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Autumn Moon Her muse comes with the moonlightart, prose, poems and random thoughts

Pesto Cheese Ball from Paula Deen. June 14, 2008 by autumnmoon. 2 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil. 3 ounces oil-packed sun-dried tomatoes. June 14, 2008 by autumnmoon.

-----SLYBARD-----Perhaps no person can be a poet, or even enjoy poetry, without a certain UNSOUNDNESS of mind. My Muse thus guides this feeble hand to con old topics as Swift did in his time; and perhaps I shall be chanced to write much bette

Teach me how not to feel when feeling batters. The failing joys and truths of existence. Teach me to pride in half-truths high on lies. And when the wailing rides on breaths of wind,. Chorusing into distinct sufferings,.

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Wednesday, January 28, 2015. Mano jaisey, Sab khaali khaali sa ho gaya ho andar se,. Thokar lagey, toh awaaz hoti hai. Zindagi bhi dekho kabhi, kuch aise naraaz hoti hai. Bandhey rakhti hai, phir bhi woh pallu se apney,. Isko hardam, kinhee naye tajourbon ki talaash hoti hai. Monday, August 4, 2014. When the things, remain not. Saturday, July 19, 2014. Jab neend aankhon se rooth baithey,. Aur khayal koi zehen se lipat jaye.

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Sunday, May 13, 2007. It seems my promised first piece on other poets is rather resistant to the idea of being published here on my poetry blog. So until I sort out the technical problems, you can read it here instead. Thursday, May 10, 2007. What are days for? Days are where we live.

FROM THE ZEN CAVE Poetry, Writings, and Visual creations to make one think and feel.

Poetry, Writings, and Visual creations to make one think and feel. About FROM THE ZEN CAVE. ACROSS THE GLOBAL FACE OF HUMANITY. Leadership infected with the disease of a corrupt and tainted heart, where vision is blurred and the mind polluted. The bigger picture hung on an infinite wall of gravity amidst the universe, dangling on a delicate thread consisting of all life forms. For no matter what challenges or suffering are presented and endured t.

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Some gems collected from the internet. These poems have touched my heart, and I can identify to most of them very closely. Friday, May 05, 2006. When shades of night begin to fall. And the stars light up the sky,. I travel back in time,. Running free in fields of flowers,. Dens we made to shelter in. To escape the sudden showers. Such different games we played then,. Too many to recall,. But in those golden years. We were happy with bat and ball.

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Friday, November 24, 2006. Ah, these jasmines, these white jasmines! I seem to remember the first day when I filled my hands. With these jasmines, these white jasmines. I have loved the sunlight, the sky and the green earth;. I have heard the liquid murmur of the river. Through the darkness of midnight;. Autumn sunsets have come to me at the bend of the road. In the lonely waste, like a bride raising her veil. That I held in my hands when I was a child.