Tag: poetry
member name: HGM Moya Goatley
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April 18, 2006 07:24 PM EDT --
I've been away for a few days, visiting my daughter and granddaughter. They live not far from Stonehenge in a tiny cottage with a stream running by one side of a triangular shaped garden. . . .
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December 18, 2006 10:00 AM EST --
Oh! so elusive,
Butterfly-like, you escape
My grasp, poetry
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December 29, 2006 05:42 AM EST --
Radio burbles.
She cannot catch the words...but
She is not alone.
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November 19, 2006 01:52 PM EST --
Many hours I've spent
Seeking my inner Shakespeare,
Alas! sleeping still.
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December 22, 2006 05:20 AM EST --
Gather, a perfect,
Safe haven for those at heart
Reclusitory.
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March 13, 2007 06:39 PM EDT --
Why am I so proud of my daughter?
The reason is as plain as can be.
Instead of the housework she had to do
She wrote and read a poem to me.
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April 14, 2006 06:19 PM EDT --
Evening cloudscape
Of castles and cathedrals
In roseate glow.
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June 02, 2006 02:31 PM EDT --
A West Indian friend of mine told me a story and said "there girl, ya make a poem o' dat". I did -
My God! She ill. Dat bad.
She me bes' friend ya know
If I don't . . .
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April 17, 2007 06:11 PM EDT --
Two trees stand on the sward of green,
Lending beauty to their backdrop
Of the university,
White buildings against a blue sky,
A clear sky vaulting the beauties
Of nature and of man’s design. . . .
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July 14, 2006 12:46 PM EDT --
There's so much to do,
The world is tattered and torn -
I'll sew your button.
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January 30, 2007 05:53 AM EST --
Quietly listen
To the gentle susurration
Of the sea on strand
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April 12, 2006 03:12 PM EDT --
"What's the HPH,
Haiku per hour" she queried,
"As you drive along"?
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April 13, 2006 03:24 AM EDT --
The cherry trees,
The Barbies of the plant world,
Bloom pretty in pink.
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April 19, 2006 09:37 AM EDT --
Scene from the Hill-top;
Hamlets dotted amidst fields,
Lace-edged with gorses.
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March 19, 2006 11:55 AM EST --
1. Down The act of lowering (10)
I used to do crosswords.
That was before my brain grew soggy with tears, before
the me I used to be faded far away leaving only an echo of previous laughter.
1. Down. . . .
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April 11, 2006 07:10 AM EDT --
My propensity
Is to be the optimist,
Yours, to see the dark.
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March 01, 2007 08:32 AM EST --
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February 16, 2006 01:09 PM EST --
Gold in my garden
Gleaming through grey winter's gloom
Spring's harbinger - gorse
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February 18, 2006 08:12 PM EST --
Like vapour I shall go
Into eternity's mists,
Fade, fade quite away.
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April 12, 2006 01:25 PM EDT --
Write Haiku just right.
Count sylables as I write.
Suits pedantic me.
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