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    Quote Originally Posted by blp View Post
    This is a parody of symphony's signature:

    a word
    becomes a world
    a dot
    a donut
    Totally refreshing....loved it!
    Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
    ~Albert Einstein

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    Quote Originally Posted by blp View Post
    This is a parody of symphony's signature:

    a word
    becomes a world
    a dot
    a donut
    LOL blp, didnt notice this before. How could i miss something that looks so familiar?! Your poem's certainly more yum than mine!

    And hey! why cant a word be a walnut?!
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    ...the smell of flowers through metal labyrinths.

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    Or a walnut whip.

    Glad you liked it kiz paws...and that it gave you a laugh, symphony.

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    Tiny footsteps
    pitter,patter
    'cross the floor
    beat the drum
    that sets the toon
    of childhood
    "O reason, reason, abstract phantom of the waking state, I had already expelled you from my dreams, now I have reached a point where those dreams are about to become fused with apparent realities: now there is only room here for myself. "
    -Louis Aragon


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    haymaking and fishing.
    big barrels out on the bogs
    a young couple to leave
    New England with
    scarfs over their faces,
    ripe for innuendo
    "He was nauseous with regret when he saw her face again, and when, as of yore, he pleaded and begged at her knees for the joy of her being. She understood Neal; she stroked his hair; she knew he was mad."
    ---Jack Kerouac, On The Road: The Original Scroll

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    Quote Originally Posted by AdoreroDio View Post
    Tiny footsteps
    pitter,patter
    'cross the floor
    beat the drum
    that sets the toon
    of childhood
    A.D. - totally sweet, I can picture that little one now.

    Quote Originally Posted by jon1jt View Post
    haymaking and fishing.
    big barrels out on the bogs
    a young couple to leave
    New England with
    scarfs over their faces,
    ripe for innuendo
    Jon, your endings are always so powerful. Loved it.
    Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
    ~Albert Einstein

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    Exclamation

    Gossip

    “Got it from a good source, mind you.
    “And it’s to go no further, you understand?”
    “What?”
    “The dirt on Sally?”
    “Well, you see he said that she said that they said—
    “so it must be true don’t you think?”
    “Oh, get real, girlfriend!”
    “Last weekend?”
    “Oh she told him, and he told them,
    “and they told grandma, and of course she told us!”
    “How true!”
    “It’s that old bat across the hall ringing for the line again!
    “Some people! Tongue tied in the middle and wags at both ends!
    “I hate people who can’t keep their mouth shut for five minutes!
    “Don’t you?”

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    Inspired by the famous Norman Rockwell painting…
    Some of us laugh
    Some of us cry
    Some of us smoke
    Some of us lie
    But it's all just the way
    that we cope with our lives...

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    Loved your poem, Pen. How you have captured the sentiment perfectly.
    Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
    ~Albert Einstein

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    pen, your dialogue is electric.



    The man drew up his eyes, considers
    tangled down bodies in shadowed sheets,
    elegant frames, asleep,
    the way light he made to fall across
    her neck,
    she slept. Left her a note in morning:
    "My watery self-portrait love, Sleep.
    ---Vincent Desiderio"
    Last edited by jon1jt; 11-17-2007 at 05:45 AM. Reason: oh you know
    "He was nauseous with regret when he saw her face again, and when, as of yore, he pleaded and begged at her knees for the joy of her being. She understood Neal; she stroked his hair; she knew he was mad."
    ---Jack Kerouac, On The Road: The Original Scroll

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    Jon, you must have gone to an exhibition (lucky you!!), but even no, your poem has captured the visual beautifully. Thanks for the tribute to Vincent!
    Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
    ~Albert Einstein

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    yes! and i actually learned something about stretching light oil painting!

    he's amazing isn't he?!?!! that Sleep portrait...ahh!
    "He was nauseous with regret when he saw her face again, and when, as of yore, he pleaded and begged at her knees for the joy of her being. She understood Neal; she stroked his hair; she knew he was mad."
    ---Jack Kerouac, On The Road: The Original Scroll

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    SHOUT!
    Jump for joy!
    Run!
    Sing!
    Do!
    If you don't
    what moment
    have you wasted
    what second
    have you spent
    that you could have
    spent dancing
    and singing
    and leaping
    LIVING!
    That voice
    is calling you
    answer it!
    Be still no longer!
    Live!
    Laugh!
    Be free!
    For we were created
    for freedom
    Use it!
    "O reason, reason, abstract phantom of the waking state, I had already expelled you from my dreams, now I have reached a point where those dreams are about to become fused with apparent realities: now there is only room here for myself. "
    -Louis Aragon


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    Quote Originally Posted by jon1jt View Post
    pen, your dialogue is electric.



    The man drew up his eyes, considers
    tangled down bodies in shadowed sheets,
    elegant frames, asleep,
    the way light he made to fall across
    her neck,
    she slept. Left her a note in morning:
    "My watery self-portrait love, Sleep.
    ---Vincent Desiderio"
    Art can come to life in more than painting, I think you just proved, Jon! Thanks for the comments on my dialogue poems. Coming from a poet of your skill that's ambrosia! I really never thought anyone would like them...

    Some of us laugh
    Some of us cry
    Some of us smoke
    Some of us lie
    But it's all just the way
    that we cope with our lives...

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    Click,click,click
    Life begins
    tap,tap,tap
    an enemy made
    click,clack,click
    climax begins
    tap,tap,tap
    A life ends
    Click! Ding!
    A story is written
    "O reason, reason, abstract phantom of the waking state, I had already expelled you from my dreams, now I have reached a point where those dreams are about to become fused with apparent realities: now there is only room here for myself. "
    -Louis Aragon


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    Love? It is the flavour
    of the millennium, it is the scent
    of someone far away and yet
    surrounding me,
    in my nostrils,
    in my heart.
    "You must be the change you want to see in the world." Gandhi

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