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• I touched 2008 06 23
  by Antanas

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• Football & Slavery
  by C.C. Arshagra

  Bought, sold, and paid for by the owners of the game / Just like in a real American election

  Bought, sold, and paid for by the owners of the game / Just like in a real American election / All National And International Rights Reserved. Contact the author to request permission to use. May be copied and distributed world wide only in its entirertiy and must include the full text of this notice and copyrigh. Inclulding the following staements and web address informantion. All critiques and questions are welcome. Email cc@ccapoet.com. This poem poem in audio from, read by C.C. Arshagra is available for you to hear now. Visit www.ccapoet.com.

• I live in wonder...
  by LindaR

  All its beauty / mystery / wonder / pain / joy / struggle / pleasure / ...pick one please…

• A View In the Autumn Afternoon (Poetry)
  by Ian Yang (mitrm)

  Through the narrow space between the leaves, / A tiny yellow butterfly can be seen / Dancing, flowing here and there casually / In the fores…

  this was something i wrote in a park, a couple of months ago.

• ENDANGERED SPECIES
  by Spiritinme

  prin!http://images-2.redbubble.com/img/art/border:blackwithdetail/product:mounted-t/size:small/view:preview/1021597-1-endangered-species….

• 10,000 views!!
  by Kelly McGill

  10,000 Views! Oh my gosh..

  Yay!

• The Buddha in the Bonsai Tree
  by C.C. Arshagra

  Fine as fingers drunk past lips / We looked into each other And then as if …

  DEAR READER, I FEEL IT WOULD BE A MORE DELIGHTFUL EXPERIENCE IF YOU READ THE POEM AND VIEWED THE IMAGE THAT INSPIRED IT FIRST. THEN RETURN TO READ THE DESCRIPTIONS TEXT—-FIRST LET IT WASH OVER YOU!—DON’T LEAVE WITHOUT READING THIS, PLEASE! ENJOY. / ~ ~ ~ / Art: the red umbrella / ~ ~ ~ ~ This poem is based on & Inspired by & written for the RedBubble Group “Collaboral Damage” The photograph that inspired it was a collabolal work by artists Kara Rasmanis , Helen McLean and Jenny Hall . Kara Rasmanis wrote in the Photograph’s description: “Another corset city shoot with Helen Mclean and Jenny Hall. The Shot was taken by Jenny and I got to play with it in Photoshop….” / ~ ~ ~ / The poem is my contribution to the Group. A collaboral piece, if you will. I will submit it in hopes of its acceptance. The tale in the poem is fictional. So is the Restaurant in the title (I recommend Grand Chau Chow in Chinatown on Beach Street Um The Baby Clams in Black Bean sauce, and the chinese watercress umm – (Sorry, That’s why I ask you to read it first.) Outside of seeing this piece on Kara Rasmanis’s page,(via the Collaboral Damage group site) I’ve never heard of or met any of the three artists mentioned ans acknowledged here. My hope is the yet another Artist will gather the sum of these three artist’s contribution (Self included) and create a work based on the sum of all here. Not forsaking any information offered by the descriptions. And then submit this to the group as a collaboral work. All to form a thread of artworks growing from a single image created by two artists-working-together. And then ask (In its description) for this to be furthered including the work and description (you) creates. Or the collaboration you enter into to do the same. My extended hope is that the moderator(s) comment on this. And in anyway possible, promote it, or the idea of I at least. It’s all about RESPECTING the sources of inspiration! Thank you all, past present, and future. C.C Arshagra / JANUARY 15th, 2008 (Martian Luther King Jr.’s Birthday)

• The Naked Truth
  by Sandra Sigfusson

  _Art to me is the true essence of nakedness / The art bourn from each of us is a frozen place in time where we existed, either physically …

  What does the word naked mean to you in an artistic sense? I pondered that thought and this is what I surmised…

• Appreciation
  by Nicole Whitty

  The earth shines its glow over morning dew / Light brings our blue skies hiding the stars beyond / Yesterday is gone while today is yet to …