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	<pubDate>Mon, 14 Jun 2010 18:44:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Nature Maestro</title>
		<link>http://art-of-ilia.com/literary/?p=89</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Jun 2010 18:44:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ilia</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[maestro]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[nature]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[plants]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Swinging my baton like a maestro
I make my plants grow
My baton looks like a shovel
my podium like gravel
I conduct an orchestra of plants and trees
butterflies, birds and bumble bees
ILIA
© Copyright 2010
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		<title>Laugh</title>
		<link>http://art-of-ilia.com/literary/?p=86</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 20 May 2010 18:02:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ilia</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[day]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[happy]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[ilia]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[Laughter]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[poem]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[smile]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[It was a good laugh
because of my gaffe
first it was a jiggle
that made me giggle
with great clarity
I saw the hilarity
with eyes lit like glitter
I didn&#8217;t restrain my titter
for what it was worth
I couldn&#8217;t contain my mirth
Jellied knees buckling
I continued chuckling
down on the floor
I laughed some more
my plan was to beguile
to get you to smile
looks like [...]]]></description>
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		<title>An Answer</title>
		<link>http://art-of-ilia.com/literary/?p=84</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 May 2010 22:59:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ilia</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[answer]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[Jeroboam]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[poem]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[You&#8217;re right, it is fun answering a poem with a poem
It&#8217;s certainly not comparable to Jeroboam*
In this situation
it&#8217;s more like a causation
that touches the heart
with a creation of art
ILIA
© Copyright 3 May 10
* Jeroboam - noun:   (Old Testament) first king of the northern kingdom of Israel who led Israel into sin (10th century BC)

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		<title>Goodbye</title>
		<link>http://art-of-ilia.com/literary/?p=82</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Apr 2010 02:55:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ilia</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[Bird]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[poem]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[song]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[sun]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[ for the song birds that put the sun to sleep
Goodbye, Goodbye dear friend
I’ll see you again when you come around the bend
Till then far thee well
I’ll wait in the tree where I dwell
Bye-bye so long
I sing to you in my song
In the descending night
I won’t take flight
I’ll wait soundlessly
In my tree
Till my chore
comes once [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A Bunch of Sunshine</title>
		<link>http://art-of-ilia.com/literary/?p=80</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Apr 2010 04:32:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ilia</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[poem]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[sunshine]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I purchased a bunch of sunshine
I brought it to my home,
it was so devine
Every morning the sunshine beamed
I would smile from ear to ear
or so it seemed
It poured out its rays
That bunch of sunshine
all throughout the days
Until I found a ray on the floor
to be followed by others
Until it shone no more
I took the remains [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Bringing in the Dawn</title>
		<link>http://art-of-ilia.com/literary/?p=77</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Apr 2010 21:19:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ilia</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Prose]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[astronomical sunrise]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[Bird]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[Choir]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[dawn]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[Melody]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[song birds]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[task]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[twilight]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Today I found out what birds really do
Their task starts when the morning sky
Gives the glimmer of a new day
That time is called Astronomical Twilight
The time between dawn and sunrise
It’s that time period when the sky is not completely lit
Nor is it completely dark
The birds awaken at the very start of
The Astronomical Twilight
…today it was [...]]]></description>
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		<title>I Wonder&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://art-of-ilia.com/literary/?p=73</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Apr 2010 15:10:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ilia</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[blunder]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[cat]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[Opie Taylor]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[whisker]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I’ve got just one whisker sticking straight in the air
Does that make me a unicorn, I wonder?
My other whiskers curl wildly around my face
I just have that one to keep me from a blunder
(for our really cute Opie Taylor)
ILIA
© 1 Apr 10
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		<title>Click</title>
		<link>http://art-of-ilia.com/literary/?p=69</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Mar 2010 17:26:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ilia</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[classiness]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[cleverness]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[heels]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[ilia]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[lady]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[leopard dress]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[poem]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Click, Click
Clickity, clickity, click
Holding herself with a graceful classiness
Head held high, so sweet and filled with bliss
The little lady gently tapped some more
Across the vast expanse of the wood floor
Oblivious, or so it seems,
Of eyes turning her way, filled with dreams
To see the petite princess
Strut in her leopard dress
Why, I wonder in this game,
Don’t the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Purely Royal</title>
		<link>http://art-of-ilia.com/literary/?p=64</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2010 01:14:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ilia</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[egret]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[ode]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[poem]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[An Ode to an Egret
Of course, being pristine white
Gives one the right
To strut her stuff
Strolling along
With neck so very long
Feathers all a fluff
Such an elegant stance
Makes you think of romance
But she is also tough
Although large, totally petite
With graceful legs and feet
Just a glimpse of her is enough
But this little princess
In her feather dress
Looked like a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Trees</title>
		<link>http://art-of-ilia.com/literary/?p=60</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Feb 2010 04:32:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>ilia</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I love hearing the trees sing
I see not a  feather nor a wing
It can&#8217;t be the birds that do this thing.

ILIA
© Copyright 2010
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