<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717</id><updated>2012-01-05T11:17:58.628-08:00</updated><category term='poetry'/><category term='Haiku'/><category term='Haiku #Haiku Poem'/><category term='Poem'/><category term='poetry poem bad'/><category term='Haiku?'/><title type='text'>Secret Poet</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' 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Seven</title><content type='html'>The world, it blurs before my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;This should come as no surprise.&lt;br /&gt;Is this the reason that I drink?&lt;br /&gt;Remove ability to think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I run away,&lt;br /&gt;Why I can't face the day,&lt;br /&gt;I think I am a clever man,&lt;br /&gt;But my drinking has a different plan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-1576377101522729692?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1576377101522729692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-hundred-and-forty-seven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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better man,&lt;br /&gt;I try to be a helpful friend,&lt;br /&gt;I try to be there to attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But try is never good enough,&lt;br /&gt;Decisions made, however tough,&lt;br /&gt;Seem to be the wrong way round,&lt;br /&gt;Can the way really be found?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-1522917266853584945?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1522917266853584945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-hundred-and-forty-six.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/1522917266853584945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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darkness around me fills my soul,&lt;br /&gt;I spiral down, in to the hole,&lt;br /&gt;Do I really have to fight,&lt;br /&gt;as I search for some light?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-4045523514698649952?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4045523514698649952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/11/one-hundred-and-forty-one.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/4045523514698649952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/4045523514698649952'/><link rel='alternate' 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I'm back again.&lt;br /&gt;I've felt some joy and had some pain.&lt;br /&gt;I've lived my life in many ways,&lt;br /&gt;and have survived all the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I look toward the heart,&lt;br /&gt;that is where we all must start.&lt;br /&gt;Without that feel I couldn't live,&lt;br /&gt;I simply have some love to give!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-3114470863457681330?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3114470863457681330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-hundred-and-forty.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/3114470863457681330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/3114470863457681330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-hundred-and-forty.html' title='One Hundred and Forty'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-8393080459642424307</id><published>2010-09-04T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T10:06:55.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Thirty Nine.</title><content type='html'>The world, they say, it still revolves,&lt;br /&gt;but ,from here, it just dissolves.&lt;br /&gt;A party night and family,&lt;br /&gt;is pretty much the best for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forget the joy, friends unknown.&lt;br /&gt;I arrive. The quiet. Home alone.&lt;br /&gt;Watching the fish,I feel so calm,&lt;br /&gt;At least I do them no harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the cats decide to visit,&lt;br /&gt;If there's better, tell me, what is it?&lt;br /&gt;So as they lay and simply be,&lt;br /&gt;My tension, stress, is set free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-8393080459642424307?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8393080459642424307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/09/one-hundred-and-thirty-nine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/8393080459642424307'/><link rel='self' 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background of white noise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-2675664255327330338?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2675664255327330338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-hundred-and-thirty-eight.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/2675664255327330338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/2675664255327330338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-hundred-and-thirty-eight.html' title='One Hundred and Thirty Eight.'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-6523196691212849979</id><published>2010-07-29T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T12:56:13.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Thirty Seven.</title><content type='html'>Like an echo, I hear your voice.&lt;br /&gt;It's in my head, I have no choice.&lt;br /&gt;You told me the right thing to do,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe once I will listen to you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-6523196691212849979?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6523196691212849979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-hundred-and-thirty-seven.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/6523196691212849979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/6523196691212849979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-hundred-and-thirty-seven.html' title='One Hundred and Thirty Seven.'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-3069093381414036647</id><published>2010-07-12T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T10:32:16.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Thirty Six..</title><content type='html'>Time ticks off its eternal beat,&lt;br /&gt;But time is tricky, all deceit.&lt;br /&gt;An hour that's full of pain and fear,&lt;br /&gt;Seems to last more than a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour that's full of joy and fun,&lt;br /&gt;Is over before it has begun.&lt;br /&gt;The faster time you must devour,&lt;br /&gt;Memorise for the darker hour!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-3069093381414036647?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-611039747719570867</id><published>2010-07-08T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T10:53:18.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Thirty Five.</title><content type='html'>I refuse to give in to the fear,&lt;br /&gt;I will greet each day with chosen cheer!&lt;br /&gt;Negative thinking is out the door,&lt;br /&gt;I decide to be afraid No More.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-611039747719570867?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/611039747719570867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-hundred-and-thirty-five.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/611039747719570867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/611039747719570867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-hundred-and-thirty-five.html' title='One Hundred and Thirty Five.'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-8074177905691696759</id><published>2010-07-08T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T10:27:43.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One hundred and Thirty Four</title><content type='html'>My morbid mind it thinks of Death.&lt;br /&gt;My neck it feels the foetid breath.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew how to be sure,&lt;br /&gt;To keep his bad news from my door.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-8074177905691696759?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8074177905691696759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-hundred-and-thirty-four.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/8074177905691696759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/8074177905691696759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-hundred-and-thirty-four.html' title='One hundred and Thirty Four'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-8976059944639188200</id><published>2010-07-01T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T13:48:50.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Thirty Three.</title><content type='html'>I wish I had a girl to touch,&lt;br /&gt;It's something that I crave so much.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who understands me,&lt;br /&gt;to make me actually BE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-8976059944639188200?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8976059944639188200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-hundred-and-thirty-three.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/8976059944639188200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/8976059944639188200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-hundred-and-thirty-three.html' title='One Hundred and Thirty Three.'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-7415593708435416426</id><published>2010-07-01T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T11:12:57.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Thirty Two.</title><content type='html'>Anipal Awards are nearly here!&lt;br /&gt;Please be ready to raise a cheer.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all chose to vote,&lt;br /&gt;for the Anipal on whom you dote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really don't have long to wait,&lt;br /&gt;Sixteenth of July is the starting date.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm not supposed to tell,&lt;br /&gt;It's on the Seventeenth as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really know, once it's begun,&lt;br /&gt;It will be nothing but fun!&lt;br /&gt;Being held in the #NipClub,&lt;br /&gt;It's better than your local pub!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-7415593708435416426?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7415593708435416426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-hundred-and-thirty-two.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/7415593708435416426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/7415593708435416426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-hundred-and-thirty-two.html' title='One Hundred and Thirty Two.'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-8432862523630743823</id><published>2010-07-01T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T09:39:14.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Thirty One.</title><content type='html'>Every day I try to see,&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;I start the day with a sense of fun.&lt;br /&gt;Looking toward the midday sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somewhere along the way,&lt;br /&gt;Everything just goes astray.&lt;br /&gt;My spirits simply seem to drop,&lt;br /&gt;My happy day becomes a flop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I get this annoyed,&lt;br /&gt;My hopes and dreams are destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;Is there something I can do,&lt;br /&gt;To let me live more like you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-8432862523630743823?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8432862523630743823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-hundred-and-thirty-one.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/8432862523630743823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/8432862523630743823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-hundred-and-thirty-one.html' title='One Hundred and Thirty One.'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-6959365443610771762</id><published>2010-06-24T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T13:24:41.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Thirty.</title><content type='html'>The bird flies free across the sky,&lt;br /&gt;I see it and I wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;Why can I not be so free,&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could just see the ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-6959365443610771762?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6959365443610771762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-hundred-and-thirty.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/6959365443610771762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/6959365443610771762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-hundred-and-thirty.html' title='One Hundred and Thirty.'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-1180498956787251248</id><published>2010-06-15T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T10:44:07.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Twenty Nine</title><content type='html'>As I grow older my body fails,&lt;br /&gt;My skin it wrinkles and it pales.&lt;br /&gt;My joints stiffen, my eyes go dim,&lt;br /&gt;I find it harder to stay slim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet through it all my mind survives,&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts buzzing like bees in hives,&lt;br /&gt;Ideas pop up, I think I'm clever.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it stays this way forever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-1180498956787251248?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1180498956787251248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-hundred-and-twenty-nine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/1180498956787251248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/1180498956787251248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-hundred-and-twenty-nine.html' title='One Hundred and Twenty Nine'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-3989083846393362759</id><published>2010-06-08T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T12:11:05.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Twenty Eight.</title><content type='html'>The dark of space holds stars of light,&lt;br /&gt;Like animal eyes bright with fright. &lt;br /&gt;When I look in to the black,&lt;br /&gt;I want to take the bad things back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-3989083846393362759?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-1165098223666160</id><published>2010-05-20T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T10:16:20.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Twenty Seven</title><content type='html'>Upon my pillow I turn my head,&lt;br /&gt;On to which my tears are shed.&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly, to my surprise,&lt;br /&gt;You are there to kiss my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you are really there,&lt;br /&gt;lets me know how much you care.&lt;br /&gt;You must have been there all the night,&lt;br /&gt;Wondering about my plight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If every night were the same,&lt;br /&gt;I could live without my shame.&lt;br /&gt;You could tell me all 'bout that,&lt;br /&gt;If only you weren't my pet cat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-1165098223666160?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1165098223666160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-hundred-and-twenty-seven.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/1165098223666160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/1165098223666160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-hundred-and-twenty-seven.html' title='One Hundred and Twenty Seven'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-7672439983825022495</id><published>2010-05-18T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T10:01:27.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Twenty Six</title><content type='html'>I try to be the best I can,&lt;br /&gt;I think of where, I began,&lt;br /&gt;Am I really getting worse?&lt;br /&gt;or do you still read my verse?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-7672439983825022495?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-4570852971253428652</id><published>2010-05-16T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T11:36:19.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Twenty Five</title><content type='html'>Blue and grey, the sky is filled.&lt;br /&gt;Pendulous clouds, rain distilled.&lt;br /&gt;Every cloud has a silver lining?&lt;br /&gt;For sunny weather , I am pining!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-4570852971253428652?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4570852971253428652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-7038550593220460379</id><published>2010-05-16T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T11:18:42.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Twenty Four</title><content type='html'>My world collapses in to me,&lt;br /&gt;why do I ask others to see?&lt;br /&gt;The way I fail, the degradation,&lt;br /&gt;Should I expose it to the nation?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-7038550593220460379?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7038550593220460379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-432462632703083647</id><published>2010-05-16T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T11:13:14.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Twenty Three.</title><content type='html'>I really love my family,&lt;br /&gt;They are so important to me.&lt;br /&gt;But a stranger could be a friend,&lt;br /&gt;Who can tell how the stories end?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-432462632703083647?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/432462632703083647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-3694419335057649667</id><published>2010-05-11T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T11:06:30.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Twenty Two</title><content type='html'>There are some days I need to shout,&lt;br /&gt;a whisper can also let it out.&lt;br /&gt;The way I say what I say,&lt;br /&gt;Changes almost every day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-3694419335057649667?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3694419335057649667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-1890245217356095960</id><published>2010-05-08T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T10:46:02.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One hundred and Twenty One</title><content type='html'>Are you thinking of a new pet?&lt;br /&gt;Please, Please, don't forget,&lt;br /&gt;There are many in shelters and pounds,&lt;br /&gt;Whose love for you would know no bounds!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-1890245217356095960?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1890245217356095960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-6901300267004749220</id><published>2010-05-06T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T14:25:38.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One hundred and Twenty</title><content type='html'>Flippantly we say the word Mother,&lt;br /&gt;yet we can't help but love her,&lt;br /&gt;she introduced us to the world,&lt;br /&gt;once inside her you were curled!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-6901300267004749220?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6901300267004749220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-1339714303893901539</id><published>2010-05-06T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T14:04:46.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Nineteen</title><content type='html'>My best friend was an animal,&lt;br /&gt;Me and them made me full!&lt;br /&gt;They may have "simply" been a pet,&lt;br /&gt;Yet the loss fills me with regret!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-1339714303893901539?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1339714303893901539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-3895286314777164580</id><published>2010-05-06T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T13:36:20.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Eighteen</title><content type='html'>I try to say what I mean,&lt;br /&gt;But there are meanings so unseen.&lt;br /&gt;What I write is always true,&lt;br /&gt;Even if it embarasses you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-3895286314777164580?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3895286314777164580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-1869331009480316208</id><published>2010-05-06T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T11:22:41.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Seventeen</title><content type='html'>She worries about how her hair looks,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder now "Does she read books?"&lt;br /&gt;What is important is inside you,&lt;br /&gt;not the fancy new hair "Do"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-1869331009480316208?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1869331009480316208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-377779232497321210</id><published>2010-05-06T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T11:15:58.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One hundred and Sixteen</title><content type='html'>A lie is just a scar on the soul,&lt;br /&gt;Think about the truth you stole.&lt;br /&gt;Try being honest, try being true,&lt;br /&gt;People will think far more of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-377779232497321210?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/377779232497321210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-2872650120761046904</id><published>2010-05-06T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T11:02:41.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Fifteen</title><content type='html'>Why are some people always so fake?&lt;br /&gt;The lies they tell, your soul does take!&lt;br /&gt;The truth you can feel, comes from the heart,&lt;br /&gt;Honesty, trust that's a good way to start!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-2872650120761046904?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2872650120761046904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-2830957335306415930</id><published>2010-05-03T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T11:24:14.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Fourteen.</title><content type='html'>I thank you all for reading this,&lt;br /&gt;Poetry seems to be dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;Eloquence I try to share,&lt;br /&gt;I thank you all for being there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-2830957335306415930?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2830957335306415930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-37687963904260626</id><published>2010-05-03T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T11:03:57.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Thirteen.</title><content type='html'>Election fever grips us all,&lt;br /&gt;But will my choice make the country fall?&lt;br /&gt;I decide to vote "None of the Above"&lt;br /&gt;They don't deserve my voting love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-37687963904260626?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/37687963904260626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-7470703399084838475</id><published>2010-05-01T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T10:57:00.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Twelve</title><content type='html'>To look, to see, to live, to BE,&lt;br /&gt;To dream, to imagine, what is ME?&lt;br /&gt;To hurt, to feel, to hope in vain,&lt;br /&gt;To know the joy, I feel the pain?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-7470703399084838475?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7470703399084838475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-4688167945923974674</id><published>2010-04-20T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T11:25:44.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Eleven</title><content type='html'>When the sun shines it makes me grin,&lt;br /&gt;As if it glows from within.&lt;br /&gt;It makes my smile extra bright,&lt;br /&gt;and helps me feel the delight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's warmth and light on my face,&lt;br /&gt;beaming down from outer space,&lt;br /&gt;heat from that far away,&lt;br /&gt;insists that I enjoy my day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-4688167945923974674?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-7129637190962709203</id><published>2010-04-13T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T12:25:00.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Ten</title><content type='html'>You are the god of your fish tank,&lt;br /&gt;If they could pray it is you they would thank.&lt;br /&gt;Please remember to change the water,&lt;br /&gt;Treat it like a favourite daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what you would do,&lt;br /&gt;If everything needed by you,&lt;br /&gt;The stuff on which you rely,&lt;br /&gt;Was supplied by the thing in the sky!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-7129637190962709203?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-3505403658228409514</id><published>2010-04-08T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T11:51:35.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Nine</title><content type='html'>I wish I were a child again,&lt;br /&gt;To bounce off things and feel no pain.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing the world will never end,&lt;br /&gt;all you meet is a new friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning what to say and do,&lt;br /&gt;Everything fresh and new,&lt;br /&gt;Run around, jump and dance,&lt;br /&gt;and if I want, pee in my pants!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-3505403658228409514?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-5003286020004873624</id><published>2010-03-20T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T11:35:15.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Seven</title><content type='html'>Scarlett seems a superb child,&lt;br /&gt;Loving with a touch of wild.&lt;br /&gt;In her eyes you can see,&lt;br /&gt;there's someone she would love to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her look, the number one,&lt;br /&gt;she idolises her Vikkeh Mum.&lt;br /&gt;But when her mum starts to whinge,&lt;br /&gt;Scarly kicks her in the minge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-5003286020004873624?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-5596148309992696052</id><published>2010-03-10T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T11:38:29.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Six</title><content type='html'>There is a purple button, &lt;br /&gt;I press and I feel great.&lt;br /&gt;Get your mind out of the gutter!&lt;br /&gt;It's Charity, You donate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's completely free to press it,&lt;br /&gt;It only takes a Click!&lt;br /&gt;If you can't see the advantage,&lt;br /&gt;You must be really thick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.theanimalrescuesite.com/clickToGive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-5596148309992696052?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-7894753131759771594</id><published>2010-03-08T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T15:53:35.294-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>One Hundred and Five</title><content type='html'>The world boils down to/ &lt;br /&gt;A picture of what could be/&lt;br /&gt;Will you let it be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-7894753131759771594?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7894753131759771594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-3618912534404439787</id><published>2010-03-02T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T10:43:12.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Four</title><content type='html'>You are my island in a turbulent ocean.&lt;br /&gt;You are my "Still" while the world is in motion.&lt;br /&gt;You make me think in a different way.&lt;br /&gt;You make me enjoy every day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-3618912534404439787?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3618912534404439787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-7950104385838946360</id><published>2010-02-28T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T14:52:02.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Three</title><content type='html'>I spiral down, Don't want to speak.&lt;br /&gt;Mentally I must be weak.&lt;br /&gt;My face, it may show a grin,&lt;br /&gt;Yet there is such turmoil within.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-7950104385838946360?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7950104385838946360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-3146887229977871650</id><published>2010-02-24T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T12:00:50.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and Two</title><content type='html'>I wish I could look in to people's heads,&lt;br /&gt;Opened like books, laid out to be read.&lt;br /&gt;I have to make do with internet stuff,&lt;br /&gt;Blogs and Twitter, but is it enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does someone's typing reveal thier soul,&lt;br /&gt;Or do they have a different goal?&lt;br /&gt;I say what I think and what I feel,&lt;br /&gt;But I always hide more than I reveal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-3146887229977871650?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-7561002382311122207</id><published>2010-02-22T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T14:15:40.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred and One</title><content type='html'>In the land of the blind the one-eyed man is king,&lt;br /&gt;But, A one-legged man at an ass kicking contest?&lt;br /&gt;That simply ain't his thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-7561002382311122207?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7561002382311122207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-hundred-and-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/7561002382311122207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/7561002382311122207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-hundred-and-one.html' title='One Hundred and One'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-1344813529540665475</id><published>2010-02-11T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T09:22:22.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hundred</title><content type='html'>In all I do I try and impress her,&lt;br /&gt;Always worry I will hurt or depress her,&lt;br /&gt;Every day I have a little dream,&lt;br /&gt;Silly or impetuous as it may seem,&lt;br /&gt;The time will come when I get to undress her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-1344813529540665475?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1344813529540665475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-hundred.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/1344813529540665475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/1344813529540665475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-hundred.html' title='One Hundred'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-2577558547995731111</id><published>2010-02-08T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T15:04:29.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninety Nine</title><content type='html'>I have the thought of becoming blind,&lt;br /&gt;A greater terror I cannot find.&lt;br /&gt;The sights I see become none,&lt;br /&gt;You see a friend? You see no-one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-2577558547995731111?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2577558547995731111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/02/ninety-nine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/2577558547995731111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/2577558547995731111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/02/ninety-nine.html' title='Ninety Nine'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-5628483406048027271</id><published>2010-02-05T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T12:56:44.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninety Eight</title><content type='html'>Follow Friday is not a chore,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone I follow I adore.&lt;br /&gt;Want the best of the Twitter game? &lt;br /&gt;See who I follow and do the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(@SecretPoetUK)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-5628483406048027271?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5628483406048027271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/02/ninety-eight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/5628483406048027271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/5628483406048027271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/02/ninety-eight.html' title='Ninety Eight'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-4667422392760897110</id><published>2010-02-02T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T09:52:51.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninety Seven</title><content type='html'>White light is made from every colour,&lt;br /&gt;All combining with each other.&lt;br /&gt;This, our planet, should be the same,&lt;br /&gt;Yet we don't get on, it's such a shame!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-4667422392760897110?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4667422392760897110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/02/ninety-seven.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/4667422392760897110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/4667422392760897110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/02/ninety-seven.html' title='Ninety Seven'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-9138543922110653753</id><published>2010-02-01T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T17:05:23.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninety Six</title><content type='html'>Before I sleep I need to say,&lt;br /&gt;In oh such, a very Small way,&lt;br /&gt;I hoped you met a sexy guy,&lt;br /&gt;Someone who really caught your eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That during that "Happy Hour",&lt;br /&gt;You found the one, your heart devoured.&lt;br /&gt;You deserve all of your hearts desire,&lt;br /&gt;Not be dragged in to my mire!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-9138543922110653753?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/9138543922110653753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/02/ninety-six.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/9138543922110653753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/9138543922110653753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/02/ninety-six.html' title='Ninety Six'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-3833569603403240575</id><published>2010-02-01T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T16:07:49.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninety Five</title><content type='html'>Health and Safety has gone insane,&lt;br /&gt;It infers that you have no brain!&lt;br /&gt;A Sign that says "This will hurt!"&lt;br /&gt;"Up your Bum!" I tend to blurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A machine with many rotating parts,&lt;br /&gt;Obviously hurts more than Chili Farts.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't need a sign to say,&lt;br /&gt;"Losing fingers ruins your day!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-3833569603403240575?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3833569603403240575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/02/ninety-five.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/3833569603403240575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/3833569603403240575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/02/ninety-five.html' title='Ninety Five'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-566052926636038470</id><published>2010-01-28T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T16:40:19.044-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Ninety Four</title><content type='html'>Some people may like what I write,&lt;br /&gt;Others think it total shite,&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid, now, it's not all you,&lt;br /&gt;It is simply what I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poetry may not be very good,&lt;br /&gt;yet it sustains me more than food.&lt;br /&gt;To write these things is not a chore,&lt;br /&gt;It feels like what I was born for!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-566052926636038470?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/566052926636038470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninety-four.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/566052926636038470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/566052926636038470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninety-four.html' title='Ninety Four'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-9085248488410036706</id><published>2010-01-28T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T14:35:33.286-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Ninety Three</title><content type='html'>Have you ever thought, why we do what we do?&lt;br /&gt;Are the choices you make really by You?&lt;br /&gt;When you decide, or make a choice,&lt;br /&gt;Do you just listen to your single voice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or do you pause to look around, &lt;br /&gt;Trying to hear that other sound?&lt;br /&gt;We can learn from more than just speech,&lt;br /&gt;Nature, around us, has so much to teach!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-9085248488410036706?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/9085248488410036706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninety-three.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/9085248488410036706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/9085248488410036706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninety-three.html' title='Ninety Three'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-108548275207757578</id><published>2010-01-26T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T14:18:09.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninety Two</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel I have nothing left,&lt;br /&gt;My Heart, My Soul, Inside bereft.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I have a different view,&lt;br /&gt;that every day is something new!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-108548275207757578?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/108548275207757578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninety-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/108548275207757578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/108548275207757578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninety-two.html' title='Ninety Two'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-3425953434014356393</id><published>2010-01-25T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T14:57:53.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninety One</title><content type='html'>There is something special about reading a book,&lt;br /&gt;In to other worlds, they give you a look!&lt;br /&gt;Through all those letters on a page,&lt;br /&gt;You feel your imagination engage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You create a world inside your mind,&lt;br /&gt;but what would somebody else find?&lt;br /&gt;Would the faces be the same as you,&lt;br /&gt;Or would they see a different view?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-3425953434014356393?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3425953434014356393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninety-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/3425953434014356393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/3425953434014356393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninety-one.html' title='Ninety One'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-1419214676406131232</id><published>2010-01-22T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T14:35:10.990-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Ninety</title><content type='html'>You are always my Hearts desire, &lt;br /&gt;You always set my life afire. &lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;When all my thoughts are "YOU, YOU, YOU!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-1419214676406131232?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1419214676406131232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninety.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/1419214676406131232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/1419214676406131232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninety.html' title='Ninety'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-249556653125721572</id><published>2010-01-22T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T13:31:50.068-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Eighty Nine</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, someone grabs your thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelms you like Juggernauts,&lt;br /&gt;Makes you think it can't be true,&lt;br /&gt;You can't believe, they like you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must always believe yourself,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what your mental health.&lt;br /&gt;Self confidence is just the thing,&lt;br /&gt;To make you think you are the King!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel the tickle of self doubt?&lt;br /&gt;Don't be scared to let it out,&lt;br /&gt;Ask, "What do you think of me?"&lt;br /&gt;The Answer is "You set me free!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-249556653125721572?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/249556653125721572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/eighty-nine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/249556653125721572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/249556653125721572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/eighty-nine.html' title='Eighty Nine'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-4131909434613916417</id><published>2010-01-22T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T13:09:23.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eighty Eight</title><content type='html'>I work the week to fund my life,&lt;br /&gt;The weekend is free of strife.&lt;br /&gt;If the day begins with S,&lt;br /&gt;In my head, I shout "YES!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-4131909434613916417?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4131909434613916417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/eighty-eight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/4131909434613916417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/4131909434613916417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/eighty-eight.html' title='Eighty Eight'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-4994893072732628241</id><published>2010-01-18T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:20:18.652-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Eighty Seven</title><content type='html'>I've just seen how many read my blog,&lt;br /&gt;I sit here with my face agog.&lt;br /&gt;To think you all read my stuff, &lt;br /&gt;Simply turns my soul to fluff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deeply thank you from my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I realise it's not high art,&lt;br /&gt;Yet you decide to hear my voice,&lt;br /&gt;Even, Seemingly by Choice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-4994893072732628241?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4994893072732628241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/eighty-seven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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look they let you know,&lt;br /&gt;They will follow, Where you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your decisions may be bad,&lt;br /&gt;You may even make them sad.&lt;br /&gt;But when you see that look of love&lt;br /&gt;It feels better than a silken glove.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-3552491684958886381?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3552491684958886381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/eighty-six.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/3552491684958886381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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a major feat.&lt;br /&gt;Feel Sanity on the brink?&lt;br /&gt;Tell your Brain, Joy to think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-1189665816706882096?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1189665816706882096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/eighty-five.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/1189665816706882096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/1189665816706882096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7053407466995039606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/eighty-four.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/7053407466995039606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/7053407466995039606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/eighty-four.html' title='Eighty Four'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-5964920018129692937</id><published>2010-01-12T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T11:17:29.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eighty Three</title><content type='html'>Today has been a really bad day.&lt;br /&gt;I've said things that I hate to say.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that with some strange sense,&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was in self defence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-5964920018129692937?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5964920018129692937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/eighty-three.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/5964920018129692937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/5964920018129692937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/eighty-three.html' title='Eighty Three'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-7050624259872237652</id><published>2010-01-11T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T15:19:52.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eighty Two</title><content type='html'>I look at myself in a different way.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how else I can say,&lt;br /&gt;The way, and things, you make me feel.&lt;br /&gt;The life I live feels far more real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-7050624259872237652?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7050624259872237652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/eighty-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/7050624259872237652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/7050624259872237652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/eighty-two.html' title='Eighty Two'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-5425084361189940795</id><published>2010-01-11T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T15:22:52.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eighty One</title><content type='html'>Sometimes there are things I want to say,&lt;br /&gt;But the words simply scare me away.&lt;br /&gt;It is easy to type on here,&lt;br /&gt;Say out loud? I live in fear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-5425084361189940795?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5425084361189940795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/eighty-one.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/5425084361189940795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/5425084361189940795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/eighty-one.html' title='Eighty One'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-8911240306824363137</id><published>2010-01-10T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T13:39:29.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eighty</title><content type='html'>Suddenly I feel a massive pressure,&lt;br /&gt;to write the poems that you may treasure.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the number Eighty,&lt;br /&gt;That makes this all extremely weighty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I don't let you down,&lt;br /&gt;That my poetry won't make you frown.&lt;br /&gt;But it is simply a compulsion,&lt;br /&gt;Like lighting the fuse on rocket propulsion!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-8911240306824363137?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8911240306824363137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/eighty.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/8911240306824363137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/8911240306824363137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/eighty.html' title='Eighty'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-2829599997377584330</id><published>2010-01-06T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T12:23:02.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventy Nine</title><content type='html'>When was the last time,&lt;br /&gt;You told your Mum you love her?&lt;br /&gt;That in Mum ratings,&lt;br /&gt;No-one is above her?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-2829599997377584330?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2829599997377584330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/seventy-nine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/2829599997377584330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/2829599997377584330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/seventy-nine.html' title='Seventy Nine'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-4026456416083743612</id><published>2010-01-05T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T15:07:01.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventy Eight</title><content type='html'>I want to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;I really do.&lt;br /&gt;But my thoughts are racing,&lt;br /&gt;Racing you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-4026456416083743612?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4026456416083743612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/seventy-eight.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/4026456416083743612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/4026456416083743612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-4621105491584343891</id><published>2010-01-04T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T13:44:13.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventy Six</title><content type='html'>Sometimes we feel nothing but pain,&lt;br /&gt;other times we enjoy the rain.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I were more self aware,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then I wouldn't Scare?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-4621105491584343891?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4621105491584343891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/seventy-six.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/4621105491584343891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/4621105491584343891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/seventy-six.html' title='Seventy Six'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-3817832289058864527</id><published>2010-01-04T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T13:36:12.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventy Five</title><content type='html'>I try to be happy,&lt;br /&gt;Really, I do.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I am,&lt;br /&gt;More broken than you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-3817832289058864527?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3817832289058864527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/seventy-five.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/3817832289058864527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/3817832289058864527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/seventy-five.html' title='Seventy Five'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-9067824883009050546</id><published>2010-01-02T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T14:08:38.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventy Four</title><content type='html'>How do fish sleep,&lt;br /&gt;When they can't close the eye,&lt;br /&gt;that for me wishes,&lt;br /&gt;the last day goodbye?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-9067824883009050546?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/9067824883009050546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/seventy-four.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/9067824883009050546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/9067824883009050546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2010/01/seventy-four.html' title='Seventy Four'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-7813265996174693893</id><published>2009-12-31T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T15:53:19.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventy Three</title><content type='html'>There is a pressure,&lt;br /&gt;Pressing down on me.&lt;br /&gt;From suspicion,&lt;br /&gt;To Fact.&lt;br /&gt;I wish,&lt;br /&gt;I could,&lt;br /&gt;surrender. &lt;br /&gt;But we all&lt;br /&gt;Simply retract!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-7813265996174693893?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7813265996174693893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/seventy-three.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/7813265996174693893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/7813265996174693893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/seventy-three.html' title='Seventy Three'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-3327644090832423123</id><published>2009-12-31T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T15:38:37.424-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku'/><title type='text'>Seventy Two</title><content type='html'>This tree looks on Fire/&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just Autumn Time?/&lt;br /&gt;How do we compare?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-3327644090832423123?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3327644090832423123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/seventy-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/3327644090832423123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/3327644090832423123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/seventy-two.html' title='Seventy Two'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-5913353715218316620</id><published>2009-12-30T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T11:26:01.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventy One</title><content type='html'>I think there is something wrong,&lt;br /&gt;With what most of us do.&lt;br /&gt;How often in a day,&lt;br /&gt;Do you simply say "Thank You"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Manners cost nothing",&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you've heard before,&lt;br /&gt;But really using manners,&lt;br /&gt;Opens a different door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People look at you,&lt;br /&gt;in a very different way.&lt;br /&gt;If as you pass you wish them all,&lt;br /&gt;"Have an amazing day!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-5913353715218316620?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5913353715218316620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/seventy-one.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/5913353715218316620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/5913353715218316620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/seventy-one.html' title='Seventy One'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-6451859540908404769</id><published>2009-12-29T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T11:23:04.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventy</title><content type='html'>The whole world is a war zone.&lt;br /&gt;With killing all around.&lt;br /&gt;Death is all about us,&lt;br /&gt;both above and under ground.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-6451859540908404769?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6451859540908404769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/seventy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/6451859540908404769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/6451859540908404769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/seventy.html' title='Seventy'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-2528558310506094478</id><published>2009-12-28T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T11:39:31.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventy (NOT MINE)</title><content type='html'>This is what I dream of one day being able to construct....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post Christmas time lets hope your fears&lt;br /&gt;Were brought to nought, with no shed tears.&lt;br /&gt;For gifts were given with love I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;And accepted the same by you and yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-2528558310506094478?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2528558310506094478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/seventy-not-mine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/2528558310506094478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/2528558310506094478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/seventy-not-mine.html' title='Seventy (NOT MINE)'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-108357269476912872</id><published>2009-12-28T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T15:21:33.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty Nine</title><content type='html'>The title should be fun enough,&lt;br /&gt;For Comedy, I add the word Muff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-108357269476912872?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/108357269476912872/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-8988380442539256465</id><published>2009-12-28T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T14:59:41.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty Eight</title><content type='html'>There is a Lady &lt;br /&gt;who owns my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;She makes me feel &lt;br /&gt;I accomplish nought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, in another way,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't live without,&lt;br /&gt;she always enlivens me.&lt;br /&gt;fills my world with doubt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-8988380442539256465?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8988380442539256465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/sixty-eight.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/8988380442539256465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/8988380442539256465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/sixty-eight.html' title='Sixty Eight'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-1650571003623011943</id><published>2009-12-27T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T10:29:04.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty Seven</title><content type='html'>Cats and Dogs are not different sides.&lt;br /&gt;How they behave, the owner decides!&lt;br /&gt;Live in peace they really can,&lt;br /&gt;Simply ask Cesar Milan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-1650571003623011943?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1650571003623011943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/sixty-seven.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/1650571003623011943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/1650571003623011943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/sixty-seven.html' title='Sixty Seven'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-5405948228486459952</id><published>2009-12-26T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T15:02:14.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty Six</title><content type='html'>I don't celebrate New Year, &lt;br /&gt;I celebrate New Day! &lt;br /&gt;Each and every day is special. &lt;br /&gt;Live it, that way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-5405948228486459952?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5405948228486459952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/sixty-six.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/5405948228486459952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/5405948228486459952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/sixty-six.html' title='Sixty Six'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-9002548987713175866</id><published>2009-12-26T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T13:11:12.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty Five. (Now a Poem, And a plea)</title><content type='html'>This is a plea for comments,&lt;br /&gt;If you hate it, I want to know.&lt;br /&gt;If all comments are good,&lt;br /&gt;They just inflate Ego!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made a pledge "Never Delete",&lt;br /&gt;a poem from on this site&lt;br /&gt;But, Some, I will Edit them.&lt;br /&gt;To try to polish shite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, If you would like to suggest titles instead of numbers feel free, I will add the best suggestions to the numbers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-9002548987713175866?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/9002548987713175866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/sixty-five-not-poem-plea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/9002548987713175866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/9002548987713175866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/sixty-five-not-poem-plea.html' title='Sixty Five. (Now a Poem, And a plea)'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-4380929419223662961</id><published>2009-12-26T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T12:31:18.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty Four</title><content type='html'>Where would we be without Television?&lt;br /&gt;Forced to make our own decision,&lt;br /&gt;Of what we want to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of only sitting and watching,&lt;br /&gt;Other plans could be hatching,&lt;br /&gt;Of what we want to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tv shows us many choices,&lt;br /&gt;But do we have our own voices?&lt;br /&gt;Of what we want to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be outdoors with Friendly faces,&lt;br /&gt;Exploring new and exciting places.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I want to do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-4380929419223662961?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4380929419223662961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/sixty-four.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/4380929419223662961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/4380929419223662961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/sixty-four.html' title='Sixty Four'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-3780663065871309945</id><published>2009-12-25T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T13:29:50.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty Three</title><content type='html'>I know a girl called Madison Jane,&lt;br /&gt;She fills my world with Joy.&lt;br /&gt;But when she was just a bump, &lt;br /&gt;I wished she was a Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I see my amazing Niece,&lt;br /&gt;The "Boy" thing gives me guilt.&lt;br /&gt;Yet still, and also, to my relief,&lt;br /&gt;A relationship has been built.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lets me know what life can be.&lt;br /&gt;In everything there can be fun.&lt;br /&gt;(You can also sleep anytime,&lt;br /&gt;As long as you've got your Bunn)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-3780663065871309945?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3780663065871309945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/sixty-three.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/3780663065871309945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/3780663065871309945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/sixty-three.html' title='Sixty Three'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-6721605835267194829</id><published>2009-12-25T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T14:13:18.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty Two</title><content type='html'>This day is for the children,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm a grown up kid,&lt;br /&gt;but when it gets to bedtime,&lt;br /&gt;Farewell this day I bid!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-6721605835267194829?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6721605835267194829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/sixty-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/6721605835267194829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/6721605835267194829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/sixty-two.html' title='Sixty Two'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-5858659648535725783</id><published>2009-12-25T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T13:00:25.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty One</title><content type='html'>Is there anything better than a cuddle?&lt;br /&gt;Or even just a hug?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is more likely to put a smile,&lt;br /&gt;On this persons ugly mug!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-5858659648535725783?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5858659648535725783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/sixty-one.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/5858659648535725783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/5858659648535725783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/sixty-one.html' title='Sixty One'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-873590346072921404</id><published>2009-12-25T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T12:31:35.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty</title><content type='html'>The festive day is almost over,&lt;br /&gt;I'm full of Christmas cheer.&lt;br /&gt;But I really just can't wait,&lt;br /&gt;'Til boxing day is here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-873590346072921404?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/873590346072921404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/sixty.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/873590346072921404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/873590346072921404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/sixty.html' title='Sixty'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-5185998875025974127</id><published>2009-12-24T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T12:01:09.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty Nine</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I simply can't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to write poems,&lt;br /&gt;Til my brain goes POP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-5185998875025974127?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5185998875025974127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/fifty-nine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/5185998875025974127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/5185998875025974127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/fifty-nine.html' title='Fifty Nine'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-2555142349840072578</id><published>2009-12-24T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T11:51:17.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty Eight</title><content type='html'>In my world it feels like,&lt;br /&gt;There is some kind of void.&lt;br /&gt;I simply try to fill it,&lt;br /&gt;but then just get annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know, How to join me?&lt;br /&gt;Do you look on and quake in fear?&lt;br /&gt;Or is the void who you are?&lt;br /&gt;Your Heart, Your compassionate ear?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-2555142349840072578?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2555142349840072578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/fifty-eight.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/2555142349840072578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/2555142349840072578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/fifty-eight.html' title='Fifty Eight'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-1768051650515469468</id><published>2009-12-24T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T11:07:51.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty Seven</title><content type='html'>They will hate it all, everything I give.&lt;br /&gt;They will grin and bare it. It's how we live.&lt;br /&gt;I will pretend to all, I love my gifts.&lt;br /&gt;They will know I'm nothing but a spend thrift.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-1768051650515469468?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1768051650515469468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/fifty-seven.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/1768051650515469468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/1768051650515469468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/fifty-seven.html' title='Fifty Seven'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-7208534947912469637</id><published>2009-12-24T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T10:56:17.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty Six</title><content type='html'>My Dad is who I look up to,&lt;br /&gt;He's taught me so many things.&lt;br /&gt;To know him is better than Red Bull,&lt;br /&gt;His humour gives me wings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-7208534947912469637?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7208534947912469637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/fifty-six.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/7208534947912469637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/7208534947912469637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/fifty-six.html' title='Fifty Six'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-7451009926947516126</id><published>2009-12-24T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T10:43:41.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty Five</title><content type='html'>I have a list of all my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;I tick them off one by one.&lt;br /&gt;It's better than a list of things,&lt;br /&gt;I wish, or should, have done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-7451009926947516126?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7451009926947516126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/fifty-five.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/7451009926947516126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/7451009926947516126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/fifty-five.html' title='Fifty Five'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-5381203020483270546</id><published>2009-12-24T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T10:03:52.819-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Fifty Four</title><content type='html'>Happy is a state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;You can choose to be this way!&lt;br /&gt;Just stop and think about it.&lt;br /&gt;What made me happy today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-5381203020483270546?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5381203020483270546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/fifty-four.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/5381203020483270546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/5381203020483270546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/fifty-four.html' title='Fifty Four'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-8603428157464963447</id><published>2009-12-24T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T08:33:38.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty Three</title><content type='html'>Christmas is, again, upon us,&lt;br /&gt;I should really greet it with joy.&lt;br /&gt;The best that I can wish for,&lt;br /&gt;Is a shiny new gadget or toy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-8603428157464963447?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8603428157464963447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/fifty-three.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/8603428157464963447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/8603428157464963447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/fifty-three.html' title='Fifty Three'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-4721095172656330836</id><published>2009-12-24T08:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T08:24:07.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty Two</title><content type='html'>Six of you now follow my stuff?&lt;br /&gt;I worry, Is my talent enough?&lt;br /&gt;All I do is spew out my brain,&lt;br /&gt;To prevent me from going insane!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-4721095172656330836?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4721095172656330836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/fifty-two.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/4721095172656330836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/4721095172656330836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/fifty-two.html' title='Fifty Two'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-1135346146007337681</id><published>2009-12-23T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T14:57:17.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty One</title><content type='html'>I know most of this is bad.&lt;br /&gt;You probably wince in pain.&lt;br /&gt;Think yourself lucky,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not "Chocolate Rain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SpJ49k4yLUk)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-1135346146007337681?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1135346146007337681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/fifty-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/1135346146007337681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966980350977707717/posts/default/1135346146007337681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/12/fifty-one.html' title='Fifty One'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-6339563594807175985</id><published>2009-12-23T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T13:26:53.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty</title><content type='html'>I try to Rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;For The Fiftieth time.&lt;br /&gt;My face goes pale,&lt;br /&gt;As I realise I fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh No I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;(Oh Yes you did!)&lt;br /&gt;Who am I trying to kid?&lt;div 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title='Fifty'/><author><name>Poet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16061570529407125108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966980350977707717.post-6516221343470144442</id><published>2009-12-23T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T13:08:22.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forty Nine</title><content type='html'>Science Fiction or Science Fact?&lt;br /&gt;Time will tell!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966980350977707717-6516221343470144442?l=poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemswithoutpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6516221343470144442/comments/default' title='Post 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