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  • Jefferson Carter (7/26/2014 10:28:00 AM) Post reply

    Which poem might this be, Erica?You wanna give us a hint?

  • Erica Maples (7/26/2014 10:16:00 AM) Post reply

    i loved that poem, it's so good where did you learn how to write like that?

  • Co The Skipper (7/26/2014 9:49:00 AM) Post reply

    the world and i

    i have completed my own logic in a world that had its own too
    and when i look back in this world
    i become mad by the blow between in and out

  • Jack Growden (7/26/2014 3:06:00 AM) Post reply


  • Mike Acker (7/26/2014 3:02:00 AM) Post reply


    When the lofty creatures would descend,
    in all their splendor, I used to load up
    my needs and thoughts, then stack, and shift
    around what should never be taken along.

    Now, I just grab what I can of their
    indigo feathers, and hold on for dear life.
    I simply soar on the backs of these mag-
    nificent birds and let the rest of what

    must be made, be made.

    Mike Acker

  • Professor Plum (7/25/2014 8:38:00 PM) Post reply | Read 5 replies

    Well, I was going to tell Adam he wrote a pretty good sonnet, but now it's gone. Very rhythmic. Oh well. The last four lines needed work, but other than that not too bad.

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  • Adam M. Snow (7/25/2014 7:43:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    I have never written a sonnet before, so I thought I would give it a shot.

    Ode to Arizona on a Hot Summer's Day
    Written by Adam M. Snow

    Oh sweltering is summer's day of bliss,
    So hot the desert's kiss from sun above.
    And sweat that drops cause me to reminisce -
    the past, a summer's day a child would love.

    A playtime in a grassy field of green
    and from a hose the water cool and free;
    oh such a joy is this midsummer's scene,
    the children's laughter flows in joyful spree.

    I wish that day would greet me just once more,
    The joy of feeling free on summer's day.
    Instead I am confined to cool indoors,
    Upon my laptop typing verse to sway.

    Midsummer's Day you make me such a fool -
    I fear your heat will be forever cruel.

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    • Lamont Palmer (7/26/2014 8:54:00 AM) Post reply

      I'd like to hear Danny's opinion, our resident sonneteer, on this poem. -LP

  • Mandolyn ... (7/25/2014 7:28:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    nothing says lovin'
    like a poem hunter oven
    over bakin' rhythm
    prose is burnin' on the stove

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  • Dan Reynolds (7/25/2014 6:08:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    I've just been trailing our old archives of banter with Michael Shepherd. We had wit instead of $hit and discussion without derision......mostly. Happier times.

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    • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (7/25/2014 10:42:00 PM) Post reply

      You are Spot On, Danny Boy...Them wuz' the days, my friend...And like yourself, a good friend and artist he was...Miss his wit, wisdom, verse and friendship...Thanks for this post Danny, despite the v ... more

  • Richard Thripp (7/25/2014 6:02:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Skyward I can see double from this Statosperic Welsbach seeding
    I know the government loves me and is only engaged in weeding
    the wicked from the righteous and the sufficient from the needing
    The wealthy require understanding while the starving need feeding
    Hep-C blood provided by the Red Cross's for folks who're bleeding
    Wait for the man, Lou Reed, for the beady beads of sweat beading
    If it's cracked advice you want it's cracked advice you'll be heeding
    The blest wicked lead is corrupted by interbred sovereigns leading

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