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Ruth was tired
the soles of her feet were hurtingby Spfc 16 lines, on Aug 18 6:29 AM 2007 -
Entry for a bedtime-story competition; a version of an African folk tale.by Spfc 25 lines, 2 comments, on Mar 21 1:38 PM 2007
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You told me jokes, taught me
how to wear clothesby Spfc 14 lines, 2 comments, on Mar 10 10:12 AM 2007 -
Fingers exploring pockets, trying to find
a patch of body heat to break the chill,by Spfc 9 lines, 6 comments, on Jan 28 4:51 AM 2007 -
from the French of Philippe Jaccottetby Spfc 18 lines, 2 comments, on Jan 15 11:34 AM 2007
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Hunched streetlights look down.
Above their bent backs, a black sea hangs -
My mother rarely sang, as a rule.
She was always elsewhere when the songs startedby Spfc 18 lines, 9 comments, on Jan 6 12:30 PM 2007 -
In an impromptu elephants' graveyard
of dicarded things, where plastic bagsby Spfc 14 lines, 4 comments, on Jan 6 11:26 AM 2007 -
When we had finished caring for the sick:
the young boy, never drunk before, who had -
I want to step outside the normal
way of doing things: lie down in a shop, speak -
'Great minds discuss ideas, average minds discuss events, small minds discuss people.'
~~Admiral Hyman G. Rickoverby Spfc 193 lines, 2 comments, on Nov 19 7:04 AM 2006 -
(my first attempt at free verse, please be nice)
We crouched in small-town alleyways, two hard at work one look-out, -
I get vertigo in high-up places.
By a cliff-edge, when the canyon calls, -
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William McGonagall
Thought his poems weren't bad at all, -
In all the world I love two things alone.
One is you, my love, the other Science.
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