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		<title>Girls of Concordia</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 16:20:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Girls of Concordia&#8221;
Sonnet 176
4/5/01
Well, I must away. Dawn draws nigh and this celestial dream
Of angelic visions must take its rest
In the daily burdens that cloud my mind&#8217;s searching gleam.
Until once again as the night&#8217;s silent mist
Awakens the sleeping wings of those aerial maidens,
And they wing their flight o&#8217;re dragon and fire
To caress my hidden senses [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Butterfly on a Train</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 16:12:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Butterfly on a Train&#8221;
3/23/01
Feelings of fetal vulnerability
Remind me of school-yard days
When all knew I wasn&#8217;t. I tried
Like the rest where the others played.
A butterfly on a train
Feels the way of lost, confusion.
Choosing signs he cannot read to fain
A pseudonym of fake delusion.
A puzzle piece from different worlds
Set and crammed to fit
A set with other girls
Who live [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Silent Invasion</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 16:04:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Silent Invasion&#8221;
3/19/01
Silence invades my very pours,
Sliding like the whispered moors
On walls of rock &#8216;long ivy knolls
Framed by stories constant told.
Celtic knots and green
Hang &#8217;round like druids, silent,
Mean, but perfect in the quiet.
Play the songs that flow
O&#8217;re all the ears that pass
Along this row
Of silent standing grass.
Here the quiet take control
and sing its tale of old
In [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Intertwined</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 15:58:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Intertwined&#8221;
3/14/01
Religious strands rise
intertwined
with the steam off the cups,
dripping neatly from the lips.
Poetic hands write
inscribed
on books in pages blank
describing what he feels and thinks.
Droning music tries,
undermined,
to fill the silence outside our ears,
but nothing&#8217;s heard except our fears.
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		<title>Cynic Photographs</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 15:55:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Cynic Photographs&#8221;
Sonnet 174
3/11/01
Old places burn the negatives clear
Off the paper clips in my mind.
Places held dear
Smell of haunting, vivid times.
Faces lost in a myriad of crowds
Stand striking and the same.
Despite my tested doubts
Some things never and forever change.
People remember names clued by eyes
But I deny they care
Like I often try,
But maybe there could be more there
Than [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Notice</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 21:39:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Notice&#8221;
Sonnet 173
3/6/01
Take time to notice.
Notice the little things that weave
Our personalities with our motives
And lose yourself in the scene.
The history of why
We are, and came from where
Will with no words describe
The life that we have shared.
Take time to love it;
Love what makes us we.
The greatest flatterers trick
Is to imitate what makes me me.
And in this [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Cold</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 21:34:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Cold&#8221;
2/14/01
Do you still call me friend? Wasn&#8217;t it your fingerprints found on the knife?
Didn&#8217;t you try to drown Me with the name of wife?
Weren&#8217;t the strands of rope found &#8216;neath your nails?
The burns on my soul and my neck tell the simplest tales.
Wasn&#8217;t it you who broke my heart and stole my visions?
You wanted to [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Come Back</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 21:27:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Come Back&#8221;
Sonnet 170
1/31/01
What would I do if you came back?
Would the moon glow brighter in the night,
Would the clouds flow like the black
Hair that surrounds your eyes?
Would I want to feel your hand&#8211;
The hand that stabbed my trust
And hung my failures out to fan
My origami lust?
Would I run to you or stationary stare?
If you came [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Where Impossibles Go</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 20:35:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Where Impossibles Go&#8221;
1/25/01
Dabbling in an alchemist dream to create
A golden strand from its fires burning passion.
Does one think it so simple a task
To brake the spider&#8217;s web and fashion
A garment that will span the years
In immortal joys and happy tears?
Can a faltering diamond of ice
When to the summer&#8217;s kiss of pain
Stand and shine like a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A Book</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 20:27:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;A Book&#8221;
Sonnet 169
1/16/01
Leather, stitched and bound with a careful hand.
Time and effort placed in creating a simple plan
To show affection for her face.
Maybe she will see the stitches
Which create a poem only read by witches.
Or a heart which understands the lonely.
Maybe she can feel the warmth Imbued into this book.
Maybe I will still for just a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Be So Bold</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 20:20:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Be So Bold&#8221;
Sonnet 168
1/14/01
I sit and wait for her.
I try to cross her path.
I love to hear her sweet chords stir,
But when I see her I retract.
The only voice I love to hear,
The loan two eyes I want to see
Are the hardest to draw too near
And often I am seldom seen.
It&#8217;s funny how the young heart [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Foolish Games (I play)</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 20:16:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Foolish Games (I play)&#8221;
1/14/01
My vision appears in bright array
like the newborn day in all its glory.
Silken hair caresses soft shoulders sitting
around magic portals spinning&#8211;
Spell their cast on me with their ivory;
playing words into me with bitter irony.
Twisting games of &#8220;who wants more?&#8221;,
and hide and seek from children four
are spun around her very nature&#8211;
All those boards I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>So Many</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 20:08:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;So Many&#8221;
1/13/01
So many times I wonder why.
Why so many different eyes&#8211;
Butterflies with wings that kiss their cheeks?
And why so many different forms
Of smiles, words, from liquid born?
A million ivory chapels sit and preach. Why?
But someday I will find one,
Lost beneath the cascade
Like a brilliant beacon in the sky.
And someday I will hold one&#8211;
The eighth of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Endless Realm</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 May 2008 15:58:30 +0000</pubDate>
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9/30/00
Clouds like little ponds they lay
In a broadened mist of grey.
Painted in the lightest tones
By a hand in royal robes.
The sky, an endless realm to see;
A kingdom for a Deity.
A ceiling endless, floor of white;
Field of Angels burning bright.
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		<title>Turn Away</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 May 2008 14:51:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kevin Olsen</dc:creator>
		
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JL
When we had to leave
It was always she
Who turned and walked away
As I stood and stayed
Waiving as she went,
Crying cause she meant
The world to me . . .
Cause now she has to leave.
I always felt it was
Best for her because
She always got to see
Friends and family.
While in the same locale
I&#8217;m feeling so left out;
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