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Town Square Poets - Spin a Poetic Yarn

Original post made by Claudette McDermott, Del Prado, on Feb 22, 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."


Struggles in Life, struggles in the End
From this plain to Eternal Breath
Happy in Love, Release in Death
From the gurgling blossom of First Life
To the haunting sound of Everlasting
Tears at Birth, Tears at Passing
Does it ever really stop
Is it truly never-ending
When that last shoe surely drops
Tell me Sir, if you can
This world is eager to understand
The Tree of knowledge points the way
But hidden, to not convey
Answers we desire, questions of today

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Posted by Claudette McDermott
a resident of Del Prado
on Feb 22, 2010 at 9:39 am

Claudette McDermott is a registered user.

This weeks Theme ~ Life and Death ~

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Posted by dragonfly
a resident of Amberwood/Wood Meadows
on Feb 23, 2010 at 12:01 pm


In bright garden, I must say
As if in sandbox, I love to play

I dig and plant, my lovely colors
From my paint box, I discover

All the bliss, of its lovely rainbow
Within my garden, a gentle flow

As if child, sitting upon my knee
I was still, so it wouldn’t flee

Now I stand, unbend myself
Stretch up high, as if to fly

And from my knee, a wing did sprout
As I frantically, looked about

Oh No! I did sigh
I squished, sweet DragonFly

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Posted by PT poet
a resident of California Reflections
on Feb 23, 2010 at 3:05 pm

I stare at the flickering light
Dancing about in this cold windy cave
Water lapping at its knees
Gapping mouth that will house
All who venture too far out
On a day such as this
Like a trapped bird
I bounce off the walls
Trying to miss the waves
Cutting me to the quick
Like a sharpened blade off the shelf
On a day such as this
Would it be better
To fight off this forsaken misery
Or to give into the biting cold heartbreak
Lost and alone I choose to fight
For that one last hope
On a day such as this

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Posted by Miguel
a resident of Another Pleasanton neighborhood
on Feb 23, 2010 at 5:52 pm

In a small town I sit and play
Wondering what will let it stay
So calm and pretty resting in the sun
I'll try one day to sit and pray
That it shall be here for my children

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Posted by POM
a resident of Bridle Creek
on Feb 24, 2010 at 3:35 pm

Light appearing through, the window pane
Reflections of, the dancing rain
Fills my mind, with misty thoughts
Of what my time, on earth has wrought
Day and night, quickly pass
Someday there'll be, a dirt mass
That covers me, but in spirit I fly
Into the heavens, where clouds cry

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