Personal Poetry

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Saturday, May 30, 2009

Keep the Faith

Keep 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... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, May 7, 2009

Sleep

Sleep 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... Sign in to see full entry.

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Time -- a love poem of discrete (or is that discreet) physics

Time 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 is... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Outcast Births

Outcast 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. Klapper Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, May 5, 2009

The Evolution Debate: A Confusion of Scopes

There 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... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, April 13, 2009

Aphorism

Aphorism It is simple in its difficulty and difficult in its simplicity. Such is Love. Copyright © 2009 by C. P. Klapper Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, April 4, 2009

Lost Thoughts

Lost 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... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Breakfast in Bed

Breakfast 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 Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, March 22, 2009

Alone

Alone There is in my heart a deep aloneness I feel with many, with few and with one That in all of the laughter, the song and the mirth There is the sadness I lack your company My thoughts are always that you would like this With my friends, you would definitely fit in Yet, without you, when I feel... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Love of Fountain

Love of Fountain The thin string of water Connecting the fountain to the pool Which ever binds in weakness To the spouting statue this basin fool Her casual sprinkling of wetness Is enough to tempt, enslave, seduce The sturdy base who sought her In each drop of her rain which flows through his... Sign in to see full entry.

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