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Walter Sobchak

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Re: Poetry
« Reply #90 on: January 17, 2024, 08:53:08 PM »

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Re: Poetry
« Reply #91 on: February 20, 2024, 09:46:22 AM »

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Re: Poetry
« Reply #92 on: March 01, 2024, 04:36:27 PM »

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45392/ulysses

It gets better as one grows grayer.

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Re: Poetry
« Reply #93 on: March 12, 2024, 04:56:53 PM »

James Patrick Caviezel Jr

From the depths of despair, I rise,
A phoenix forged in fire, defying lies.
Through the darkest nights and coldest days,
I find the strength to stand, to blaze my way.
In the face of cruelty, I choose love,
For kindness is my armor, lifted high above.
No shelter denied, no voice unheard,
I am the warrior of light, undeterred.
With every breath, I reclaim my power,
Turning pain into purpose, hour by hour.
For in the heart of adversity, I find my voice,
To stand tall, to inspire, to rejoice.
So let the world witness, let them see,
The triumph of resilience, the victory in me.
For I am not defined by the battles I've faced,
But by the grace with which I've embraced.

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James is a great actor, and now he proves that he is a good Poet, James is a Renaissance Man.

Salute,

Tony V.
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Re: Poetry
« Reply #94 on: March 19, 2024, 10:55:37 AM »

(palindromes, cont.)


Do I report seams, Maestro Period?
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Re: Poetry
« Reply #95 on: March 25, 2024, 07:36:16 PM »

Lonely, Tom? Embargo? Do grab me mo' Tylenol.
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Re: Poetry
« Reply #96 on: April 11, 2024, 03:55:20 PM »

Noisy burro operators rot, are poor Ruby's ion.

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Re: Poetry
« Reply #97 on: May 04, 2024, 09:12:53 AM »

Amy met a renegotiated, a cadet AI to generate my Ma.
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