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Step up and check 'em out.
Oh don't be shy.
You like disaster? horror?
Got this from a plane seat neighbor.
Stock tips from a guy at work.
Dumb humor?
Travel tales of Spain?
From waiting...
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liii
They hurried swiftly through the open gate.
Their hearts beat fast. They panted wet with sweat.
Thought it was scarcely safe, they couldn't wait.
They laughed and hugged. His lips...
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xxxviii
With both his hands he struck the gate.
"Who dares to come untaken?" someone cried.
He pounded once again. He couldn't wait
To see his dear Etain. "Let me inside!
It's cold...
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xxi
Then Orfeo descended on the bed
Of leaves and moss. His fury made him rave.
From tearing grass and hair his hands grew red.
"Alas, my Queen, my wife, I couldn't save!"
The Steward...
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Unappreciated Garbage
The eyes of depression track the cracks
in the sidewalk and the curve of the curb.
They miss the beauty of joy on the horizon and
the flit of the...
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Rise Above the Natural
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)
There is something in the clouds of thought born upon the wings of angels. The weight of time that is the density...
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A comparison of two poems from different poets, periods, and backgrounds, but, with a similar idea.
"Rarely, rarely, comest thou, Spirit of Delight!" by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)
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An early 20th century response to Reids anguish.
Talk Happiness. The world is sad enough
Without your woes. No path is wholly rough;
Look for the places that are smooth...
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Crack the Whip Poet
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)
Sometimes I spend my mornings
stacking words in pretty mountains.
Creating vistas of spiritual...
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