<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt;">Her hand is as soft as my touch
Her lips are as red as my heart
Nothing can compare as much
Pleasure for pleasure will surely start </span>
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt;">Moments of madness end with Love
Kindness and compassion know not hypocrisy
In my mind's eye I see the Lord above
Pleasure for pleasure knows not jealousy
Solitude is made perfect together
Silence in each other's arms is sure
Escape from this world is a wish we share
Fantasy made real in**<span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"> pleasure for pleasure </span>**</span>
**<span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt;">He is talking about how the hands and the feel of his lover is. He is talking about how she is so nice to him. Also how he would get jealous of her sometimes. </span></span>**
**<span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">Afford yourself what you can carry out. </span></span>**
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">A coward and a coda share a word.</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">We get our ugliness from fear.</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">We get our danger from the lord.</span>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">**<span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">This poem is logical because you can only take what you can hold. You can only hold as much as you can carry on your back.</span>**
**<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Tones of pleasure</span>**</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Peaceful, satisfied, contented, happy, cheerful, joyful, playful, jubilant, euphoric, elated, intimate, seductive, affectionate</span>
Tones of pain
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Half a day is dead already--</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">a lady with a baby in the shady graveyard</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">promenade not quite the idea</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">but the first idea to be**<span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"> impressed</span>**</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">so firmly--Grace to be born</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">but all in relation</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">to the babe.</span>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">**<span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">This is a poem of pleasure. The reason it is, is because she impresses some people and she feels good about herself. She seems satisfied with what she has done great.</span>**
**<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Tones of pain</span>**e
Worried, uneasy, troubled, disappointed, regretful, vexed, annoyed, disgusted, miserable, mournful, sorrowful, sad, dismal, irritable, sullen, bitter, crushed, caustic, horrified, elegiac, melancholic, somber, ominous, apprehensive, foreboding, regretful, </span>
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt;">Sometimes I am in so much**<span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"> pain</span>**. All I want to do is cry. And sometimes the pain is so bad. I just want to die. I would be better of dead. Then to have to bear the pain. So if you have pain. Then you can understand how I feel. That the pain I am in is very very real. written 5/2/08 Posted 5/2/08 </span>
**<span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt;">This poem is really about the pain. She is talking about how she is always finding trouble and getting hurt.</span></span>**
**<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Tones of passion</span>**
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Hysterical, impulsive, desperate, frantic, serious, enraged, angry, jealous, outraged, irate, effusive, urgent, sentimental, restrained,
</span>**<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Tones of comedy</span>**
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Satiric, amused, mocking, humorous, sarcastic, sardonic, ironic, bantering, mock-heroic, silly, joking, whimsical, dreamy, fanciful
There they are again. It's after dark.</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">The rain begins its sober **<span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">comedy,</span>**</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Slicking down their hair as they wait</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Under a pepper tree or eucalyptus,</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Larry Dietz, Luis Gonzalez, the Fitzgerald brothers,</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">And Jarman, hidden from the cop car</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">They giggle a little, with money ready</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">To pay for more, waiting in the rain.</span>
This poem is funny because the brothers are hiding but laughing. They just commited a crime but the are giggling and giving away their position. You would think that they would stay quiet but they are cracking jokes. That’s why this poem is a comedy. Tones of animation
Lively, eager, animated, excited, energetic, passionate, hopeful, ecstatic
Created and maintained by poet and educator Charles Bernstein and Loss Pequeno Glazier, a renowned expert in the field of digital poetry, the site is part of the poetics program at the State University of New York at Buffalo. The project's goal, as declared on the site, is "to make available a wide range of resources centered on digital and contemporary formally innovative poetries, new media writing, and literary programming."
**<span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">This poem makes you feel animated because of what it talks about. It talks about graphic designers making people into different movie chararcters. This is why this poem makes you feel animated
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**<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Tones of apathy </span>**
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt;">my **<span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">apathy </span>**towards you is earned
ask me why and I'll explain that you have not learned
that my love is fragile not to be broken
once it is it will be as if we have never spoken
but still you hurt me as if it's a game
and expecting my love to be the same
how dare you try to seek
something in a life you created bleak</span>
**<span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">This poem is about apathy because she is saying how he has not learned. How she has tried to teach him but he does not learn. So she cannot help him. </span></span>**
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Dull, colorless, indifferent, resigned, defeated, helpless, hopeless, dry, monotonous, bored, insincere, apathetic,
**<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Tones of self-importance</span>**</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Confident, arrogant, pompous, boastful, flippant, condescending, contemptuous, defiant, inflammatory, disdainful, irreverent, pretentious, patronizing, pedantic, moralistic
Today as we walk in Paris I promise to focus</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">More on the sights before **<span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">myself </span>**us than on the woman</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">We noticed yesterday in the photograph at the print shop,</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">The slender brunette who looked like you</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">As she posed with a violin case by a horse-drawn omnibus</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Near the Luxembourg Gardens. Today I won't linger long</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">On the obvious point that her name is as lost to history</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">As the name of the graveyard where her bones</span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Have been crumbling to dust for over a century.</span>
This poem is about self importance because he decides to care more about other people. He wants to help other people to change the way he feels about himself. Tones of submission and timidity
The day was deep gray, it continuously drizzled,
Someone's good nature had naturally fizzled. Timidity Toad was troubled and grumpy,
'The children don't like me because I'm so bumpy!
They fear they'll get warts all over their hands!
So I just stay home, I never make plans.'
Under the roots of a Pawpaw tree,
Timidity lives very comfortably.
His manners are gentle, his needs are but few,
His small shady home, a fat bug or two.
The wild flowers like him and you would too,
Unless you must take the opposite view!
Now Jack-in-the-pulpit got very excited!
He stood on his toes and loudly recited,
'Pansy, Tansy, Polypody and Pinks!
What does it matter what anyone thinks?
We know what is true and we know what is not,
So let us review in case you forgot....
We've all heard a story, not maliciously told,
That remains nothing more than a fallacy old.
Timidity's contagion is false and untrue,
Oh, please do not worry, he'll never give warts to you! ! '
This poem is about timidity because the toad is unsure. He doesn’t really know what to do with himself and he finds that out later on. He is always second guessing himself
Docile, meek, timid, respectful, apologetic, reverent, groveling, fawning, fearful, terrified, awed, shocked, simpering, remorseful, sympathetic, compassionate, empathetic
Tones of animation
Lively, eager, animated, excited, energetic, passionate, hopeful, ecstatic
Created and maintained by poet and educator Charles Bernstein and Loss Pequeno Glazier, a renowned expert in the field of digital poetry, the site is part of the poetics program at the State University of New York at Buffalo. The project's goal, as declared on the site, is "to make available a wide range of resources centered on digital and contemporary formally innovative poetries, new media writing, and literary programming."
This poem is about self importance because he decides to care more about other people. He wants to help other people to change the way he feels about himself.
Tones of submission and timidity
Someone's good nature had naturally fizzled.
Timidity Toad was troubled and grumpy,
'The children don't like me because I'm so bumpy!
They fear they'll get warts all over their hands!
So I just stay home, I never make plans.'
Under the roots of a Pawpaw tree,
Timidity lives very comfortably.
His manners are gentle, his needs are but few,
His small shady home, a fat bug or two.
The wild flowers like him and you would too,
Unless you must take the opposite view!
Now Jack-in-the-pulpit got very excited!
He stood on his toes and loudly recited,
'Pansy, Tansy, Polypody and Pinks!
What does it matter what anyone thinks?
We know what is true and we know what is not,
So let us review in case you forgot....
We've all heard a story, not maliciously told,
That remains nothing more than a fallacy old.
Timidity's contagion is false and untrue,
Oh, please do not worry, he'll never give warts to you! ! '
This poem is about timidity because the toad is unsure. He doesn’t really know what to do with himself and he finds that out later on. He is always second guessing himself
Docile, meek, timid, respectful, apologetic, reverent, groveling, fawning, fearful, terrified, awed, shocked, simpering, remorseful, sympathetic, compassionate, empathetic