<?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-4922229293357823339</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:10:04.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waxing Poetic</title><subtitle type='html'>As an important part of those things I do, I am initiating this blog to keep my poetry in. Feel free to comment or what not. This exists to help me develop my art.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gabriel Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487639755885823018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7rLtJMspQYc/SaLM6-v04RI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4sOkHt-N6o0/S220/headshot.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/feeds/1085439228749703430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922229293357823339&amp;postID=1085439228749703430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/1085439228749703430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/1085439228749703430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/2009/03/memorium-spacebat.html' title='Memorium Spacebat'/><author><name>Gabriel Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487639755885823018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7rLtJMspQYc/SaLM6-v04RI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4sOkHt-N6o0/S220/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922229293357823339.post-647890848983411732</id><published>2009-02-18T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:55:48.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahab</title><content type='html'>She's on the phone voice tear stained and its one-am&lt;br /&gt;I pull myself my dreams and my sheets to the floor&lt;br /&gt;And this time&lt;br /&gt;I can smell it on the air as I dress to hunt in black and she&lt;br /&gt;See rough dark jeans to unbuckle and drop&lt;br /&gt;See cheap logos shirt to grasp and pull&lt;br /&gt;And leather jacket to press against her closeness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My armory is full&lt;br /&gt;Naruda, Laux, Shakespeare,&lt;br /&gt;And nameless Egyptian number twenty three&lt;br /&gt;Cummings is unexpected so I bring him whispering&lt;br /&gt;Since feeling is first&lt;br /&gt;She who ever questions my intent&lt;br /&gt;Will never wholly love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am unstoppable&lt;br /&gt;I cross my lawn&lt;br /&gt;Cross the city cross her doorstep cross the threshold&lt;br /&gt;But I will never reach her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot cross time filled with&lt;br /&gt;Bodies and beds and books on tables&lt;br /&gt;Hopeful dreaming heads&lt;br /&gt;Downed with a light brown hair&lt;br /&gt;And my eyes staring out over empty&lt;br /&gt;Nights burning in nihilistics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight she is drowning&lt;br /&gt;Looking to be saved&lt;br /&gt;And I am on my way&lt;br /&gt;With the harpoon she armed me with&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922229293357823339-647890848983411732?l=gabriels-poems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/feeds/647890848983411732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922229293357823339&amp;postID=647890848983411732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/647890848983411732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/647890848983411732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/2009/02/ahab.html' title='Ahab'/><author><name>Gabriel Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487639755885823018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7rLtJMspQYc/SaLM6-v04RI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4sOkHt-N6o0/S220/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922229293357823339.post-5055309059014794603</id><published>2008-12-30T10:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T10:17:22.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One</title><content type='html'>Sing to me Homer&lt;br /&gt;Of a cave at the dawn of the ocean primordial&lt;br /&gt;Both empty and full&lt;br /&gt;Speak to me waves,&lt;br /&gt;Rhythm of piano voices and trumpeting sighs&lt;br /&gt;Delivered the aphros of gestures&lt;br /&gt;Whisper to me truth and plenty&lt;br /&gt;Spaces open unempty&lt;br /&gt;Resonance and wisdom&lt;br /&gt;And please do it before Virgil arrives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With his legion romantic&lt;br /&gt;That once I feared and perhaps still do&lt;br /&gt;Feet beating in dance&lt;br /&gt;Setting out to other lands&lt;br /&gt;Claiming the hearts minds and its own&lt;br /&gt;“We have come to save you!” they cheer&lt;br /&gt;Besting circumstantial hordes&lt;br /&gt;Virgil’s romantics shaping, holding, then leaving&lt;br /&gt;All essential untouched&lt;br /&gt;They know romantic they have become&lt;br /&gt;They know those parts which are&lt;br /&gt;And the epics echo within&lt;br /&gt;Sea cave at the beginning of time&lt;br /&gt;Hearts across the world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922229293357823339-5055309059014794603?l=gabriels-poems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/feeds/5055309059014794603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922229293357823339&amp;postID=5055309059014794603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/5055309059014794603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/5055309059014794603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/2008/12/one.html' title='One'/><author><name>Gabriel Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487639755885823018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7rLtJMspQYc/SaLM6-v04RI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4sOkHt-N6o0/S220/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922229293357823339.post-3186208375135921679</id><published>2008-11-06T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T16:54:58.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Achilles</title><content type='html'>I dreamt so long of you last night&lt;br /&gt;Goodbyes and I passed by still in the dark&lt;br /&gt;And you stood by tall and strong&lt;br /&gt;With hands spread out wide to block the moon&lt;br /&gt;And my stomach turned stone at a touch&lt;br /&gt;At the sight of the line of your mouth&lt;br /&gt;And at the warm breath clouding memories&lt;br /&gt;Of unfaded youth and clarity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time and you spoke with&lt;br /&gt;Bells sundered clappers and coffee scented rooms&lt;br /&gt;Solo drive ins with dark roads and with darker homes&lt;br /&gt;And within hopes that recollect times&lt;br /&gt;Warm and free of doubt&lt;br /&gt;Warm and filled with summer breezes&lt;br /&gt;Warm and eyes that freed of words of unsetting sons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nights dream, I and said of you&lt;br /&gt;Too much&lt;br /&gt;And I prayed for cloaking rain and&lt;br /&gt;More then once you told me you&lt;br /&gt;Did not regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not regret a thing&lt;br /&gt;Not even that a heart grown cold enough&lt;br /&gt;It could only explain by walking away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922229293357823339-3186208375135921679?l=gabriels-poems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/feeds/3186208375135921679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922229293357823339&amp;postID=3186208375135921679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/3186208375135921679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/3186208375135921679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/2008/11/achilles.html' title='Achilles'/><author><name>Gabriel Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487639755885823018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7rLtJMspQYc/SaLM6-v04RI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4sOkHt-N6o0/S220/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922229293357823339.post-1332847895523899747</id><published>2008-10-30T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T11:11:46.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sapped</title><content type='html'>When he danced it was all that we knew of rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Cycling like rings and worlds too slow turning and I&lt;br /&gt;I fell raining expressed as instinct and nature&lt;br /&gt;No need for me to fret that my future may land&lt;br /&gt;So thirsty deep with roots shallow water eyes&lt;br /&gt;Soft as romance and how he could make me cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I stand barren on sand fields and those&lt;br /&gt;Eyes strain and lips purse with efforts uncontained&lt;br /&gt;Not remembering songs of soft skin no longer now&lt;br /&gt;Dried red cracked sun abused&lt;br /&gt;Coming as memories&lt;br /&gt;Blowning back against&lt;br /&gt;My cheeks stained looking out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him once that forever is too long for soft things&lt;br /&gt;like promises&lt;br /&gt;and people&lt;br /&gt;and healing&lt;br /&gt;and love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922229293357823339-1332847895523899747?l=gabriels-poems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/feeds/1332847895523899747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922229293357823339&amp;postID=1332847895523899747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/1332847895523899747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/1332847895523899747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/2008/10/sapped.html' title='Sapped'/><author><name>Gabriel Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487639755885823018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7rLtJMspQYc/SaLM6-v04RI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4sOkHt-N6o0/S220/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922229293357823339.post-13542314157151665</id><published>2008-09-30T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T09:19:09.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Askance</title><content type='html'>There is a song in me and I&lt;br /&gt;Believe in words drawn deep&lt;br /&gt;And words that last as&lt;br /&gt;Shuffling feet ragged breaths&lt;br /&gt;Head set soft upon my back&lt;br /&gt;Asking for me to sing just a little more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922229293357823339-13542314157151665?l=gabriels-poems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/feeds/13542314157151665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922229293357823339&amp;postID=13542314157151665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/13542314157151665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/13542314157151665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/2008/09/askance.html' title='Askance'/><author><name>Gabriel Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487639755885823018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7rLtJMspQYc/SaLM6-v04RI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4sOkHt-N6o0/S220/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922229293357823339.post-134558038295729507</id><published>2008-06-16T11:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:10:41.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;With silence whispered&lt;br /&gt;Too great for ears with&lt;br /&gt;Red fading from pursed lips and&lt;br /&gt;Skin white and so painfully smooth.&lt;br /&gt;A miracle of cheeks&lt;br /&gt;Of wind and tensed moments&lt;br /&gt;Of hearts and&lt;br /&gt;Still with eyes down cast and&lt;br /&gt;Words forming tears of blood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922229293357823339-134558038295729507?l=gabriels-poems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/feeds/134558038295729507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922229293357823339&amp;postID=134558038295729507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/134558038295729507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/134558038295729507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/2008/06/mary.html' title='Mary'/><author><name>Gabriel Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487639755885823018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7rLtJMspQYc/SaLM6-v04RI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4sOkHt-N6o0/S220/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922229293357823339.post-6710637944684928420</id><published>2008-06-16T08:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:12:05.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bright Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lush verdant breathing musky&lt;br /&gt;Soil much more than&lt;br /&gt;Static and filled with&lt;br /&gt;Howling with laughter&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes thought wise&lt;br /&gt;But oh so&lt;br /&gt;Often fools and we&lt;br /&gt;Clinging to ignorance owned&lt;br /&gt;Conditions that cleft difference&lt;br /&gt;Between the laughing, climbing,&lt;br /&gt;And those who would sit and watch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922229293357823339-6710637944684928420?l=gabriels-poems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/feeds/6710637944684928420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922229293357823339&amp;postID=6710637944684928420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/6710637944684928420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/6710637944684928420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/2008/06/bright-eyes.html' title='Bright Eyes'/><author><name>Gabriel Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487639755885823018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7rLtJMspQYc/SaLM6-v04RI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4sOkHt-N6o0/S220/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922229293357823339.post-163565776491277283</id><published>2008-06-16T08:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:13:50.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carthage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;A wooden frame upon a hill&lt;br /&gt;And those few people who pulled together&lt;br /&gt;Beneath a roof with holes thought&lt;br /&gt;Nothing of the wind that robbed their nights&lt;br /&gt;Of blissful dreams.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She looked out eyes wide&lt;br /&gt;Awake with the knowing&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that&lt;br /&gt;Things are not as they should be&lt;br /&gt;As they were intended to be&lt;br /&gt;As she wanted them to be&lt;br /&gt;And she kissed those dreams&lt;br /&gt;And turned. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He wept, wind in his&lt;br /&gt;Hair blown back towards what&lt;br /&gt;Was left behind. Destiny&lt;br /&gt;Not given to kindness&lt;br /&gt;And fate made by poets&lt;br /&gt;Long dead. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922229293357823339-163565776491277283?l=gabriels-poems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/feeds/163565776491277283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922229293357823339&amp;postID=163565776491277283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/163565776491277283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/163565776491277283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/2008/06/carthage.html' title='Carthage'/><author><name>Gabriel Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487639755885823018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7rLtJMspQYc/SaLM6-v04RI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4sOkHt-N6o0/S220/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922229293357823339.post-7864292242624343237</id><published>2008-06-13T11:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:15:01.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethyl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;Water, as from always&lt;br /&gt;Her sky, and is&lt;br /&gt;Mine. Hope should be&lt;br /&gt;Hope, more to friend,&lt;br /&gt;Much more, than like&lt;br /&gt;And word, smoke, fire,&lt;br /&gt;And she, broken water.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922229293357823339-7864292242624343237?l=gabriels-poems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/feeds/7864292242624343237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922229293357823339&amp;postID=7864292242624343237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/7864292242624343237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/7864292242624343237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/2008/06/ethyl.html' title='Ethyl'/><author><name>Gabriel Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487639755885823018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7rLtJMspQYc/SaLM6-v04RI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4sOkHt-N6o0/S220/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922229293357823339.post-230758706540431148</id><published>2008-06-12T11:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:16:29.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I was too young to really understand irony, a year came&lt;br /&gt;The frost came far earlier than we had expected and on&lt;br /&gt;Our little hobby farm a great machine of people&lt;br /&gt;Was put to action to save those who&lt;br /&gt;May not make it through a frozen night&lt;br /&gt;When their shelters and were not yet complete. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My two adopted sisters, my half-brother and&lt;br /&gt;I, with the help of our mother and stepfather ran,&lt;br /&gt;Feet crushing the thickening earth,&lt;br /&gt;Breath hanging in the air,&lt;br /&gt;Gathering one and all the creatures of our youth,&lt;br /&gt;Our barnyard hosts who gave&lt;br /&gt;And took and did not think anything of it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Into feed sheds, blankets wrapped around&lt;br /&gt;Bodies of fur and caked with mud&lt;br /&gt;They were put into barns in&lt;br /&gt;Makeshift families for their&lt;br /&gt;Mutual safety&lt;br /&gt;Bleating and mooing&lt;br /&gt;Without understanding for why such a things were done&lt;br /&gt;Or why this was their life&lt;br /&gt;And we shut them in to work it out themselves&lt;br /&gt;Falling asleep exhausted in the warmth of our beds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922229293357823339-230758706540431148?l=gabriels-poems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/feeds/230758706540431148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922229293357823339&amp;postID=230758706540431148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/230758706540431148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/230758706540431148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/2008/06/frost.html' title='Frost'/><author><name>Gabriel Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487639755885823018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7rLtJMspQYc/SaLM6-v04RI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4sOkHt-N6o0/S220/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922229293357823339.post-5399774588889030708</id><published>2008-06-11T12:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:17:58.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starlight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;Her lips words breathless searching&lt;br /&gt;More than I can remember a time&lt;br /&gt;Young pure innocent searching to&lt;br /&gt;Know again&lt;br /&gt;Never this moment again&lt;br /&gt;Cheeks flushed night air and my eyes hungry her&lt;br /&gt;Eyes again&lt;br /&gt;Never having drank too long&lt;br /&gt;Not long enough to know if what was there is&lt;br /&gt;There again&lt;br /&gt;For&lt;br /&gt;Me again&lt;br /&gt;Push continues unheard&lt;br /&gt;Breath pulled tight skin wet&lt;br /&gt;Hair grasping but&lt;br /&gt;Hungry again&lt;br /&gt;Eyes again&lt;br /&gt;And there cannot&lt;br /&gt;Cannot know cannot believe cannot&lt;br /&gt;Touch again&lt;br /&gt;Eyes again&lt;br /&gt;Pulling&lt;br /&gt;Away again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922229293357823339-5399774588889030708?l=gabriels-poems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gabriels-poems.blogspot.com/feeds/5399774588889030708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922229293357823339&amp;postID=5399774588889030708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922229293357823339/posts/default/5399774588889030708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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