http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/ Poem of the Day Mon, 06 Jul 2009 18:58:14 GMT Scott Ransopher http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2093 http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2093 Endless summer of the Rising moon Indigo waters reflect the Clear images of the stars Just you and she Dancing in the sand Even in the darkness, there is Sun, 05 Jul 2009 21:43:14 GMT Scott Ransopher http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2092 http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2092 Search not into a man's heart But into his soul, For there you shall find the True meaning to life's puzzle. If you search the heart you Will find love, Sat, 04 Jul 2009 19:53:05 GMT Scott Ransopher http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2091 http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2091 When daffodils smile there's an explosion to life The struggle to live without much strife. Reality to fantasy with the blink of an eye With a vision of dreams Sat, 04 Jul 2009 13:52:44 GMT The Poetic Pulpit http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2090 http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2090 cid:059401c7a856$21b2d390$0c9cb4ce@NATCOMPUTER Under God.jpg Faith of a Nation An Unchanging Truth that truly changes some, This is the work of The Spirit, Sat, 04 Jul 2009 00:55:04 GMT Scott Ransopher http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2089 http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2089 "...Something that tickles the funny bone..." What could be better for body and soul Than the inundate the land with glee And send out waves of merriment and Thu, 02 Jul 2009 22:09:21 GMT Scott Ransopher http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2088 http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2088 The day she came upon this place all the trees were Seasons of fall. Red, orange, and the blinding colors of yellow. The earth's ground would make your heart Thu, 02 Jul 2009 16:21:43 GMT G. Smith http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2087 http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2087 MONTANA ... The sun slips in the window, right behind the breeze, Birdsong follows brightly, touching memories Of evenings turning into nights, and nights, in Wed, 01 Jul 2009 22:45:36 GMT Ruth Nott http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2086 http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2086 Scott, love these poems you've been writing lately! Ruth Wed, 01 Jul 2009 18:52:41 GMT Ed Wolverton http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2085 http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2085 Hi All, Edward Wolverton here.   Hmmmm, I'm just getting out of the hospital again....with one of those weird pressure points on my chest...feeling much Wed, 01 Jul 2009 17:46:35 GMT Scott Ransopher http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2084 http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2084 Who planned October's silent song Whose rhythm is the pulsing heart, Whose melody is echo heard From lost chorale the haunting theme Of every solitary art? Who Wed, 01 Jul 2009 17:46:11 GMT Scott Ransopher http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2083 http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2083 Remember him when the sky is dark, And clouds hide burning stars. Think of him as the rain rushes To touch his skin, and trees Dance around him through the Wed, 01 Jul 2009 11:08:34 GMT http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2082 http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2082 Welcome members. Thank you for posting your or reading our poetry here. RULES 1.) Please invite your friends to join us at Mon, 29 Jun 2009 17:07:47 GMT Scott Ransopher http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2081 http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2081 Like your name, You gather up the light And, smiling, share its wonder, Somehow persuade the bleakest day To part its clouds, Reveal the sun, the wealth Of its Sun, 28 Jun 2009 20:33:43 GMT Scott Ransopher http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2080 http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2080 Don't lollygag, scalawag, scurry on home. Your mama is waiting. You've tarried too long. The loblolly pine branches tap a tattoo. You'd best get on back 'cause Sat, 27 Jun 2009 19:44:07 GMT Scott Ransopher http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2079 http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemoftheday/message/2079 Riding a pale horse, Death is not a hooded skeleton. Scythe bone-knuckled gripped, Sockets wide as lunar craters With stars flickering in their depths, And