Tag: verse
member name: Gorgeous Gabby, a Gather Geeky Gal, and The Giz
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May 19, 2007 09:24 PM EDT --
I'm a tad confused y'know
The tadpole said to the reed,
The tad is a lad who swims all day
Yet is sad beyond the weed.
I come here often, thinking of you
You grew up here with me, . . .
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May 19, 2007 01:45 PM EDT --
Just my opinion
for what it's worth,
I think your work is worthwhile.
If you are not published
You sure should be.
Your verse you should compile!
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May 19, 2007 01:31 PM EDT --
time is timeless?
how can that be?
to be it and not?
i don't know. maybe.
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May 04, 2007 11:30 AM EDT --
Dancing waves of heat
Scorch the mirrors of my eyes
Curiosity
Wonderment of the next stop
I see palm trees and oceans.
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July 03, 2007 08:58 PM EDT --
Hi everyone. Please allow me to introduce to you my cousin, Bonnie B. She's one day old here on Gather. Bonnie writes cowboy poetry and (imho) is pretty dern good. She's . . .
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May 07, 2007 03:37 PM EDT --
Mama your day now draws near
Your escape route looks so clear
It's right next to the pies
I hear your deep sighs as
You wind your way to the beer
Copyright 2007
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May 06, 2007 05:02 PM EDT --
The picture I draw of the dam that I saw
Just before it burst and the water ran raw
Was a peaceful and quietly muted spring thaw
But the log jam groaned and I ran with clenched jaw
I . . .
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May 10, 2007 11:07 AM EDT --
The was a young man named Bill
Who lived on the side of a hill
He gazed down o've the town
Then set his monocle down
To take a big bite of brill.
The brill was salty at best
Bill laid . . .
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May 06, 2007 12:40 PM EDT --
I see by moonlight
The tears welling in your eyes
The frown of your lips
The sadness in your crying
Because you don't want me gone
In the moonlight glare
Eyes well up with many tears . . .
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May 06, 2007 06:22 PM EDT --
We who frequent Gather
Shamelessly gather points.
We connect with friends and colleagues.
We gather them and annoint
The many of us together
To reap rewards of kinds.
Can I comment on your work? . . .
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May 07, 2007 03:35 PM EDT --
I once knew a gal named Beth Pine
Who sat in a cup full of wine
She sipped it all up
From her paper cup
And since then she's been feeling fine
Copyright 2007
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May 07, 2007 03:33 PM EDT --
It cannot be all of that hard
To sit and relax in my yard
And eat one meal in peace
'Til comes the wing'd police
And they find me badly off guard
Copyright 2007
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