<?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/YPunday28"><title>Forms in Poetry (traditional and non-traditional) - Blogit</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/YPunday28/</link><description>Attempting the Sonnet - neither Donne, nor Shakespeare or Petrarch. 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In projecting blame man and his ilk have perpetuated sin. II My theme goes further: without changing gender My hero,...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/YPunday28/541044"><title>haiku and other sunshine through the clouds over Rev. Wright</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/YPunday28/541044</link><description>http://cache.gettyimages.com/xc/sb10064938c-001.jpg?v=1&amp;c=CFW&amp;k=2&amp;d=945615F327018FDE6ECF2AC03DA4E4E0C8CEFD8943FE7C95C7631F868A8C7D54 HAIKU #1 church leaders speak out - we discriminate: God's men... Wright not wrong twice. POEM: IS WRIGHT WRONG? he speaks, claims he will minister after November...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/YPunday28/540571"><title>SEEING, not LOOKING</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/YPunday28/540571</link><description>POEM: LOOKING without SEEING when April clouds and showers pelt and flow buds, birds and weeds quickly grow do you see the sun glowing on the horizon? when life's ingratitudes snowball all one's reputation with friends and siblings fall do you see at all, the peach blossoms you own? after...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/YPunday28/539820"><title>In places LEAVES r rich green.Elsewhere tiny buds R ready to explode.Birds</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/YPunday28/539820</link><description>have nested in my balcony, but there have been some casualties. The mourning doves, the common smooth light brown, beady eyed, friends, return to my plant pot every year. So, here is my poem and haiku (in reverse order): HAIKU Mom and Pa Finch nest raise four new purple finches Sparrow... I fail...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/YPunday28/535997"><title>Haiku and the seasons blessings</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/YPunday28/535997</link><description>http://www.carrollvalley.org/OurViewCarrollValley/spring.jpg HAIKU #1 when magnolia burst spring cannot retreat; hope skips to ev'ry color HAIKU #2 mondo grass and teas add weight to the sun we escape winter</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/YPunday28/535372"><title>For Cee&amp;Shelly (LadyC/Carole, Pelagus &amp; Sam 444) GOD MADE U FOR PEACE &amp; LUV</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/YPunday28/535372</link><description>GOD MADE WOMEN FOR PEACE AND LOVE On the radio, a faltering female voice pleading for racial peace and dignity reminding me of what I adore in friends - right here, at least a trio, Holy Trinity I know I must get over my Mom's passing Hovering around my half century mark Why should I saddle...</description></item></rdf:RDF>