streets radiant with reflections of angels. Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, March 9, 2004

EVER FELT LIKE YOU WERE GRINDING INTO THE GRITTY SAND?

SCULPTURE Sharped stones hewn at the edge of the ocean’s roar, shaping waves wash over, grinding them into the gritty floor. Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, March 8, 2004

HOW I HATE THE COOING OF BIRDS

HOLLOW RING God, how I hate the cooing of birds; how I hate that the world goes on. How can they sing and chirp while my pain is fresh and stinging? God, How I hate the sound of a ringing phone reminding me how empty I feel; I still reach for it expecting her voice to talk about everything--nothing,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, March 5, 2004

FOR PEOPLE WHO HATE QUADRATIC EQUATIONS>>>

QUADRATIC EQUATIONS As my tutor drones on, quickly shoving my books into a canvas bag; I dash out into fresh air, needing to escape the pressure mounting. Walking around the lake, the 1:00 breeze holds me; the breeze, my only friend shores me up. Gentle winds guide me back to my car where I lay my... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, March 3, 2004

THE SCREAM IS NOT RELEASED>>>>>>>>>>

~ Travel from a place of grief to love, laughter, and spiritual healing. My collection of poetry reflects the human adventure of joy, pain, love, loss, the search for sanity and serenity we all face in life's journey. SILENT SCREAM I feel this enormous fear rising, gnawing at my heart like a hungry... Sign in to see full entry.

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