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Love Lifted Me!
By: Boris Tomson | 13/10/2008
When you join an online dating service, you are looking for a girl that you can like even come to love. That girl is looking for a guy that She can like or even love. What you aren't looking for is a girl who would like your best friend or your idea of what the perfect guy looks like or talks like or thinks like. So, in order to find the right girl for you and she is out there, you need to be completely honest with yourself when writing the online profile, during the dating process and beyond.
How Children Can Learn To Write Poetry In Six Steps
By: Zacharias Allred | 02/10/2008
Teaching children to write poetry can be done if the steps are broken down. Children learn best when it is simple and easily accomplished. Basically all you need to do is show children how to rhyme words and then put them together. Here are 6 methods.
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By: NWANOSIKE MICHAEL | 27/09/2008
This is The tale of two individuals whose paths met as a result of sickle cell disease…
They made it thus far having battled the disease for long :Arben lived to see the day where he would play a major factor in curing Tep(the little kid)of the disease...
What could have ended in a tragedy ended in a happy note: Arben already the chief medical officer (free from sickle cell disease) in top medical facility in the village; and Tep leading a healthy and secure life under his care..
Renewing on the Journey by Peter Menkin
By: Peter Menkin | 26/09/2008
Religious and spiritual poem about the spiritual journey by aspiring poet Peter Menkin, who reads this audio version posted on Archive.org. The poem begins with an invocation of kind and says in a direct, simply put way that the body mystical is part of the journey. The final version post on Peter Menkin blog was written May 16, 2001 and begins with these words:
Omega, birth with Paschal
blessings into the Spirit
that is renewing me, how
alert one comes to the body
mystical.
The Melody of the Bible by Peter Menkin
By: Peter Menkin | 26/09/2008
Religious and Spiritual poem about the Bible, as it is read in Church. This outloud reading of the New or Old Testament text is praised in the poem. Written by a "Parish Poet," Peter Menkin Obl Cam OSB, the work is also read by the same. These words from the poem's text (which appears on Peter Menkin blog):
lovely messengers, you bring
me to desire the Gospel
words that make new testament...
Christ's Enveloping Charity by Peter Menkin
By: Peter Menkin | 26/09/2008
Religious and spiritual poem about which aspiring poet Peter Menkin writes: "Today, Friday, I visited a woman in the health care unit of a retirement home. She asked me for a word, and I gave her these. I am thinking about them today: "For God alone my soul in silence waits;/from him comes my salvation..." (Psalm 62, BCP). The poem I post today is a personal statement about Christ and I hope has meaning for you as a believer, or if not a believer, gives you insight into the Psalm quotation.
Sleep, Known and Unknown Petitions by Peter Menkin
By: Peter Menkin | 26/09/2008
Religious and spiritual poem by aspiring poet Peter Menkin, read in his voice and recorded Lent, 2008, the work begins: Sleep, invited each night with anticipation. Lull during the hours to instill a deeper sometimes, punctuated with early times of prayer,for refreshment. Often awakened through force... The writer introduces the text which appears on his "Peter Menkin blog" this way: "I hope you will like this effort of mine, and find resonance in it.
Poem About a Dog by Peter Menkin
By: Peter Menkin | 26/09/2008
Secular doggeral about the Guide Dog "Christmas" who served Jan Robitscher of Berkeley, California, a teacher at The School for Deacons in Berkeley, California. The "poem" tells of the end of "Christmas'" career, and her moving on to retirement with Carol Luther, a Priest in the Diocese of California (San Francisco Bay Area). This is a sad story in a way, but told here about the service and happy, warm relationship this dog from Guide Dogs for the Blind had with her mistress.
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They were drowning and we were standing on the banks helplessly watching the flood engulfing the island.
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You are searching the answers. Why the cohesion is weakening and we moving in opposite direction. Turbulence has ruined the serenity.
Dirt or Road
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Life was ruthless. You must pay for breathing easily. Violence has a strategy and become a drifter.
Innocent Blue
By: Satish Verma | 18/10/2007 | Poetry
The religion and rituals were displacing the god. Death was coming stealthily. Still you live to defeat the inevitable. Innocence will survive.
Unborn Fathers
By: Satish Verma | 18/10/2007 | Poetry
Fear of unknown encircles your life and depression overtakes you. The wounds, bruises, haunt you. We were being punished.
Templed Fire
By: Satish Verma | 17/10/2007 | Poetry
The emptiness provides a renewal of strength. Survival needs a search for the pain which burns a fire in temple.
Licking Death
By: Satish Verma | 17/10/2007 | Poetry
Truth and lies go together. Lies know the truth better. Life has known the different versions.
Walls
By: Satish Verma | 17/10/2007 | Poetry
Time is the great avenger. The salt of eyes decorates a skeleton. You were looking for the shells on banks.
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