<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/PersonalPoetry"><title>Personal Poetry - Blogit</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/</link><description>The title of this blog is a reference to "Doctor Zhivago".</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/634150" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/631503" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/631287" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/631150" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/631048" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/630926" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/630782" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/630521" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/630219" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/630080" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/634150"><title>My last flyer of this campaign (Assembly District 18 focus)</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/634150</link><description>The following is the text of a campaign flyer I distributed around the neighborhood last night. Maybe it will gain me a few votes: Take this with you into the polls to write in Carl Peter Klapper for Assembly District 18 and remember why he is needed in Trenton... The Klapper Solution to the...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/631503"><title>Hail to the Big ( a satirical response to a news item)</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/631503</link><description>In the interest of equal time for an opposing view to that espoused in the “Obama song” that the children of an elementary school in Burlington, New Jersey were made to sing and to seize the opportunity of a “teachable moment” in American civics, I have written alternative lyrics that these...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/631287"><title>The Honky-Bonk Bar</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/631287</link><description>The Honky-Bonk Bar The sounds were strange for this part of town The voices born far too north for their sake The women loose in their glistening pale skin For any red-necked male on the make I was out of place and unaroused Uninterested in their rituals to mate But couldn't help seeing, as I...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/631150"><title>The Crickets</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/631150</link><description>The Crickets Sleep the day Into the throbbing night When crickets will not stop And peace, however slight, Cannot arise Nor poke its slender head Between their waving chirps And call the weary world To its rest “You should have slept at noon”, The busy insects say, “Rested with us in the heat;...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/631048"><title>Whisperings</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/631048</link><description>Whisperings To have someone to hold And to whisper in her ear The secrets of the ages As the winds of winter near To hold each other private From the public world's fear Hold on to each shared word As a treasure none more dear To privately enjoy The pleasures of her hair As it drapes with silken...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/630926"><title>Chess</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/630926</link><description>Chess Success and Failure Winner and Loser The pawns of life are pushed. One pawn takes another Out of the game for lust or death. A bishop can take many others But does this befit a man of the cloth? Then the gallant knight in his steed Leaps and turns over barriers of men To take the queen of...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/630782"><title>Taxes</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/630782</link><description>Taxes Taxes Of one kind or another Is the theme of this week Whether getting caught up On business filings For my as yet unprofitable Not non-profit company The federal government fishing For some revenue To bail the ship of state Sinking in a sea of debt Or today's smaller ship The township of...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/630521"><title>The Rushing Never Fruitful</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/630521</link><description>The Rushing Never Fruitful The rushing never fruitful In its speed from here to there Makes there so much more distant And this place never here Yet one must be both here and there At some points in the day But now we cannot walk it Must take the faster horse Or, horseless, ride a fast machine...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/630219"><title>Gubernatorial Debate</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/630219</link><description>Gubernatorial Debate with apologies to Coleridge and albatrosses Boxes, boxes everywhere And from questions do they shrink Boxes, boxes everywhere Nor outside of any would they think Copyright © 2009 by C. P. Klapper</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/630080"><title>Sarah Who Serves</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/630080</link><description>Sarah Who Serves Oh, Sarah, your eyes Dance Seductively in my mind Leaving me helpless To their call To strip my heart Naked before you Vulnerable Vanquished If I look up Locking eyes In captivity to you But I am afraid I only glance Taste your smile Which feeds me through the day The week, the...</description></item></rdf:RDF>