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That tree
rose upward in a simple way
towards the cloudless sky,
and everything around it
seemed to be listening
the gentle rustling of the air
that swayed its thick leaves
of different greens.
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It was cold,
a dog barked at the night
and the silence that remained
was still heavy.
It was cold,
and the snow
that was falling
left flowers with thorns.
The black and white
merged
and the...
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It doesn't have to be
a germ at wait.
Just anything
my body thinks is strange,
some substance
I inhaled or touched or ate
and instantly
my body starts to change.
My skin grows hot or cold....
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Ancient Egyptians, plagued by plague,
Still scribbled figures on papyrus.
(Illnesses wear us down and yet
Communication's ever tireless)
Conquering eastward, was it war
Or just a cold that...
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i like this poetry visualized thing it works ...
so Like I wrote a poem about this image prosetry - poem+prose with this image
in mind ...
I did this image in Gimp 2.4...
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Once Pan, the God of mischief and of mirth,
Conceived a plan the mortals to dismay.
Argatos bred the saddest folk on earth.
It's there they say the men complained all day.
So Pan their prayers...
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November 2009, Michael Kimber was diagnosed with an anxiety disorder at the age of 25. Facing terrifying insomnia and constant anxiety he turned to the Nova Scotian mental health system and was...
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Friend:
Let me explain this situation, for the hour of the morning is early. There is darkness, and it is quiet as I continue my work on the new poem. I\'ve been thinking, and...
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Out of Balance & Out of My Mind
By Reid Baer
For my disability I owe ten talents
but come up short after all I do to support
my wife and child I...
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