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Not all poems fall into one of our existing sections, and some refuse to be categorized at all. So we invented a category that's not a category, a place where we can put just about anything we want. So, grab a clean plate and get in line with all the other hungry visitors. We have a smorgasbord of delights we're sure you're going to appreciate. And, by all means, feel free to return to the buffet for seconds! There's always room for poetry...
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| Poetry Buffet continued | Author |
| I Am | JP |
| Human existence is both dichotomy and paradox. And, perhaps, therein lies its power. | |
| Word Power | Jester59701 |
| A poet reveals his romance with words, exploring the power they have to change our lives. | |
| The Best Poem You Ever Read | wayoutwalt |
| What is the best poem you have ever read? | |
| Absolute Ruler | Joel the wolf |
| Personification is a common poetic tool. Do you recognize the Ruler within this poem? | |
| Tender Render | Marge Tindal |
| Poetic inspiration is found in a myriad of events and people. Even, it seems, in other poetry. | |
| Macbeth | Master |
| Shakespeare never wrote a soliloquy for Macbeth to speak immediately after killing Duncan. But that doesn't mean one doesn't exist. | |
| The Temptress | Elizabeth |
| We very often hear stories about men who use women and set them aside. But men aren't the only culprits. | |
| God's Gift And A Fool | John LeClare |
| Drive with care, someone else's life may depend upon it! | |
| Winter Daemons | Old Millot |
| There is power in words, and beauty in the reflection of ourselves to be found in a midnight sky. | |
| I First Met Death | Thomas |
| All living creatures have one thing in common - someday, we will no longer be living creatures. | |
| Inhalation | Indronil B |
| Words, gentle and soft, are not always as they seem. Read the poem first, then the author's description, to see of which I speak. | |
| Have You Seen A Fairy? | Arugula Grub |
| Fantasy is the fabric of the mind. And, perhaps, of life. | |
| Picnic | Todd-Michael St. Pierre |
| I dare you to recite this one ten time fast. Okay, how about once real slow? | |
| Almost Asleep | Brendan Hunt |
| There is a moment we all face each day, when the impossible can briefly become reality. | |
| Dibbuk | Celia Moodie |
| Do dream presage reality? Even the very strange ones? | |
| Road Kill | Carey Lenehan |
| Like a ribbon of black death, our roads wend through the habitats of animals the world over. | |
| Palm Tree Perspective | Rosemary Winters |
| A symbolic look at the inner feeling of people | |
| So Much More Than A Rose | Roche |
| Everything that happens to us is ultimately the result of our own choices. Which rose would you choose? | |
| Feelings So True | Mindy Carpenter |
| Every poet is influenced by others, some much more so than most. | |
| Reflection (a Paradelle) | Nancy Ness |
| Reflections combine with repetition to describe beauty and enlightenment. | |
| Disguises | Kevin |
| Things aren't always what they seem… | |
| 1998 - My Year In Haiku | Geoff Sanderson |
| Can one year in the life of a writer be digested into so few words? | |
| Silently Stealing Away | Mike Van Rensselaer |
| At times, the company we seek can best be found in poetry. | |
| Whispers | Tim Chambers |
| What do we want? Are we sure? What do we see? Is it there? What do we feel? Do we know? Only time and life will tell. | |
| Civil War Memories | Miss Abagail Mannering |
| The poignant history of our great country comes to life through the words of this wonderful poet. | |
| Shadowed Eyes | Sweet Madness |
| The arts are surely intertwined, and this poetic artist combines verbal skill with the visual talents of a painter. | |
| Searching | Rick Thompson |
| We all search for meaning. And, often, for much more as well. | |
| Nuclear Haiku | Ted Reynolds |
| The days of large-scale nuclear testing are past. But the fears are remembered. | |
| Stone Garden Haiku | Ted Reynolds |
| This art form (poetry) reflects the beauty of another art form… | |
| Beauty | Ginger True |
| Our view of Life is often a reflection of our pains, and always a mirror of our past. | |
| Loss | Ladycat |
| The ultimate enigma in life - What does death really mean? | |
| Mother | Redcrow16 |
| Imagine learning at some point in life that a parent who has raised us isn't our "biological" parent at all. | |
| Winnie The Pooh | Joey |
| This poem, written by a ten-year old, expresses some very beautiful sentiments. | |
| Early Morning At The Rectory | Al Terego |
| We sometimes neglect to consider that our clergy are human beings, and that they, too, experience all of the emotions and passions as do lay-people. | |
| Unknowing | Poetic |
| This poet is lost in reverie - and takes the reader along for the dream... | |
| Lucidity | Shadow |
| The dreaded alarm clock - Is there any more dreaded enemy for your morning? | |
| Catfishing | Faye Jones |
| There is a specialness than man (and woman) have always found in the simple act of fishing. | |
| Champagne | Sue |
| Live is composed of event after event, many seemingly disjointed and unrelated. But there is always a commonality, and sometimes it's a very surprising one. | |
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We just couldn't fit them all on one page. The Best is yet to come...
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