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Town Square Poets - Spin a Poetic Yarn

Original post made by Claudette McDermott, Del Prado, on Feb 14, 2010

Anyone up for Poetry? I find there are many Closet Poets. How about starting a TS Poets column. Great for all ages and walks of life. I'll give a theme each week and see what we come up with that we can share. Not too long so the thread gets out of control, but enough to get your thoughts across. ~ A nice change from politics and such for "Town Square."

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Posted by Marilyn Cheney
a resident of Vineyard Hills
on Feb 15, 2010 at 11:47 am

Windmills summer saulting or'e the hills
Chasing shadows
So much power
Do we get our fill

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Posted by POC Poet
a resident of Another Pleasanton neighborhood
on Feb 15, 2010 at 12:28 pm

MOMENTS - a series

It is rough
When those around you
Are in pain
I want only
To help them
But must refrain
If I were able
I would walk
Into heaven
And talk
To the man
Who holds the key
And makes it rain

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Posted by TS poet
a resident of Canyon Meadows
on Feb 16, 2010 at 10:19 am

Taking the high road
Walking that gravel path
Not knowing where you’re going
Beyond your view beyond the curve
What elements will befall you
What darkness will cloud your way
Taking the high Road
Looking far beyond today

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Posted by cosmic-charlie
a resident of Downtown
on Feb 16, 2010 at 3:14 pm


In Monterey the people say,
they feed Lazzaronies,
with caramel and cockleshell's,
and hunks of abalone.

I telegraph my better half,
by Morse code or Marconi,
but when I'm in need of greater speed,
I send and abalone.

Some people boast of quail on toast,
because they think it's Tony,
but my big cat gets nice and fat,
on hunks of abalone.

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Posted by Winging It
a resident of Happy Valley
on Feb 18, 2010 at 12:15 pm

A Poison pen talked to me
Took me to places you could not see
Filled me with thoughts
Of broken glass and rot
While looking for that golden phrase
Of green grass and foggy haze
A Poisson pen talked to me
Took me on a trip through geometry
Filled me with numbers I won’t forget
He was born in Pithiviers, Loiret

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Posted by Tango
a resident of Vineyard Avenue
on Feb 18, 2010 at 11:15 pm


Daffodils on the hills

Blowing in the breeze

Time to get your alergy pills

You are going to sneeze


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Posted by Claudette McDermott
a resident of Another Pleasanton neighborhood
on Feb 19, 2010 at 12:06 am

I often wear Silly Shorts
Short and Silly I’m that Sort
Had I a man I’d like to Court
He’d Sport a Short
Apple Tart
Where would he Wear
An Apple Tart
Why, in a Cart
We'd have to Start
With a Push of my Tush

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Posted by cosmic-charlie
a resident of Downtown
on Feb 20, 2010 at 6:00 am


Today, I hate trains
Evelyn, we miss you

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