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Blue Nuns in a Barren LandThe work of God,
they say the word of God,
is the finger of a mountain crushing
an evergreen forest, as a thumb put-places
the page; a bookmark made of eternity that forms the Now.

And if you disagree, as some authoritarian would,
place your page upfront, with all its words,
and let them choir as all choirboys do
before the unpleased crowd
of Me and You.

The shades will grow, we both should know,
for all deliberate things do so.
The grass will feeble by the wind,
so the wrath of His nose maketh it low.
And in the midst of crowing fiends
where Gehenna's gape is wide and grim
a blue trail 'll form of heads held high -
the t

Prosody GuideHere's a short and limited guide to prosody. Thought it might be helpful. Let's start with few terms:

Rhythm - refers to the natural rise and fall of the voice when something is being spoken or read aloud.

Meter - comes from the Greek word for "measure," is used to describe a regular rhythmic pattern that operates throughout a given poem.

Cesura - is a strong break/pause in the middle of a line.

Scansion - the act of determining the meter of a poem by marking the stressed and unstressed syllables in its lines.

Accents - (Stressed syllables) are marked by a slant line above the syllable (/)

Slack Syllables – (unstressed syllables) a

Pas ce Soir Don't you wish me dead
With all this sensitivity spewing out my fingers,
Braiding your hair sticky green, and jealous
As a fountain of joy.
L'envie, you said, elle rayonne la gloire lumineuse
Autour de votre cou épais et rouge. And these sparkly ears gloat
Much, up your peppery nose, cresting in your orifice.
So superficies, don't you feel oblige?

The white t-shirt,
Spineless as a worm, letches to my skin as to a nipple.
Très vous, you slide your nails underneath it
Your mouth tilde-bends, Du lait aigre-doux.
Yesterday we caught a white dwarf shining in the c

The Beech of WinterWinter came, its fingers cold
down the autumn spine.
That tarry name spelled-out
again, again as mantra do
for leaden eyes, while the body
shakes.

Coat of chaste hid the lilies, as they
chest-worn comforted Death.
There - mounts of dust; dust snow-piles, with
old familiar smell, mesmered
the yearn of letting
go.

One step failed the clouds,
two steps failed the past,
and with the third - lone beech deciduously
exposed her bosom to the night
and let the stars cry unto it, and
weep.

Her reddish hair in flames denounced
the naked breasts, the reap

A Souvenir of TastenessEverything which is life, is made of a thin layer
of an approximation to confusion.
Both our fingers, interlocked

Make a souvenir of tasteness,
to relish and delight in an embarrassment
limited to only you and me.

On this bench, we browse through slow photos,
sea-salt drenched-photos, moving sideways
from your cuddle to my inability;

words, tongues, all tied up in that which is
of greater possibility to please. As summer marches
down off the shore,

traveling the thick old stones of Neve-Zedek.
This is Tel-Aviv, in the first light of morning,
encompassed in everything which is Life.

Crude and coarse, as a dozing bulldozer,
I r

While, While, WhileWhile, while, while you can the window pane
wet tears of rain, the green of afternoons
a long thin line of ice and mandarin
from barren wastes, parched dunes white clean
        to northland groves, fat marshes' froth,
a sweet nectar of  thick knotty growth

onerous shades of time no more, a glass of woe
red lush of red berries and rubus bourgeois,
                of people under tar roofs, suede sofas, tv dinner esque
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`scarletwave Jan 25, 2009 Professional General Artist

Awww, yeah....she is the best

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`leoraigarath Jan 26, 2009 Professional Writer

yup

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`LadyLincoln Jan 24, 2009 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you Omri, words could never truly express what this means to me. Thank you so very, very much.

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`IrrevocableFate Jan 24, 2009 Writer

Aww, what a lovely stamp. <3

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