Welcome to the Weekly Coffee Table GUEST BOOK Review in tribute to those friends who have laid out their hearts on this guest site this week. I am astonished by the talents of so many writers whose words have moved and affected my week, just as I hope they did yours. Enjoy a refreshing review of this week's poems.
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February 22, 2010



February 23, 2010

By: Fergus Carty

February 24, 2010

By: Tatyana Carney
February 25, 2010

By: Autumn Page 
Quote of the Day: "Forgiveness is the economy of the heart... forgiveness saves the expense of anger, the cost of hatred, the waste of spirits."
~Hannah More

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Posted by V. Mahfood - 2/27/10

By: Autumn Page 
finally it is time for springs arrival
it has been a long enduring trial
i have given all i could ever give
i believe it is time to finally live
a life full of love and some showers
which will eventually bring flowers
the cold must be gone bring the warm
fight the battles fight through the storm
get through it and make it last
look toward good leave bad in the past
the snow is gone the flowers are here
be happy and hold the ones who are dear
wake up and smile and hug someone
it is better for more than it is none
winter will come but you know survival
take a break and live its springs arrival

Autumn Page
Poetry Soup



"A hush is over everything, Silent as women wait for love; The world is waiting for the spring".
~Sara Teasdale

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Posted by V. Mahfood - 2/25/10

By: Larry Jaffe


Tiny bird
falls from tree
to thorny bush

Bird cries
hopeless
stuck in briar
wings enmeshed
in pain

– She cannot fly

Take bird
gently in hand
fold wings softly
to body
pry thorns from
flesh

Blow
on feathers
give them motion
open hands

– fly away

Larry Jaffe

Jaffe is an internationally known and an award winning writer, author and poet. Whether he is writing on technical subjects or social issues, he clearly writes from the heart with great clarity and understanding. Jaffe impacts audiences and readers with a rich emotional range, masterfully crafted. Read More at: Larry Jaffe



"And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom".
-Anais Nin

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Posted by V. Mahfood - 2/22/10

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Welcome to the Weekly Coffee Table GUEST BOOK Review in tribute to those friends who have laid out their hearts on this guest site this week. I am astonished by the talents of so many writers whose words have moved and affected my week, just as I hope they did yours. Enjoy a refreshing review of this week's poems.
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February 15, 2010

February 16, 2010

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We all employ them in different ways,
most wisely, to inspire, cheer or praise.
Some try to keep them clean, and some do not.
Depleted of them, we can’t voice a thought.

We use them to make small talk, break the ice,
or offer resolutions, give advice.
We wheedle and beguile with them for gain,
or we may sharpen them, inflicting pain.

Consumed with envy, vengeance or with hate,
we hurl them to deride or to berate.
And it’s the foulest ones that some will seek
to ravage fragile spirits of the meek!

But other times, we ply them to entrance.
We spin a tale with them or make them dance
across a page in lines of poetry
by wielding them to capture imagery.

So whether they be dull or cast a spell,
we learn and grow if we digest them well.
And whether they be heard or signed or read,
it’s by the power of words mankind is led.

Andrea Dietrich



Quote of the Day: "To see clearly is poetry, prophecy and religion all in one."
-John Ruskin

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By: Cory Raymond

her petals had fallen
but her spirit still rose
unbidden
at the drop
of a leaf
the flight of a raven
the scent of wood smoke
wafting
wafting
wafting
through her soul

the chill of autumn
promising more
the turning
of seasons
reminding her
of seasons turning
before
the passing away
of summer's dubious gifts
and resurrection
of calmness
and quiet

rose hips
plump
promising more
roses would bloom
and then blow away
petals dropping
curling
decaying
spirits rising
roses again...

Cory Raymond
Sometimes Ever After



Quote of the Day: "It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanation from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit."

-Robert Louis Stevenson


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By: Robert Anderson


Take but what you need, take my heart
Into where it is your dreams take you
My love for you there shall undoubtedly part
With your soul as life through and through
No more will the days and nights haunt there
As loneliness, nay I say to this
Two souls meant forever for each other share
With each other a reason to exist
So take this weary heart into wherever
You may desire it to will you so
My life to you I swear however
You wished for it to take you years ago
Remember how when our blesséd aim
Faltered and yet we did survive
I wanted so much to bow in shame
My head and yet you did revive
What intent we set off unto this road
My sweet one, you are my rock for days
On end, my angel heaven bestowed
The only one whom I'll always praise
If all the moments we spend apart
Mean nothing to you, then why return
I wish for you to take my heart
With you to wherever your dreams do yearn

Robert Anderson



“If there ever comes a day when we can't be together keep me in your heart, I'll stay there forever”
~ Winnie the Pooh


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Posted by V. Mahfood-2/15/10

Welcome to the Weekly Coffee Table GUEST BOOK Review in tribute to those friends who have laid out their hearts on this guest site this week. I am astonished by the talents of so many writers whose words have moved and affected my week, just as I hope they did yours. Enjoy a refreshing review of this week's poems.
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February 8, 2010

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Quote of the Day:"All things share the same breath - the beast, the tree, the man... the air shares its spirit with all the life it supports."
-Chief Seattle

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Posted by V. Mahfood - 2/13/10

By: Carly Dinwiddie
I thought about you earlier today
but I didn't understand why. I see
your face when I look at her and
every time I cry.

I often find myself, calling her
your name. And I wish it were you
every time we play a game.

You’ve helped my through some rough
times, Lord, knows you were always there.
I used to think you look so smart,
the way you’d sit and stare.

You’d always lend a thoughtful ear,
a problem you’d never miss. And I miss
the way, on my cheek you’d lay
a little doggy kiss.

I know you’re gone for good now, though
it is hard for me to see. That you won’t
come when I call your name, it will always
be just me.

I know you didn’t leave me empty handed,
you left me a part of you. And, I will always
remember how much you loved me, and the
thoughtful things you’d do.

It is hard for me to realize no more cookies
you will mooch. And, it is hard for me to say
goodbye, so rest in peace, my pooch.

Carly Dinwiddie



"Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great."
-Mark Twain

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Posted by V. Mahfood - 2/12/10