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"Crystal Unicorns..."A Poem by ChrisJust another day |
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"Daddy Jack..."A Poem by ChrisTomorrow' in the USA is "Father's Day" - 2012 |
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"You Don't Know..."A Poem by ChrisThere are two flows here inseparably linked. "You Don't Know..." You just don't know - How things bite ~ What things bite, on any given day .. |
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"Tall Ships..." PoemA Poem by ChrisA friend asked me to write about "Tall Ships". I'm sure he wasn't thinking it would stump me in ANY way. I've wandered the decks of many of them - "Ta.. |
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Scars Make Good Memories(Rough Draft)A Book by CrisCarter"As I fell into the sky, I could see everything on earth. I understood." |
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"A Definite 'Keeper'..."A Poem by Chris"A Definite 'Keeper'..." There is a moment when before a single word is - spokenthere IS that look - the one reflected in your eyes that says more .. |
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"Miles To Go Before I Sleep..." *A Poem by Chris* The title of this is the last line from Robert Frost's "Stopping By The Woods On A Snowy Evening" . |
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"The Next Write..."A Poem by Chris"The Next Write..."Coffee... sipping - holding ... touching ... quietly and more quietly - breathing. A slight turning, moving, beck.. |
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"State Of The Union..."A Poem by ChrisA few Senyru for the Wary |
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"Amid Summer's Eve..."A Poem by ChrisRead it BEFORE you read it aloud... understand its rhythm. |
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"Moonshadows..."A Poem by Chris...echoes of yesterday |
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"Rhapsody..." POEM... AdultA Poem by ChrisAn adult piece |
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"Evening Steps..."A Poem by Chris"Evening Steps..." Think of our silhouettes against the sun... and the lengthening shadows. A hell-of-a-pair walking/shuffling the berm, .. |
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"Take Cares..."A Poem by ChrisThoughts on a Monday |
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"I'm Scared..."A Poem by ChrisI asked what a person was scared of... and they actually spoke. |
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"Breakfast..."A Poem by ChrisI paused with Ed Hart's "DNA" - thought a bit - spoke up - and damn but he got me good... I just wanted to let him know.... |
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"Among The Clouds -- I Touched..."A Poem by ChrisKen's "India November" touched me. The link to it is in the poem. |
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"Sometimes..."A Poem by ChrisBehind my eyes, I see me speaking with you while I write this: "Sometimes..." Sometimes days CAN get a bit -- shaky, even fragile ...we all .. |
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