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This is some odd,
but beautiful street poetry
that I saw this morning.
Source: purplejavatroll's photos on Flickr
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Once I saw you cry
with all the wild strenght
that your broken soul had.
How your tears cried,
stream of deep pain,
sea that distress stiffles,
How your such dark eyes gleamed,
without any...
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As my intoductory video to Poetry Visualised, here is Wordsworth's famous and most wonderful sonnet Westminster Bridge. I am glad to be here and hope I may add something to this worthwhile...
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This senior Eagle Scout,
his only thoughts were of,
Sturgeon,Salmon and Trout.
Breathing sawdust this cabinet maker,
took the task to perfection,
forever a giver never a taker.
He rose at dawn...
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"... as she saw nothing but young men all day long ...
this sight of her fellow-traveler was completely lost
in her mind, as the crooked pin dropped by a child
into the wishing-well twirls in...
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In dreams
I often go back
where I've been
to visit buildings
long since left behind.
There,
well beyond thought,
I again begin to re-enact
the Zodiac of my mind.
But why,
I wonder,
do I...
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"Hmmm! What is this?"
Before I heard or saw
I caught the subtle scent
you wore that day.
I noticed it
the night I said, "Please stay."
You stayed.
Each day
you filled my heart with awe.
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