Tag: life
member name: John Doyle
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September 25, 2006 02:43 PM EDT --
In Japan they are called ring gongs
In China and Tibet they are called singing bowls
Usually hand hammered brass bowls
Enthroned on a round ornate pillow
With a hard wooden striker.
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August 30, 2006 06:14 PM EDT --
Lady Diana, virgin goddess of the hunt
As Artemis to the Greeks, twin sister of Apollo
You stand in a sun lit clearing
In the great Wood which is mother of men and gods.
Vigilant of . . .
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October 02, 2006 02:11 PM EDT --
What could more absurd
Than a marching band from Equator
Performing at a poetry festival
In northern New Jersey ?
Perhaps my going
To a poetry festival alone
September 30, 2006
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October 02, 2006 02:21 PM EDT --
I am here alone
Somehow it was meant to be
But why I wonder?
To miss her over again?
Or find some plan for my life?
September 30, 2006
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August 24, 2006 11:50 PM EDT --
Like a woodland nymph
She spins away from his touch
Like the will of the wisp
She is there shining brightly
Only to disappear again
August 24, 2006
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August 31, 2006 11:10 AM EDT --
Mr. Sun embraced the world with his warmth
The trees danced in the breeze
And my heart sang songs of rejoicing
When ever I thought of you
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September 03, 2006 12:51 PM EDT --
A Possible Merger
Like a woodland nymph
She skips through the forest of my life
Always hiding behind the hedges of my thoughts
Always illusive fading in and out
Coming and going but always . . .
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September 09, 2006 12:27 AM EDT --
The full moon hovers
Over the quiet summer night
And I am alone
Great silver wings have taken
My muse to the setting sun.
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August 06, 2006 11:44 PM EDT --
The Second big Bang
Remembered today by some
Ignored by many
A mushroom air burst that changed
The world for ever and ever.
August 6, 2006
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August 08, 2006 11:23 PM EDT --
Sadly, without words
Without having really touched
They turned and parted
Each with thoughts of their own
Each asking what might have been
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August 24, 2006 12:39 AM EDT --
Gazing at the golden path
The late summer moon spills across the lake
He reflects sadly on a love affair
That will probably never be
And wonders why
August 24, 2006
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August 25, 2006 03:37 PM EDT --
The sun has set beyond the western horizon
Still showing the shafts of red and yellow and purple
That the old mountain men used to call fire in the sky
When they reflected behind the snow capped . . .
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August 27, 2006 08:08 AM EDT --
The rain's gentle sound
Turns to a noisy torrent
As I awake thinking of you
Was I dreaming of you?
Who can say.
Will I dream of you?
Oh my yes
August 27, 2006
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August 27, 2006 02:15 PM EDT --
He didn't even know he was climbing a mountain
Until she pointed it out to him
All he knew was that for many years
He was trying to follow a path
Shrouded in darkness and sorrow and a feeling . . .
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August 29, 2006 12:51 PM EDT --
As he gazed at her
Robed as she was in mist and moonbeams
He felt the thrill of her mystery.
How many years had they know each other ?
How many secrets had they shared?
And yet, were they . . .
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September 16, 2006 09:25 AM EDT --
A million stars light the bowl of the sky
A thousand "beefs" bedded down for the night
Night hawk takes up his rounds, softly crooning.
High in the sky the full moon,
That . . .
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September 16, 2006 11:50 AM EDT --
More Sunshine
She who is sunshine
Asks for more sunrise in my poetry
Can she not see that
Any more sunshine would blind me
And render me unable to do anything
But gaze at her beauty . . .
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September 24, 2006 01:18 PM EDT --
( this was the first poem that was published commercially)
The shaman of autumn extends his staff
And touches the green leaves,
Transmuting them into gold and flame.
But all too soon they turn . . .
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September 27, 2006 09:46 AM EDT --
A squirrel busily doing his fall shopping
Pauses to look at my cat
Sitting in the window
Looking at a squirrel
Busily doing his fall shopping.
September 27, 2006
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September 27, 2006 12:48 PM EDT --
The brisk Autumn air
Sets my skin to tingling
Bringing memories
Of apple cider, ginger snaps
And lovely walks in the woods
September 27, 2006
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