Tag: love
member name: David P.
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August 17, 2007 05:04 PM EDT --
The eye, a treasured, precious orb,
tear moistened sphere beneath the brow,
by it the world we can absorb.
Scenes form as waves of light allow.
Rods, cones, retina, optic . . .
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July 18, 2008 12:42 AM EDT --
I know you have felt it
the surge in your inner core
when sensors in the soul
ignite with numinous energy
vibrant
when something like
rich liquid life flows through your being
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March 04, 2007 08:01 PM EST --
When I asked for a hint on 14 across
You said, “Read me the clue, since you’re at a loss.”
“It’s a mammal, three letters, ends with a ‘U’”
“Gnu” . . .
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March 12, 2007 02:21 PM EDT --
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The sun blazes.
We know what it is.
Its rays flood .
We chart the physics of them.
That light-wave combo platter
a feast . . .
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January 02, 2009 01:32 PM EST --
when the favor of a friend cools the fever of panic
when a partner's presence calms the pains of the day
when then comfort of companionship eases contentions
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February 21, 2007 10:20 AM EST --
Smudged heads, examined hearts,
thus, our Lenten fasting starts.
We are dust, but formed by Love
Holy Breath gives life a shove.
Now we long for Love's embrace,
to coax our wills toward . . .
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June 09, 2007 06:57 PM EDT --
When the child was born
the parents smiled and marveled
not knowing how fingers and toes could be so tiny
and not comprehending how things so small could
evoke a sense of mystery so big
Smiles of awe . . .
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February 25, 2009 02:50 PM EST --
Foreheads smudged, examined hearts
Thus, our Lenten fasting starts
We are dust, formed from above
Holy Breath gives spark and love
Wrapped amazingly by Grace
Feeling Mercy's warm . . .
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January 31, 2009 11:50 AM EST --
Our lives don't offer straight and level trails
though we would love a steady, even plane.
While wishing order, chaos oft prevails.
And who on earth can keep from knowing pain?
We humans, . . .
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March 24, 2009 10:21 PM EDT --
The Lady Clare (oil on canvass1900), the work of J.W. Waterhouse, is based on Alfred Lord Tennyson's poem of the same name. The poem below is based on the poem as well. The following link . . .
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