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	<title>Purging Thru Poetry</title>
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		<title>NEW BLOG</title>
		<description>Check out my new blog Purging Poet. </description>
		<link>http://purgingthrupoetry.today.com/2009/04/18/new-blog/</link>
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		<title>Facade</title>
		<description>Moving at a standstill
stop
and continue on
Look
but fail to see
beneath what covers hide
yet plainly show
Masks unveil
to deceive the eyes
A facade
intricately woven
make-believe
twined with reality
Simply complex
Truth never revealed
lost within
a facade
Fools believe
but me you won't deceive </description>
		<link>http://purgingthrupoetry.today.com/2009/04/07/facade/</link>
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		<title>She Wants</title>
		<description>I skipped posting my poem yesterday I know so today you get two!

She Wants

She wants to be beautiful
a floating dream
feet never touching the ground
She wants to be perfect
beauty and grace
bone and strength
A vision so alluring
you must look away
She wants to be this
but she is me </description>
		<link>http://purgingthrupoetry.today.com/2009/04/07/she-wants/</link>
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		<title>National Poetry Month</title>
		<description>April is national poetry month yay!  I know I'm late getting started on this but every day this month I am going to challenge myself to write a poem and I suggest you do it too!  If you would like to submit some work to be posted on my site ...</description>
		<link>http://purgingthrupoetry.today.com/2009/04/05/national-poetry-month/</link>
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		<title>Fallen</title>
		<description>You say she's fallen
no longer pure and pristine
A woman
long before you were ready
to deem her so

You say she's fallen
not the way you taught her
to be
She was to be better
after all perfection doesn't cause grief

You say she's fallen
given in to unholy sin
Unthinkable
So wrong and completely against
the way she was supposed to ...</description>
		<link>http://purgingthrupoetry.today.com/2009/03/26/fallen/</link>
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		<title>Featured Poet: Langston Hughes</title>
		<description>

 Langston Hughes is a celebrated American Poet whom I could easily call one of the best poets of all time. 
Born in 1902, Hughes grew up with his grandmother in Lawrence, Kansas whose first husband participated in abolitionist John Brown's raid of the federal arsenal at Harper's Ferry in 1859.  Hughes' ...</description>
		<link>http://purgingthrupoetry.today.com/2009/03/24/featured-poet-langston-hughes/</link>
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		<title>It doesn&#8217;t have to rhyme</title>
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		<link>http://purgingthrupoetry.today.com/2009/03/23/it-doesnt-have-to-rhyme/</link>
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		<title>Writer&#8217;s Block The Poem</title>
		<description>Writer’s Block

A modern notion
an imposter
take a deep breath
retreat to the confines
of your dreams
a phenomenon involving
inspiration and creativity
the first step in freeing your
imagination
There are common causes
but no lack of meaning
believing, questioning,
challenging what doesn’t exist
living above mediocre words </description>
		<link>http://purgingthrupoetry.today.com/2009/03/19/writers-block-the-poem/</link>
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		<title>Writer&#8217;s Block</title>
		<description>I'm having a serious case of writer's block...its resulted in a lot of cartoon surfing.  This one had me rolling...but maybe its just me.




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		<link>http://purgingthrupoetry.today.com/2009/03/19/writers-block/</link>
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		<title>Happy St. Patrick&#8217;s Day</title>
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The Lively Leprechaun
by Betsy Franco

I caught a lively leprechaun
With stubble on his face.
He promised loads of buried gold
And led me to this place.
But when I let him loose to dig,
He leaped and led a chase.
That lively laughing leprechaun
Had left without a trace!



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		<link>http://purgingthrupoetry.today.com/2009/03/17/happy-st-patricks-day/</link>
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