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Poetry is the freedom to write about anything your heart and mind desires. Whether it be fact or fiction, serious or humorous, my poems consist of little bit everything............
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POETRY BY STACEY: Thunderstorm
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Poetry is the freedom to write about anything your heart and mind desires. Whether it be fact or fiction, serious or humorous, my poems consist of little bit everything. Saturday, 25 April 2009. Lightning strikes, deafening noise,. Taunting, laughing, it seems to enjoy,. Sparks flying, with different tones,. No one else hears it, she feels so alone. Engulfed, overpowered, nowhere to turn,. Peace and tranquility, something she yearns,. Her privacy invaded, there's no escape,. 26 April 2009 at 09:49. 29 Ap...
POETRY BY STACEY: Game over
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Poetry is the freedom to write about anything your heart and mind desires. Whether it be fact or fiction, serious or humorous, my poems consist of little bit everything. Sunday, 22 June 2008. A cheerful “hello” as she enters the room,. Within the atmosphere she senses gloom,. He had been this way for the past few days,. It looks like today will be the same way. Trying a gentle approach to get him out of bed,. Nothing seemed to work, no matter what she said,. Sulking and pouting and refusing to talk,.
POETRY BY STACEY: Another Love
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Poetry is the freedom to write about anything your heart and mind desires. Whether it be fact or fiction, serious or humorous, my poems consist of little bit everything. Monday, 14 July 2008. His eyes focused on the other woman in his life,. She was completely different from his wife,. Whenever he saw her his heart missed a beat,. She really knew how to sweep him off his feet. She was very expensive, not cheap in this world,. But he gave her everything for she was his girl,. Just her little warning not t...
POETRY BY STACEY: It could be you
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Poetry is the freedom to write about anything your heart and mind desires. Whether it be fact or fiction, serious or humorous, my poems consist of little bit everything. Saturday, 6 June 2009. It could be you. Adrenaline pumping through every vein,. Heart pounding but causing no pain,. Palms clenched, knuckles white,. Fingers crossed, tonight’s the night. Ears tuned in to just one sound,. Any other noise is turned right down,. Eyes focused, completely mesmerised,. Blood pressure surging, starting to rise.
POETRY BY STACEY: Caught in a trap
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Poetry is the freedom to write about anything your heart and mind desires. Whether it be fact or fiction, serious or humorous, my poems consist of little bit everything. Sunday, 8 June 2008. Caught in a trap. Perched on the stool, sipping her drink,. Catching his eye, she’s sure that he winked,. She smiles seductively towards his way,. Will today be the day he becomes her prey? His every movement she’d watched for weeks,. Charismatic ways, women fell at his feet,. Clinking their glasses he makes a toast,.
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Poetry by Mark Elliot: Where Have You Been?
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Wednesday, December 16, 2009. Where Have You Been? This may come off as poetic and perhaps not. It's been a moment since my last visit. Feeling compelled to post something. Sometimes it's good to give it a rest,. Surely our lives are filled not just with writing. Where would our experiences come from? In the meantime I've rediscovered commitment. And most importantly a renewed vigor to give. Whatever I can to improve the life of others. Yes we cannot prove this otherwise. Poetry by Mark Elliot.
Poetic Echoes: March 2008
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Bringing you poetry that booms teenage imagination and relives the form of renaissance poetry. Saturday, March 29, 2008. The Origin of Pieces. The Origin of Pieces. Well, he's some other movie ideas that were inspired by someone else's work. Check it out. The merry go round that makes you age] = Something wicked this way comes by Bradbruy- Theif Lord by Cornelia de funke. Screwed up Utopias] = Farenheit 451, Brave New World, V for Vendetta, 1984- Equilibrium the movie. Friday, March 28, 2008. It's just a...
Poetic Echoes: The Dark Knight
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Bringing you poetry that booms teenage imagination and relives the form of renaissance poetry. Wednesday, September 3, 2008. The dark knight rox. Like gallocks in my sox. XD I just had to make a poem about the best movie I have EVER seen. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Welcome to Poetic echoes. Have Fun! Here's my best poems and classical poems they resemble. Horrible Blood Red Wine. The Raven" by E A Poe. Treasure Upon a HighTower. Ode to a Nightingale" by Keats. Feed me. Click on a fish twice.
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Watercolor, watercolor.: Classics
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In search of a new style, an old style or any style. WATERCOLOR, WATERCOLOR.: 2009 continued. MI, United States. View my complete profile. Sunday, December 20, 2009. Plein air watercolor. Cold, wet and blustery. Impossible for watercolor. This was painted from. The warmth of the car. These two old wooden. Sail boats were being tossed around in the rollers. Definitely not a day for sailing. December 21, 2009 at 2:01 AM. Maggie, your very kind and thank you! Paintings, really like your vision and creativity.
Poetic Echoes: November 2008
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Bringing you poetry that booms teenage imagination and relives the form of renaissance poetry. Tuesday, November 25, 2008. Old poem by mua. If thunder was alive. A theif robbed a bank in the bullet rain. He could not belive his luck. Thunder watched and did not speak. The pre-assassin whipped out his magnum. By which the bank owner was trapped. He kicked the gun into the air. And there was a Thunder clap. The mugger was whisked away. He’s now as harmless as a solan. But today, he was thunder-stolen.
Scattered Chatter: A Golden Glow
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Tuesday, April 1, 2008. One should never go shopping on a Saturday. Regardless, we went. To make matters worse, the wife was looking for specific items, has been now for weeks. After three hours of dragging our butt from pillar to post, the stomach starts to complain. It’s been a real zoo out here today so where to eat? Not being too proud by nature, we pulled into the nearest McDonalds. We finished our meal and left to head home. Earlier I had been thinking what a wasted day out, milling around in t...
Scattered Chatter: Life's Carousel
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Friday, February 17, 2012. The mind is an amazing mechanism, mysterious yet with unfathomable depths. It will lead and guide you through life, but the choice of paths is all yours. At times it can be a maze of bewilderment and oft times; toss you around like a rudderless ship at sea on a sleepless night. On occasions like these I think too much. I am afraid of dying. Maybe not so much the actual moment but what occurs after. How will she live on alone in her new world? So tender and lovely! I have been a...
Scattered Chatter: Reflections
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Sunday, March 4, 2012. Have you ever taken a look back at the road you’ve traveled through life, right from when you could first remember pertinent events? Then squinting at the state of the road you are on today, wondering how the hell you got there! Depending on how old you are that could encompass a lot of territory and events. I much preferred the world before, when it was more the size of a football, unlike now, that it has been reduced to the size of a gnat. In my opinion the world has become a muc...
Scattered Chatter: Escapades
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Thursday, January 18, 2007. Today I would like to tell you a somewhat amusing story of the mother in law. This little old lady is quite prominent in our lives, and is in fact a holy terror just waiting to get loose! To top it all she is now 81yrs young and there is still no holding her down. Like a lot of women, she loves to go shopping and also likes to eat at the local fish and chip shop once in a while, especially if we are with her. She also has this other insatiable appetite for men! Let me tell you...
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Saturday, August 14, 2010. Golden Voice of Song. She sang a song that moved me. Brought me up from the depths of self pity. I need to hear this melody sweet. So gentle an embrace of my being. My roads of distress have become easier. As her song pushes me over the hills. I now travel on slopes of hope. Be it only for this one song. Wednesday, December 16, 2009. Where Have You Been? This may come off as poetic and perhaps not. It's been a moment since my last visit. Feeling compelled to post something.
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Poetry is the freedom to write about anything your heart and mind desires. Whether it be fact or fiction, serious or humorous, my poems consist of little bit everything. Saturday, 6 June 2009. It could be you. Adrenaline pumping through every vein,. Heart pounding but causing no pain,. Palms clenched, knuckles white,. Fingers crossed, tonight’s the night. Ears tuned in to just one sound,. Any other noise is turned right down,. Eyes focused, completely mesmerised,. Blood pressure surging, starting to rise.
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Friday, April 20, 2007. Wander alone like a rhinoceros. For all living beings,. Harming not even a one,. You would not wish for offspring,. So how a companion? For a sociable person. There are allurements;. On the heels of allurement, this pain. Seeing allurement's drawback,. Is enmeshed in sympathy. For friends and companions,. Neglects the true goal. Seeing this danger in intimacy,. Like spreading bamboo,. Is concern for offspring and spouses. A bamboo sprout,. In the wilds,. In the midst of companions.
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