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Favorite Poets  Neolanders! Atwood (her poems which are many) Edgar Allen Poe Milton from England Dylan Thomas Ann Sexton of course I forget so many (long term memory bad) Bob Dylan Jim Morrison Leonard Cohen Ms McKeown (Gwen from Canada 1960's) ANNE SEXTON
Favorite Authors Just about everyone on Neoland (even if I dont comment yet) Atwood for sure Poe when I was younger DH laurence and Milton the old dude Stephen King Ms Rowland Joseph Conrad John Steinbeck Margaret Laurence again forget a lot more then I actually read Was a voracious reader but since On meds cant focus
Greatest Influence Mother father sisters brother All Girlfreinds and Daughters Chloe Ataya Tana
About me adopted 1965 learned to draw and paint at a young age developed poetry as a young adult after listening to DOORS and LEONARD COHEN music DEBBIE HARRY MARIANNE FAITHFUL and GRACE SLICK LAURA NRYO then as adult MARG ATWOOD JOHN MILTON
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26 February 201026 February 2010Poemtension
25 February 201025 February 2010PoemFANCY
24 February 201024 February 2010PoemFLAWED
23 February 201023 February 2010Forum topictear through whats there
22 February 201022 February 2010Poem far hooded light
21 February 201021 February 2010PoemFebruary
20 February 201020 February 2010PoemRain Spout
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Submitted by conect11 on 11 July 2007 - 11:26pm.
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thank you

for your explanation. The context helps me to appreciate your poem more.

God bless,

Mark

Submitted by IKnowNoBox on 26 December 2007 - 11:14pm.
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Memories Burst

kick and jerk
sooth or grate
many times…
I find me in your verses
A rehash preferred
to nightmares
a boo word
not used in context
as bad but adventure
aside from stale matter
where things in the past
are confronted
those same things that
choked us
releasing and the memories
that come flooding to us
rushing oxygen to us
leaving us to wonder
Did I just write that
will they like that
will it scare them
will they think less of me
I hope the answer….
in part is yes
but like fire
that warms can burn
but only up close
the warmth of a fire
doesn’t carry far
but poetry
aside from those offended
and some are
perhaps they will find
a poem for them
one that they can eat
with a soft spoon
and sprinkles
written on a card
telling them how great life is
me well I want the grit the
Between-the-lines poem
the poet without a box
may we never fit-in
to that box again
that memories burst the sides out of

Submitted by rwc88... on 17 February 2008 - 1:15pm.

memories burst

No Box,
i see your corners, hear your direction.
good to listen, to find, here this site,
a voice unwalled, goin’ for it.
knowing right reader will find “poem to eat”
relish a moment that taste of one
who knows, true audience is slimmer
than bobbin thread, chewed tho’ never snapped, spit tho’ never all.
soon re-tied, rewound for next blanket line or ten.
your unboxed must unbox the boxers.
they are many.
many with too many words
and rules to write by.
their boxes filled with empty
same as yours, others, theirs.
only not knowing so easy, the few some,
anyone can know no box
or build them.
slam the bastille
choice word at a time.
thank you, i dig another room now
in the mind to pitch you in.
good stuff standing.
more to come.
be weller, i wait.
wheel…

Submitted by orgami on 24 March 2008 - 3:55am.
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on and on

got this ism of late
like im burning up

must-stop-writing-blather………

Submitted by rwc88... on 24 March 2008 - 8:48am.

writin' blather

gotta watch those “ism’s” - they come like gargoyles sometimes, angels other times - something to whisper to you - only you know if you are writing blather - but it’s practice and you can’t stray from that too long now can ya? take a month off if you’re serious - nary a word - see what jumps out after you pass “go” again. “it” ain’t never goin’ nowhere - you’re stuck with you forever here. but who am i but another ism of blather…?
like you stripped down style - few word weight.
good luck and poems make great kindling - beats newspapers by longshot and the words just fly out the stack - birds listen.
wheel…

Submitted by Dominick on 8 April 2008 - 3:48pm.
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Thanks

Hello and thanks for commenting on the poem…..
I will keep writting is my passion also painting and acting lol a have too many damn hobbies lol well ttyl
-Dominick-

Submitted by orgami on 11 June 2008 - 12:51am.
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sand jumble

the grit the texture of all the grains
silica and stone adhering to the
whorls of print
the knuckle folds

hold it on the palm and watch
it cascade tumbling
like smoke reaching for the ground
gravity swelling it downward

Submitted by orgami on 15 June 2008 - 4:01am.
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speech of aviaries

four a.m.
and birds are singing
in what we see as total
darkness

but they see something else
something far reaching
beyond the horizon
fingers of light thats
meant for them

it wakes them from their
curled wing
and brings forth brilliant
emotive song

trills and peaks
in backyards and straight
streets
curving manners of all
pockets of greenery

and thus I sit on a Sunday
morning chair
writing in darkness
bathed in the glow
of a LCD screen

tranquilized by the
tongue of the ancients
sky wardens
at the start of new
hours

O

Submitted by orgami on 29 June 2008 - 3:03am.
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Touched by your precence

old BLONDIE song title
but Yes thanks for comments everyone

I get three to four
sometimes per poem
a great amount I think and feel

Im getting to the point
now that Im wondering
how I can continute to
write

so much re occurence in
word usage
and theme

just keep going I guess

Its like watching
Napolean Dynamite
I love that movie

keep seeing new things
each time I view it

oh i cant write im so tired
right now

later….

Submitted by orgami on 13 July 2008 - 11:26pm.
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here again

the corner
where everything is tight
where air is thin

where voices ring

the medications help
sometimes

the subtle entity of soul
devours the light like
an eclipse

holds it tight
in belief

Prisons of war
they tested

and found this

They believed in themselves
their capabilities as a soldier
and a person

They believed in some kind of
faith Some kind of something
beyond themeselves

These were the ones that
survived the best
under atrocious conditions

And they maintained some kind
of contact albeit primitive
to other humans

Three brain levels
Primary
Tertiary
and Reptilian

I read all this somewhere
long when I gave up reading
and took up poems

the moon is cutting her path
company of planets
shinning like attendants
at a ball

the galleon clouds are
floating on flickering
waves

ballast dreams
bowmaiden watching

Submitted by rohith on 14 September 2008 - 11:24am.
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hi

hi gag wats up

Submitted by whitetea on 30 September 2008 - 5:26am.
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>

I’ve read some of Margaret Atwood’s poetry. I don’t think I’ve heard of Lou Reed or John Milton.What would you recommend by any or all of them?

I’m always looking for something new to read.

Submitted by orgami on 19 October 2008 - 8:09am.
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another

water moves through the pipes
the day is live
full of light
movement this sunday

no sleep for two days
sleep in day
in dreamfilled voids
i dread
people talking again
that are already dead

ponder the questions
the ongoing dialogues
the gargoyles and ghosts
of mind spirit and body

but errands will clear
me today
my ancient bike still
hanging together

i wait for winter
for the silences and
songs of snow
whispering and
hissing in the winds
where blonde grasses
bend their heads
in cold rapture

Submitted by Stella on 27 December 2008 - 10:11am.
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Hi Orgami, Can I just say

Hi Orgami,
Can I just say -or agree- that Leonard Cohen is one of the most wonderful poets/lyricists of our time..
His influence is never ending much like the influence of so many other great lyricists (Bob Dylan, Neil Young, Sam Cooke, Joni Mitchell, Elvis Costello to name a few….. so inspiring…)
~Stella

Submitted by conect11 on 14 January 2009 - 1:42pm.
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you flatter

me too much, I am humbled and thank you for your kind compliment. Your writing has taken a very down to Earth turn that I absolutely love. I wish I could match that level of maturity.

Mark W.

Submitted by Ink Dragon on 26 January 2009 - 6:49am.
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orgami

You are an advocate after my heart!
Thanks for standing up against the frequent use of F***.

Respect,
~Nina

Submitted by Cloudthings on 3 March 2009 - 8:05am.
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Ta for the night write

Just thought I’d “pay homage”, wanted to thank you for your late night write… what a great thing to do so randomly.

I love random interaction… not many people can interact with that stuff. It was fantastic to respond to & made me realise how hungry I am for it.

Feel free to waffle at me anytime … I may waffle back though (not at all meaning to reduce the calibre of your work to “waffle”, just being flippant).

I think you are like me, I need to write every day & normally my writing only occassionally ends up in song if I get around to putting the effort in, otherwise it rots in books (& sometimes lately, in the memory files of my external hard drives eventually). Maybe it’s the result of doing life hard, though I have not had the kinds of experience you refer to quite so much, still, I have had my challenges & I’m still here (I know, everyone has had challenges, there are some that take you to a space that not many others relate so well to, so you often keep that stuff hidden… anyway… no doubt such things will leak out of our writing at some stage).

Cheers

PS will buddy you so I can keep in touch with what work you put up

Anni

“Out beyond the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field.
I will meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about ideas, language, and even the phrase, “each other” doesn’t make any sense.”

Submitted by BossCombat on 23 April 2009 - 8:44am.
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hey mate

I come bareing congratulations on having your work in the spotlight slot.
Well deserved if you ask me.

Bosscombat

Submitted by Joyelle Osburn on 21 May 2009 - 11:46am.
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thank you for all of the

thank you for all of the great comments you have left…on the pages of my work. :) I am going to stumble around your page now!

Submitted by Seren on 10 July 2009 - 12:50am.
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Steven

I hate to be impolite but is it ok if I add you to my friends list my friend ? its just easier to find your recent work lol … Much Love (hug) Jayne x x

Submitted by Ann Harvey on 24 August 2009 - 3:15pm.
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Just fooling about

Orgami, the origami
of our paper dreams
he bends and tears our dresses
at the seams
we ricochet from here to there
we dance on thoughts
right in the air
and sink into a lethargy of mind
raising senses
far behind
or under those curtains
of your pen-created wonder
thin lines so joined,
their weights unwound
send spirits soaring
off the ground
and yet they are so intimate,
so near
we tremble with each phrase
and call him dear

Love from Ann

Submitted by orgami on 8 September 2009 - 12:18am.
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waypoint

thoughts wafer thin
hover in the delve
of lost delight

leaving soon
i must

this wary purpose
is bright and beautiful
in mornings twilight
hull

cup the transitional dance
of fire on the water
like beads of thoughts
rippling in minds ideals

touch them with moist fingertip
annointing the force of all life

we are but waiting
in glorious moments
for flight

the velocity of loves labour

Submitted by Cloudthings on 15 December 2009 - 11:02pm.
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your potential still sparkles from you eyes Lovely to see

Loving the pics of you
an innocense shows
a wonderful disheveled boyishness
the look of a boy in life
Eyes that have not had enough
that still seek to see
are open to dreams & desire
are alive
welcoming the interaction
despite the damage of the rugged life
your potential still sparkles from you eyes
Lovely to see

Cheers

Anni~

“When we feel love and kindness toward others, it not only makes others feel loved and cared for, but it helps us also to develop inner happiness and peace”.

H.H. the Dalai Lama

Submitted by orphani........o on 26 December 2009 - 6:37pm.
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Hi,I’m a poet that would

Hi,I’m a poet that would appreciate the exchange of poetic ideas in understanding style form composition or anything related to a candid exchange of ideas on the subjectof poetry to improve the quality of my work and possibly yours through this exchange.So please drop by with your thoughts if you get a moment,and I will do likewise.Thanks and write with joy. Barry …o..

Its not through writing the greatest poem that we find glory, but by living it

Submitted by laurenikon on 10 February 2010 - 12:34am.
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in which part of canada do

in which part of canada do you reside, sir?

Submitted by kailashana on 18 March 2010 - 6:29am.
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I miss you.Where are

I miss you.

Where are you?

~A

Words must be used like stepping stones: lightly and with nimbleness,
because if you step on them too heavily, you incur the danger of falling
into the intellectual mire of logic and reason. - Balsekar

Submitted by Seren on 23 March 2010 - 1:36am.
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Dear Steven

You are missed

I hope you bring yourself and your words back to us soon

love Jaycee x x x x

Submitted by Esker on 27 March 2010 - 3:20pm.
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New Worlds

Brave

Soma

I am Esker a blog output explains better then here
on Esker side
Was Orgami I mean
Now Esker

got mentally sick again and was going to delete everything
but gave my Password Id for someone to hang onto

Im hoping the new meds help

thanks for your patience and understanding
in all of this

Steven… :(

Submitted by Seren on 27 March 2010 - 9:18pm.
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Dearest Steven

It made my heart happy to know your around
your gentle presense has been missed

Esker/Orgami

love and biggest hugs Jayne-Chloe x x x

Submitted by Esker on 31 March 2010 - 3:22pm.
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thanks Jayne

glad I have kept this
connection with you all

not only as my love of
poetry but of writing
also

P.S. meds are helping

Esker~