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zoller
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This poem and the following poem ("What Speaks") explore the experience of love and matters of the spirit. My primal need is to. Love and be loved,. To be kissed under the moon. And to let its light fill the room. While I feed berries to my lover. I want to hear music while we. I want to walk in light all night. As we sleep in a spoon of dream,. As our spirits sip from a cup. Of desire. So simple -. To let the spirit slide into this cloud. Of blue music, this halo of energy. From god who loves us. As I o...
kelley
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This poem by Maggie Kelley reflects her feelings about driving away from Tulsa, her childhood hometown, and her relatives there, and returning to her home and immediate family in Ohio:. THE FINGERS OF MY EYES. The Fingers of my Eyes. Reach out to tremble feathers of grass at road's edge. Reach out to travel tree-lined horizons. Reach out to trace white wisps of sky-breath. The Fingers of my Eyes. Reach back to touch the faces of those I love,. Of those I left behind. Five hundred miles,. A sweet night air.
szarnyu
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An Online Poetry Journal. Is the Hungarian word for "winged." It is pronounced "SARN-yoo," with the "SARN" rhyming with the English "barn." There is something akin to flying in poetry. A poem transports us to another place, another reality, another perspective, another feeling. And it is often as illusive as a bird in flight. Click here to go directly to the poetry table of contents: poems. Or click on the poet you would like to read: Miles Flansburg. The High Calling of Poetry. The Dialogues of Plato.
ktomshany
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This poem by Kristal Tomshany reflects the high plains of the Oklahoma Panhandle where she grew up and still returns to see her family . . . and reflects the landscape of love and the human spirit as well. The weight of my being. Is suspended between heaven and earth,. Fully borne, held up impossibly by. Thin, interlocking spirals of charcoal,. Grey, gold and ochre. Oscillating tightly,. Each curl clings to the memory of itself. In the midst of this endless, sweeping gale. Rooted chords vibrate my depths.
Richard Higgs
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Richard sent this poem recently via email, and his only comment, besides thanking us for sharing a dinner with them, was "see attached." However, I will tell you this much: At that dinner mentioned earlier, Richard had told us a story about what happened "one warm and sunny afternoon" that was most unusual and surprising to him. The poem below comes from that story. ONE WARM AND SUNNY AFTERNOON. Because he was a child. He understood the world. And then without warning. The tree in the ditch trembled.
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2011 január 11., kedd. Kép forrása: lia-amalia.blogspot.com. Még mindig javíthatatlanul várom a virágokat, a színeket, az illatokat. Zenében már rátaláltam! Http:/ www.youtube.com/watch? Nem lett link, nekem az valahogy sose jön össze.). 2011 január 4., kedd. Minden ember természetes igénye az alkotás. Hisz alkotni valamit, a semmiből létrehozni bármit, ami abban a. Formában addig nem létezett, lénye. Gében maga a teremtés. Ma reggelre újra fehérbe öltözött minden. A zúzmara apró kristályainak köszön...
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2013 október 28., hétfő. Második turnus Nyílt napja. Először is köszönjük mindenkinek, aki eljött a nyílt napra, meg azoknak is, akik lélekben voltak velünk! Reggel már mindenki nagyon be volt zsongva, nagyon vártuk a vendégeket. Reggeli után előkészítettük a kenyérlángoshoz a tésztát (a fiatalok dagasztották) és a különböző ízesítésű tejfölöket. A padláson a csapat közösen tartott egy előadást a vendégeknek arról, hogy miket csináltunk a táborban, ki mit tanult és milyen munkálatokat végzett. Nagyon hál...
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An Online Journal of Art, Poetry, and Creative Expression. Tom Tomshany, Editor. Is the Hungarian word for "winged." It is pronounced "SARN-yoo," with the "SARN" rhyming with the English "barn." There is something akin to flying in poetry. A poem transports us to another place, another reality, another perspective, another feeling, as illusive as a bird in flight. New poems continue to come in, unpredictably. Who can account for the genesis of a poem? It's like asking, How did Life start? Poems seem to m...
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