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	<title>Listen &#38; Be Heard Poetry Cafe Blog</title>
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	<description>Poetry, Spoken Word, Community.</description>
	<pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 17:31:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Vases</title>
		<link>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/21/vases/</link>
		<comments>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/21/vases/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 17:31:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>tyriq plummer</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Poem of the Day]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[daily poetry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Shattered like glass, the green leaves within leave us lief with grief and twisted belief.
I can hardly see through this fog.
It&#8217;s smothering my senses.
The dog senses senselessness,
but my six pences build fences
and put upon a pensive brow
so as not to know now from then,
or whether here is when,
or whether near will spin.
Out of control like [...]]]></description>
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		<title>CHAMELEONS</title>
		<link>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/21/chameleons/</link>
		<comments>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/21/chameleons/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 14:41:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dr. charles frederickson</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[PoeArtry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[ 
 
CHAMELEONS
 
Vicissitudes of wrinkled nature show
True colorless ambiguity bare naked

Heart exposed lonely old world
Lizard’s quest for perfect mate
 
Its mirror image past unrecognizable
In camouflage uniform undetectably blending
Into terrain disguising scaly discerning
Soul changing clothes polishing markings
 
Coat of many colors remembered
For long absence making first
Dance moves wild carnality soars
Free throes of untamable spirit
 
Flash fire burning inside puffed
Cheeks grown flush [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The King Cat (for my friend Socks)</title>
		<link>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/20/the-king-cat-for-my-friend-socks/</link>
		<comments>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/20/the-king-cat-for-my-friend-socks/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 17:57:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>pablo rosales</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Poem of the Day]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[cat]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[pablo rosales]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Socks, you are such a warm and cool
Benevolent cat
How I envy you and your life
You live your life like a Vagabond,
A Hunter
And a King
Warmed by your lounging space where you lay about
By the firelight
That sometimes you will share
Rather reluctantly
Or by the portable heater
Which you claim and covet as your own
O, so selfishly

Cooled by the patio deck [...]]]></description>
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		<title>STUNNED SENSELESS</title>
		<link>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/19/stunned-senseless/</link>
		<comments>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/19/stunned-senseless/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2008 14:40:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dr. charles frederickson</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[PoeArtry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[

STUNNED SENSELESS
Nature neither kind nor cruel
Mostly indifferent instinctive spiritual animism
Attuned to subtle dissonant rhythms
Shaman foreshadowing ominous soulful alerts
 
Sunburst flurry of sea swallows
Menacingly thrashing wings overhead shrieks
Ruffled throat feathers throbbing pulsations
Rip tide current eerie calm
 

Knowing elephants smashing steel chains
In unison oversized ears flip-flop
Herd charging upslope jungle stampede
Stopping pointblank beyond wavelength outreach
 
Grazing water buffalo unlocking horns
Muddy hooves [...]]]></description>
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		<title>911</title>
		<link>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/19/911/</link>
		<comments>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/19/911/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2008 14:18:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Rain</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Poem of the Day]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[yea, is this 911? 
i&#8217;m calling to report a guy who&#8217;s lost.
i don&#8217;t know his name&#8230;he just said he was lost.
that&#8217;s all i know.
i don&#8217;t know the street, he&#8217;s just somewhere back there.
you&#8217;ll know him when you see him.
i don&#8217;t want to give my name, all i know is this guy asked if i could [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Light</title>
		<link>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/18/light/</link>
		<comments>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/18/light/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Nov 2008 14:13:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>The_Catalyst</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Poem of the Day]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[children]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[Light]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[love]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[.
It&#8217;s a most wondrous little thing.
That innocence-
We&#8217;re never as blissful in our lives,
As when we&#8217;re that young.
Keep your youth, little one.
I whisper those words into your ear
As you sleep on my shoulder.
You&#8217;re eyes are full of hope.
Keep that light.
Don&#8217;t let it die.
I know sometimes things will seem hopeless,
But never lose sight of the light in [...]]]></description>
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		<title>11/18 - Blog Talk Radio Show - USA - L&#038;BH Radio Hour Open Mic</title>
		<link>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/17/1118-blog-talk-radio-show-usa-lbh-radio-hour-open-mic/</link>
		<comments>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/17/1118-blog-talk-radio-show-usa-lbh-radio-hour-open-mic/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Nov 2008 02:57:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>martha cinader mims</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Poetry Cafe Events]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[open mic]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[

	
		
							
					
					L&#038;BH Radio Hour Open Mic
				
						
				When
				
					11/18
											
							8:00pm
														-
							All Ages
													
									
			
			
				Where
				
											
															Blog Talk Radio Show
														(map)
						
						http://www.blogtalkradio.com/listenandbeheard
USA
															
			
							Other InfoL&#038;BH Radio Hour encourages poets to call in to our weekly internet radio show with a poem and/or announcements about poetry events anywhere in the U.S.

L&#038;BH Radio Hour Nov. 18
Listen &#038; Be Heard Network

Call-in Number: (718) 506-1481
Go to:
http://www.blogtalkradio.com/listenandbeheard/2008/11/19/LBH-Radio-Hour-Nov-18
to listen and for live chat and "click to [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Dead Oak Tree..</title>
		<link>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/17/dead-oak-tree/</link>
		<comments>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/17/dead-oak-tree/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Nov 2008 17:52:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Rain</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Poem of the Day]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[daily poetry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[to die in grace, a dead oak tree

let their eyes scan the fields

of stunning woods,and bountiful yields

i want to stand with my shadow cast

against horizons where nothing lasts

i was here, and here i'll be

forever live...the dead oak tree]]></description>
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		<title>MUD SLIDE</title>
		<link>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/17/mud-slide/</link>
		<comments>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/17/mud-slide/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Nov 2008 14:39:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dr. charles frederickson</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[PoeArtry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[

MUD SLIDE
 

Whole villages slither by downhearted
Desperate needy souls without recourse
Abandoned huts cling to hillsides
Knee deep red clay slicks
 
Stray dogs buried under rubble
Cherished family heirlooms grime infested
Pet songbird trapped behind bars
Gold cage exposing blackened ribs
 
Picking up bits and pieces
Of beloved lives devastatingly lost
Decomposed bodies clear tarpaulin mummies
Unceremoniously dumped in mass graves
 
Rancid stench permeating burial mounds
Grief-stricken anxiously [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Words Written</title>
		<link>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/14/words-written/</link>
		<comments>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/14/words-written/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Nov 2008 17:02:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Rain</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Poem of the Day]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[daily poetry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I write my songs about lost loves
dreams that might have been
memories of summer nights
stories with a bitter end
my words are written about the past
sometimes it&#8217;s hard to explain
They are who I am and what I feel
I find beauty hidden in the pain
I can&#8217;t write about happy times
even though I&#8217;ve had my share
I am a poet [...]]]></description>
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		<title>AVARITIA MALA EST</title>
		<link>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/14/avaritia-mala-est/</link>
		<comments>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/14/avaritia-mala-est/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Nov 2008 14:38:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dr. charles frederickson</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[PoeArtry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[


AVARITIA MALA EST
 
Predatory raiders lavishly increased profits
Incorporating leaner everyday meaner incentives
Replacing stock with skyrocketing debt

Driving prices to all-time highs
 
CEO’s fabricating illusions of success
Dishonesty bestest fake-believe insurance policy
Nine-figure nest eggheads fudging numbers
Sinful fraud whatever it takes
 
Malfunctioning USA corporation facing foreclosure
Imposing top-secret tax called inflation
Zealous Messianic free market fervor
Proselytizing mundane stupidity gone bad
 
Perilous warning signs painted over
Shape [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Body Language</title>
		<link>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/13/body-language/</link>
		<comments>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/13/body-language/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Nov 2008 17:45:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Eve Hall</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Poem of the Day]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[body language]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I see you across the room,
Your eyes are fixed right on me.
They start at my head,
And go down to my red, high-heeled shoes.
I try to concentrate on something else,
But my eyes continue to return back to you.
I become uncomfortable, uneasy,
As you begin to approach me.
You ask me for a dance, I hesitate,
Then I slowly enter [...]]]></description>
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		<title>To My Child, Yet To Be Conceived&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/12/to-my-child-yet-to-be-coceived/</link>
		<comments>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/12/to-my-child-yet-to-be-coceived/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 16:04:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>The_Catalyst</dc:creator>
		
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		<category><![CDATA[children]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[gift]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[love]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[unborn]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[for your sixteenth birthday
I will make you a mixtape.
full of your favorite songs,
well, the ones that I can remember,
and the ones I had you listen to
as we grew up together,
and I learned how to be a father
and you learned how to be a better
you through trial and error,
like we all do, despite the terror
presented by [...]]]></description>
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		<title>SHIMMY</title>
		<link>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/12/shimmy/</link>
		<comments>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/12/shimmy/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 14:02:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dr. charles frederickson</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[PoeArtry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[
 
 
SHIMMY
 
Divine intervention signs of signs
Lacking substance needy want re-channeled
Cymbal heavy percussion tympanic eardrums
Pierced lobes tropical punch drunk
 


                                    Stray howls beyond human earshot
                                    Slobbery froth rabid mongrel tongues
                                    Brass knuckles tarnished greenish luster
                                    Copper conducting never static electricity
 
Torso bent every which way
Trunk swaying lithe branches outreach
Footless stumps bleeding painful pleasure
Blisters drained of viscous pus
 
Manicured nails buffed [...]]]></description>
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		<title>the color you call blue</title>
		<link>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/11/the-color-you-call-blue/</link>
		<comments>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/11/the-color-you-call-blue/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2008 16:43:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Rain</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Poem of the Day]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[daily poetry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[you can write about your wars
the battles you&#8217;ve won or lost
you can sing about your highways
all the souvenirs you tossed
tell me all about sweet marie
how she left you all alone
how you wanted to end it all 
how the pain went to the bone
you can drop down to your knees
cry the whole night through
somewhere someone lays alone
from [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Crazy Things</title>
		<link>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/10/crazy-things/</link>
		<comments>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/10/crazy-things/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Nov 2008 18:40:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>The_Catalyst</dc:creator>
		
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		<category><![CDATA[crazy]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[There once was a man
So hopelessly in love
that he cut off his ear.
No one knows what he meant by it.
I guess, it&#8217;s just that love
makes you do crazy things.
That being said,
it&#8217;s not hard to believe
that there once was a man
So hopelessly in love
that he stowed away on trains
riding them from Ohio to Arizona
just to barge [...]]]></description>
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		<title>PRIVATE PROPERTY CONDEMNED</title>
		<link>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/10/private-property-condemned/</link>
		<comments>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/10/private-property-condemned/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Nov 2008 14:03:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dr. charles frederickson</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[PoeArtry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[ 
                         
 
  PRIVATE PROPERTY CONDEMNED
 
Playful sprites tote mushroom umbrellas
     Chasing rainbows where none exist
          Soiled en garden uprooting hopeful transplants
               Droopy pluck stems on hold
 


               Mock crystal vase edgy wither
          Hostile buds prematurely forced open
     Winning game plan losers disqualified
Sudden Death OT breaking deadlock ties
 
Idyllic pastorale harmony trampled upon
     Piles of humanure filling ruts
          Muddy bootprints [...]]]></description>
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		<title>You could have knocked</title>
		<link>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/07/you-could-have-knocked/</link>
		<comments>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/07/you-could-have-knocked/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Nov 2008 17:51:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lena Vanelslander</dc:creator>
		
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		<category><![CDATA[daily poetry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Blank pages to be filled
Urged by desire, need
As dust turns into earth
And earth turns into dust.

The door was open
But you could have knocked
A gentle, refreshing wind blows inside
To cast away the ancient and old.
Turmoils of sand dancing in the rain
No umbrella, coat, just plain cloth
Let&#8217;s gather around this fire
To warm our hands
For every fire only [...]]]></description>
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		<title>UNorthodox</title>
		<link>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/07/unorthodox/</link>
		<comments>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/07/unorthodox/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Nov 2008 14:00:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>dr. charles frederickson</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[PoeArtry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[
 
 
UNorthodox
 
Icaghowan Bible getaway UNhappy campers
     Summertime blues acute longing homesickness
          Wet dreams mattress reeking bedbuggery
               Infestation wingless mites parasitic bloodsuckers
 


                    Gospel according to UNsaintly Matt
               Smirking pervert log cabin counselor
          Averted nervous glances Mantra testament
     Stiff pricks have no consciences
 
Ghost stories invoking UNholy spirits
     Powwow marshmallows burnt to crisps
          Graham crackers Hershey bar smores
               Wienies [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Spacewoman&#8217;s Love Song</title>
		<link>http://www.listenandbeheard.net/home/2008/11/06/spacewomans-love-song/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 18:13:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>martha cinader mims</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Should I compare you to a summer's night?
Dawn would arrive too soon to count your charms:
Dark clouds might hide the full moon from my sight,
And it's summer that soon the fall disarms:

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