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group name: darkerendskies
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November 21, 2008 09:11 AM EST --
Rainbow competetion writing
Gray particles move
The dusts of thought settle on top
of the bleak table strewed with scraps.
Look at the window, the gray sky
can be seen like an old . . .
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November 20, 2008 08:54 AM EST --
Telescope
Blue is blending into blue, indigo,
heliotrope; ancient stars are melting
together into the ultimate formless.
A night through this telescope rekindles . . .
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August 07, 2008 09:42 AM EDT --
A ctress
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The clotheshorse, old and scruffy holds
the array of her dresses. She needs them.
She needs them even more than foods
to satisfy her half . . .
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November 18, 2008 05:27 AM EST --
O n e FO R Tha t RO A D
The road made of billions of words
and a quarter of his memoir
meanders through the radiance and
foliage of shadows, half hour
to cover it in . . .
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November 16, 2008 08:54 AM EST --
Alison's Ali e n Cat
A blue room with shadows hovering over
in a conspiracy mellows itself in
this Sunday morning. The feline do not like . . .
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July 12, 2008 03:10 AM EDT --
Pill s
Sounds of a crow, incessant rippling through the wind
Let her know how much more loneliness can there be.
She picks up the knitting and stumbles at the door
Of memory, . . .
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July 13, 2008 08:37 AM EDT --
A blank call
This road ends in another and she knows
that will somehow amalgamate into
the one now he lives. Sky conjures raindrops.
Hate is what she feels at times. Then again . . .
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August 09, 2008 08:19 AM EDT --
A call from an immigrant
The crisscross of rain draws meaningless things
and erases them in the next moment
on the old glass of the pristine cafe.
Tan skin of his fiongers
play with the . . .
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August 12, 2008 07:11 AM EDT --
Cherry tasted
( to karl.c. klein)
Not so new in relationships.
It is him. A bird. Free.
Has his blue. And sky.
She has to take a long walk
down the cloud road to build one. . . .
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September 15, 2008 08:01 AM EDT --
Two lesbian worms
(To Aeleen whose informative article inspired this)
The callings from the cloud have brought them out.
An undefined joy prevail senses and cautions.
Monsoon . . .
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October 08, 2008 11:43 PM EDT --
Long
A touch sometimes crosses a long distance.
Touching the marble, she feels it again.
It is like a field of enormity
rests in between. A cold paddy field that rests
after its prime . . .
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August 13, 2008 08:54 AM EDT --
The sunchasers
She can feel the incendiary body.
Taut. Sinewy.
The body understands
what the other is saying.
A whisper of wind
passes through her hair,
comes inside the ears, . . .
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August 30, 2008 08:59 AM EDT --
Raindrops and ho w ls
A sky full of dearth of something unknown
is pouring out. A gush of moist wind is
in a whimsical walk. Have you ever
shaped raindrops into a face? A long . . .
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October 07, 2008 02:39 AM EDT --
Kiss
( inspired by Rabi Khan 's painting)
[A kiss is a kiss
is a kiss
is a kiss is a kiss]
She thinks while moving her lips
for this thousandth time.
A sun is melting into . . .
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September 17, 2008 11:12 PM EDT --
A pale pink flower
A pale pink flower is all that he can dare.
"Mon amie," he will say. And then he will give it.
His old ‘dad' has told him a few "man to man" . . .
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November 03, 2008 09:25 PM EST --
The flight of the phoenix
Part 5, men of the jungle
Simple smile breaks out.
Thousand ripples of sun
spreads upon his face.
In his fist clasped . . .
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November 10, 2008 07:14 AM EST --
The flight of the phoenix
Part 10_Accident on the road and heaven
(To Bhawana Busy)
The blissful nothingness becomes a pattern.
Void of colorless luminaries.
. . .
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November 12, 2008 07:47 AM EST --
Heliotrope
The liquid heliotrope strews the sphere,
spreads, inflates from this corner to that corner.
The fingers can touch it almost; they become
smeared with the color . . .
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November 13, 2008 06:49 AM EST --
Gratitude
(Thursday writing )
The quivering fingers let the cigarette go.
Downwards, the fire faced stick of death
is falling before earth consumes its evil. . . .
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June 28, 2008 07:58 AM EDT --
Alike flower ( to Shelbia)
Like a flower I born and die in the same day
And, reborn on the morning next.
Present is like the milk bottle, turns up filled on
Every morning . . .
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