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			<title><![CDATA[ Moments drift. ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <div style="text-align: center;">
  Softly stored in gold and grey
  <br>
  secured in silence
  <br>
  endlessly,
  <br>
  the moments drift
  <br>
  upon their way
  <br>
  without a second
  <br>
  glance at me,
  <br>
  for I have never
  <br>
  had the time
  <br>
  to watch the seconds
  <br>
  as they climb,
  <br>
  and I will never
  <br>
  ever see
  <br>
  the hours
  <br>
  of eternity.
  <br>
  <br>
  Waiting on some far off shore
  <br>
  with patient
  <br>
  reflectivity,... ]]></description>

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			<author>feeds@yuku.com (backstreetdreamer)</author>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 14:30:59 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Dawn on the South Downs--{Sonnet.} ]]></title>
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<p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm" align="center"><font color="#000"><br></font></p>

<p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm" align="center"><font color="#000" size="4">Over the south soft rolling hills of the South Downs,</font></p>

<p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm" align="center"><font color="#000" size="4">Horizon wears beauty, like Royalty wear crowns,</font></p>

<p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm" align="center"><font color="#000"><font size="4"><span lang="en-GB">As water-</span>weak... ]]></description>

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			<author>feeds@yuku.com (MrLeslie)</author>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 04:54:10 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Dancing words. ]]></title>
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          Poetry dancing on the air,
          <br>
          Like pages turning in the breeze,
          <br>
          Like fingers ruffling through your hair
          <br>
          Or whispers from a forest&#39;s trees,... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 01:09:56 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Ellan Vannin's kiss. ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Ellan Vannin is the Celtic name for the Isle of Man, and the names of the characters are real Celtic names,
<br>
the triskelion is the three legged symbol
<br>
Of the Isle of Man, also a symbol associated with druidism.
<br>
<br>
<br>
<br>
<br>
Soft harp strings shivered longingly upon the flowering day
<br>
And Ceridwen&#39;s smile was magic as it wandered down the bay,
<br>
For Ellan Vannin&#39;s waters were all mist wrapped in the dawn
<br>
And Ceridwen&#39;s love was blossoming, for it... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 14:58:44 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Back There ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <p><strong>BACK THERE</strong>
<br>
<br>
&quot;You&#39;ll have to go to Brisbane Sir,&quot; my doctor said to me,
<br>
&quot;So one of them there Specialists can see your gammy knee.
<br>
Some friends said I could stay with them and take a train to town,
<br>
But thought I&#39;d take my walking stick, old knee might let me down.</p>

<p>The lady at the ticket box she gave me quite a scare,
<br>
My train had just pulled in you see she didn&#39;t seem to care.
<br>
Five dollars I then handed... ]]></description>

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			<author>feeds@yuku.com (bush poet)</author>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 23:41:16 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Remembering Mama ]]></title>
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<br>
<br>

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  <font size="4"><span class="bold">Mama, can you hear my prayer?</span></font>
  <br>
  <font size="4"><span class="bold">Can you see your child from there?</span></font>
  <br>
  <font size="4"><span class="bold">If you feel my fear, my pain,</span></font>
  <br>
  <font size="4"><span class="bold">please dry away my tears again.</span></font>
  <br>
  <br>
  <font size="4"><span class="bold">Watch me, Mama, dance... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 17:58:05 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Moments. ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <div style="text-align: center;">
  In the time it takes
  <br>
  the final leaf
  <br>
  to tumble
  <br>
   from a tree,
  <br>
  no more
  <br>
  to whisper
  <br>
  softly
  <br>
  in the
  <br>
  secret
  <br>
  dancing sea,
  <br>
  is the silence
  <br>
  of a moment
  <br>
  that
  <br>
  I treasure
  <br>
  most of all,
  <br>
  in the lifetime
  <br>
  of together
  <br>
  that it
  <br>
  took the leaf
  <br>
  to fall.
  <br>
  <br>
  <br>
  In the time it takes
  <br>
  the final... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 10:28:57 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Dear friend ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm" align="center"><br></p>

<p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm" align="center">Dear friend!<img src="http://static.yuku.com//domainskins/bypass/img/smileys/tired.gif" alt="image"></p>

<p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm" align="center"><br></p>

<p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm" align="center"><br></p>

<p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm" align="center">Paint me a poem that comes straight from your heart</p>

<p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm" align="center">Paint me the true words that begin... ]]></description>

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			<author>feeds@yuku.com (MrLeslie)</author>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 10:18:37 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ The perfect rhyme. ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <div style="text-align: center;">
  Deeper than the darkest night
  <br>
  like secrets hiding from the light,
  <br>
  the children of the hidden flame
  <br>
  are known by yet another name,
  <br>
  for in the depths of evermore
  <br>
  like seashells on a distant shore
  <br>
  they tumble in the seas of time
  <br>
  just pieces of a broken rhyme.
  <br>
  <br>
  And in each line they see again
  <br>
  through latticed mist and teeming rain,
  <br>
  the images of poetry
  <br>
  that... ]]></description>

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			<author>feeds@yuku.com (backstreetdreamer)</author>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 08:43:18 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ A bird on a branch. ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <br>
Falling leaves in the Autumn asleep on the air
<br>
Join together in scattering gold everywhere,
<br>
Summer streams that stitch meadows together with song
<br>
Dance in sun shadowed joy as they tumble along,
<br>
And a bird on a branch silhouetted at dawn
<br>
Is much more than a bird, more a dream being born,
<br>
In each of these treasures the pleasure of seeing
<br>
Is just part of the natural beauty of being.
<br>
<br>
<br>
Smiling faces that shine from the mirrors of love
<br>
Eyes... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 07:10:43 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ I think of love.{Sonnet.} ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <p align="center"></p>

<p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm" align="center"><br></p>

<p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm" align="center"><br></p>

<p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm" align="center"><font color="#0000CC">Some dark nights, when just a pale moon adorns the sky</font></p>

<p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm" align="center"><font color="#0000CC">I think of love and then, I think of you and I</font></p>

<p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm" align="center"><font color="#0000CC">Just how the Gods had sent you down... ]]></description>

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			<author>feeds@yuku.com (MrLeslie)</author>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 04:33:33 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ The silken strand. ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ The door so slowly creaked ajar, repainting corners with the shades
<br>
That tied themselves subversibly, before the fire&#39;s last ember fades
<br>
Then crawled back deep inside themselves, to dream the dream they always do
<br>
Until the ashes blink and die, before their fading shine is through,
<br>
And in the garden&#39;s waking glow, she wanders like a silken strand
<br>
With no-one there to make her smile, and no-one there to hold her hand,
<br>
For deep within her inmost being, time... ]]></description>

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			<author>feeds@yuku.com (backstreetdreamer)</author>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 10:41:50 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ After Avalon. ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <div style="text-align: center;">
  I once accompanied a friend to his meeting of Alcoholics Anonymous, which is where this poem came from...
  <br>
  <br>
  <br>
  In the circle, there
  <br>
  are no holds barred, it holds
  <br>
  mirrored eyes and ordinance
  <br>
   survey faces, and promises
  <br>
  a thousand times
  <br>
  repeated,
  <br>
  but never kept.
  <br>
  Reflected guilt is passed, from
  <br>
  beacon to beacon, along with
  <br>
  single malt wishes, liquid
  <br>
  gold... ]]></description>

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			<author>feeds@yuku.com (backstreetdreamer)</author>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 09:29:57 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Poui Me ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">If I could be just any tree</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">Without a doubt I&#39;d be a <strong style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal">Poui</strong></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">A golden one with blooms so fair</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">And hummingbirds caught in my hair.
<br>
<br>
But when &#39;twas time for me to rest</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in... ]]></description>

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			<author>feeds@yuku.com (trinimade)</author>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 11:11:53 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Jack Lantern. ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ When the lamps of Moongilley are lit
<br>
above the village of Ghoon
<br>
the will o&#39;wisps rise from the marsh
<br>
to write their mysterious runes
<br>
on the thin evening air that blows from Kildare
<br>
lashed with rain from the Isle of Auchtroon.
<br>
As goblins awaken and murmur
<br>
and Barrow-worms shiver and stir
<br>
Jack Lantern sets out for the forest
<br>
where giant moths flutter and whirr.
<br>
Old Jack Lantern sings and shakes a brave leg
<br>
beneath the green Moon of... ]]></description>

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			<author>feeds@yuku.com (Willowdown)</author>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 21 Oct 2009 21:34:02 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Small Token ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center">I wanted to give something back to Him,</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center">To thank Him for the things He&#39;s done for me;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center">This was a burning wish, not just a whim,</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center">And so I pondered on it carefully.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 20:42:20 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Sonnet---&#39;In God&#39;s sight.&#39; ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <p align="center"><font color="#0000CC">Do thee thus think the world is at thy beck and call,
<br>
with place reserved for thee in hallowed hall?
<br>
Doth thee then think that Angels whisper soft thy name,
<br>
or in Gods kingdom, thy can play this childish game?
<br>
~~
<br>
A wicked game of lust and cheating loves own heart,
<br>
the weapon thee did use, right from the very start
<br>
Now I kneel on bended knees in solemn prayer
<br>
whilst thou just play your churlish games without a... ]]></description>

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			<author>feeds@yuku.com (MrLeslie)</author>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 22:48:02 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Divali Celebrations ]]></title>
			<link>http://aspiringpoets.yuku.com/topic/4158/t/Divali-Celebrations.html</link>
			<description><![CDATA[ <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"><span style="COLOR: green"><font color="#000000">Hindus everywhere today
celebrate</font></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"><span style="COLOR: green"><font color="#000000">The Festival of Lights, their
Divali,</font></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"><span style="COLOR: green"><font color="#000000">To mark how goodness can claim... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2009 07:50:14 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Haunting Fear ]]></title>
			<link>http://aspiringpoets.yuku.com/topic/4103/t/Haunting-Fear.html</link>
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  <font style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" size="4">Haunting Fear</font>
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			<author>feeds@yuku.com (cusick)</author>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 08 Oct 2009 08:16:20 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ BRITISH Island of JERSEY; Leslie&#39;s place of birth, and its USA connection. ]]></title>
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    New Jersey USA was named because its first Govenor Phillip de Carteret, was born on the Island of Jersey, British Channel Islands. UK.
    <br>
    <br>
    New Jersey was founded in 1664. The founder was Philip de Carteret from the British Island of Jersey, he became NJ&#39;s first Governor.
    <br>
    The first town was called Elizabeth Town,
    <br>
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    NJ became a state of the USA on the 18th Dec... ]]></description>

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