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Post by littleskinny on May 7, 2004 13:14:16 GMT -5
ok...I would like to read poems about what poetry means to you....
Here's mine - not dark but still miserable:Not keen on poems much. I used to write diaries, having heard lyrics that spoke to who I thought I was. (I wasn't) Came back a little wiser (certificates to prove it) and a little more adventurous for more worthy attempts (they weren't) Twenty something world spinning and gloating through immature language and a bit of Hammer Horror. Editors declined my invitation to join (they really did). Took advice and wrote out cheques (Support the independents). Flicked through the pages. Not keen on poems much.
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Post by Mikepoet on May 7, 2004 20:02:58 GMT -5
Forever together entwined is true love written in rhymes It’s presence essence illuminates as romance softly shines.
How is this? I have several 4 liners that would fit here.
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Post by littleskinny on May 8, 2004 8:33:43 GMT -5
I love that! It plays with the tongue!
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Post by Mikepoet on May 10, 2004 19:02:28 GMT -5
To truly love a woman one must feel What pains her heart and as accept as real.
To truly love a woman if one were asking me. Caress her hurt and bond tenderly.
There is more to this one but I just took the first and last stanzas to shorten it.
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