http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/The title of this blog is a reference to "Doctor Zhivago".hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/618388Stillborn Love My love stillborn in the morning air I never drew its breath Through its eyes never saw the light of day But imaginings of the night A date postponed and then declined As other times rushed by While neither my love nor destiny Had their appointments kept So for destiny alone and...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/617245Teddy Bears As I settle down in my bed Alone in my room With the windows open wide With the waves of rain in my head Along with a breeze Then I pull close to my side A soft pillow which I then hug And think of my need For the comfortable squeeze For the what or who which I snug- gle through the...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/614338Keep the Faith The promise of that warm white gleam Which I saw in our first meeting Was shining through the clouds that seem To hang over every greeting As I hang back and stop each dating Since our time has not yet come Elaborate rituals of mating Delay the day of consum- Then while encouraging...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/610623Sleep I like to sleep And dreams Are better than TV As the cool wind blows over me The door knocking between close And nearly open to awakening But not having to, really Is it any less living Than unwanted working Tense to no purpose While the breeze massages My spirit in my body's sighs Whispers...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/610485Time Time was and is A sequence of events Here and there And nothing more Little things happen Between the ticks of the clock Many little things Make many little moves forth and back But were it all to stop There would be no time In the void of total rest -- And no one would notice But noticing...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/610306Outcast Births What if every child born to a world of ridicule or horror is a challenge to us all to love, to simply love? Copyright © 2009 by C. P. Klapperhttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/610286There is a fundamental misunderstanding that is driving this debate on both sides. It is a misunderstanding of scope. As a perhaps not quite aside, isn't it curious that the quintessential debate on the matter revolved around a schoolteacher named "Scopes"? With regards to the physical scope, the...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/606431Aphorism It is simple in its difficulty and difficult in its simplicity. Such is Love. Copyright © 2009 by C. P. Klapperhttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/604725Lost Thoughts Does anyone know Where the lost thoughts go When we slip the hold on our dreams? At the waking clock Do they hide like a sock Unmatched when we fold the wash? Or perhaps the sheep Without a peep Have pulled the wool o'er our eyes; With slumber most kind They stole from our mind And...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/PersonalPoetry/604131Breakfast in Bed I dream about you then wake to taste my dreams of you my serving of you which feeds my lust a breakfast of you in bed Copyright © 2009 by C. P. Klapper