Recorded Poems - Poems about Recorded

The internet’s down; the world is on hold. Since starting to row, I’ve never missed gold. Can’t upload my stats; my streak’s going cold. State-wide, it’s out Or so I’ve been told. But there’s still some time; Not ready to fold....

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In the silence of night, They roam around in full flight. Whispers of memories, Dancing in dream ceremonies. Slipping away from my grasp, Like sand grains in hourglass. They fade like moon at night, Leaving behind a trace of Silverlight. I Chase them through the long corridors, But they are evanescent, leaving the doors. I try to grab them, a very faint smell, And those faints...

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I find my memories, to be a collection of convoluted excursions from every moment lived out of place and time like the handprint of Paleolithic Art that says... I was there Could that my memories be manufactured and not lived, how different they would be With the changing shadows of age I claim nothing more or less then the recorded minutes that reveal the arrogance...

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Sins and merits are accounted then and there on very shoulder desks by two angels.Soon after a sin go for a merit,God Pardoned all felt and regret the sins by heart!...

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haiku ********* a fledgeling starling came to the pond to quench thirst a koi carp jumped - no butterflies a white tailed bumblebee queen mint moths abundant - hen blackbird feeding newly hatched chicks wasps succumbed to rain - flower fly hovers over greater speedwell forget-me-not blooms - midges chance their luck my white lilac turned to seed bird cherries ripen - on my garden bench recording observations shirt off sunbathing - moss once roof attached lay scattered on the footpath spring storm...

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At times when I'd go crazy, I would write about things. I would carefully and bluntly describe the world through my mad eyes. Then when the craze subsides, when my mind's at a normal pace I read those words again and again and again. When you've read it enough times, it stops...

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Let it be recorded my wish to live where I can sleep in good weather or bad on a beach festooned in the bric-a-brac of the ages. Perhaps a vanishing glow far to the south all that is left of that common pestilence known intimately as a lifetime of earthly dues Now I am leaning with shoulders leeward still eyeing the reef submerged a ship's pilot steering his vessel beyond the shoals victorious to...

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With me, there were word sounds and expressions of grief upon being informed of the passing of a sibling. Each one's passing ignited a sound, brief words, or simply a voiceless stillness that seemed to identify the emotion of the moment unique to each one. Sometimes, not a word, but like a quick gush...

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About a half mile from home, ...

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Usually, there are sounds and expressions of grief upon being informed of a passing. Each family member's passing ignited a sound or brief words that identified the emotion of the moment, unique to each one. Case in point: My mother's death in March of '98. My pager sounded, and at the next exit, I pulled...

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To whom are you praying nobody's there Haven't you noticed it's just thin air There's billions of life forms crawling, flying, walking around Why should words of yours be heard above this motley crowd And then we've got stars with planets galore And this Sky Guy is heard saying no no not more So this Who you're praying to he's covering...

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Thou lay'st like a rose on deaths pillow Silent and still, unsoothed by lifes request Asleep the dawns and days of all and all Eternity. My lovely Juliet Wherefore art thou companions company? Dost thou mockest life? "O my love, my wife! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty" Knows't not you of...

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