Tag: friends
group name: poetsnewandold
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January 03, 2009 03:28 AM EST --
As I sit here watching you
Do all the things that you do
I am overwhelmed with the feeling
Of just how much I love you
Not because of any gifts you bring
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July 17, 2008 01:51 AM EDT --
Fake Friend!
You were my best friend since our sixth year;
we shared everything; hopes dreams and life's tears.
I thought it would always be this way,
except we'd grow closer someday. . . .
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January 01, 2009 08:05 PM EST --
I understand my friend
I was there too
I walked a similar path
And know what fear can do
While it's true each circumstance
Will not be exactly the same . . .
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October 11, 2007 01:35 PM EDT --
When I was in Nevada visiting, I made friends with a Papillon pooch, rescued by Gorgeous Gabby having been an abused pup. This was the outcome of our meeting.
A Papillon Pooch
A papillon . . .
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May 21, 2007 11:43 PM EDT --
I said
The wrong thing today.
Let me explain:
I went shopping
With my friends.
All the ladies we were,
All at the mall.
They tried on clothes.
They bought all kinds of clothes.
I've . . .
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November 26, 2008 07:12 PM EST --
May your Thanksgiving be blessed
with family and friends,
with love overflowing,
with joy that never ends.
May good health follow you;
May peace light your . . .
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March 01, 2008 04:10 AM EST --
'And now for something different.' I always have loved hearing this to signify a new scene in Monty Python. Growing up in the 50's and 60's was like having a treasure trove of constant . . .
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December 19, 2007 03:36 PM EST --
A POW/PPOW CHRISTMAS PARTY
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November 28, 2007 12:02 AM EST --
Night out with the girls, the smile on your face
Hides the pain in your heart, but, I know it is there
One lost soul in a group of eight, whose life is falling apart
A secret shared . . .
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January 13, 2008 07:57 PM EST --
I've got to clean out my closets
too many sorry's lingering there.
Just today heard from one who
now wants to clear up the air.
What? A so called friend
who just faded out of my view . . .
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September 11, 2008 01:03 AM EDT --
You are the ray of light in my dusty sky.
Some days your're the only reason I don't cry.
At other times you'd best believe,
You're the reason I remember to breathe.
Spending time . . .
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April 27, 2007 07:34 AM EDT --
Those who know me, or I should say knew me before Gather, know that I was pretty much a loner. Oh I could make friends at work, but seldom did I socialize much away from the workplace. . . .
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July 08, 2007 05:56 PM EDT --
I was thinking today about a couple of my connections that are no longer on Gather, and I remembered that I had written a poem back in January about some of my gather friends. I had no memory of who I . . .
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August 04, 2007 10:27 AM EDT --
Friendz
I just heard
Jean Toomer was friends with Gurdjeff, and
Desi Arnaz was friends with Al Capone jr., and
Sinatra was . . .
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September 16, 2007 07:26 PM EDT --
Under the eaves
of the weather-worn gazebo
she whispered secrets
with hidden meanings
I was meant to decode.
The words tickled my ear,
flitting against the skin
like a moth's fragile wings.
Never . . .
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May 04, 2008 03:20 PM EDT --
There are days when love just isn't enough
And I get lost in the muck of other stuff,
When little stones become ten feet tall
And puddles don't have a bottom at all.
There are days when . . .
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May 16, 2007 11:22 AM EDT --
Although I wasn't tagged, I wrote this poem as an affirmation of my positive qualities I'm grateful for. Before Gamblers Anonymous I never thought I could tolerate myself much less love . . .
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July 13, 2007 10:07 AM EDT --
It has been months now since the love of your life
Fell to his knees in death, when no one was watching
He was too young, too loud, and too stubborn
It simply could not be happening, to you and all . . .
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December 06, 2007 04:22 PM EST --
There is a man from South Africa
Who danced while using an abacus
Now some people say he did this all day
And also ate Vegemite sandwiches
There is a man from South Africa
Who slept in . . .
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April 05, 2008 02:28 PM EDT --
I'm new to this poetry game. Yes, I have thought about having plastic surgery to have my nose point skyward, but fear some might insist I stop drinking Guinness beer and forego my belief in Leprechauns. . . .
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