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	<title>jennifer armour free verse</title>
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	<description>words, sentences, dreams</description>
	<pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2009 09:59:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>1000 Books you must read before you die.</title>
		<link>http://armournine.com/2009/01/27/1000-books-you-must-read-before-you-die/</link>
		<comments>http://armournine.com/2009/01/27/1000-books-you-must-read-before-you-die/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Jan 2009 19:17:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>armour</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Random]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://armournine.com/?p=191</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Of Human Bondage by Somerset Maugham
So Long, See you Tomorrow by William Maxwell
The Heart is a Lonely Hunter by Carson McCullers
Atonement by Ian McEwan
The Child in Time by Ian McEwan
The Egoist by George Meredith
Tropic of Cancer by Henry Miller]]></description>
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		<title>Obama and Butterfly&#8217;s</title>
		<link>http://armournine.com/2009/01/22/obama-and-butterflys/</link>
		<comments>http://armournine.com/2009/01/22/obama-and-butterflys/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Jan 2009 08:48:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>armour</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[The Spirit]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://armournine.com/?p=187</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[There are butterfly&#8217;s in the air.  A political speech writer for the Wall Street Journal wrote what she hopes Obama will shoot for with his inaugural address &#8230;. 
&#8220;Will he reach for poetry? I hope so, if poetry is defined as no wasted words on the way to the thought and the thought is [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Shiny Star Withdrawl</title>
		<link>http://armournine.com/2009/01/14/shiny-star-withdrawl/</link>
		<comments>http://armournine.com/2009/01/14/shiny-star-withdrawl/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Jan 2009 18:18:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>armour</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Sharing Free Verse]]></category>

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

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

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://armournine.com/?p=179</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[wishing I wish
all the stars
would fall from
my eyes

you've made a 
mess of me
of which incapable
to break free alone

why won't you
get carried away
on the edge again
darkness plays]]></description>
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		<title>noalone</title>
		<link>http://armournine.com/2009/01/13/noalone/</link>
		<comments>http://armournine.com/2009/01/13/noalone/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 07:15:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>armour</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Telling Truth]]></category>

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

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

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

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

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://armournine.com/?p=171</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[shaking my head
at the numbers
of possibilities
ways and means
not to be alone

you lay there
pathetic soldier
my bed you've slept
and i'm still 
dirty within you]]></description>
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		<title>Song from &#039;Indian Queen Opera&#039;</title>
		<link>http://armournine.com/2009/01/05/indian-queen-pera/</link>
		<comments>http://armournine.com/2009/01/05/indian-queen-pera/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Jan 2009 10:06:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>armour</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Words of Another]]></category>

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

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

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

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

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://armournine.com/2009/01/05/169/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Song from &#8216;Indian Queen Opera&#8217;
I attempt from love&#8217;s sickness to fly in vain. Since I am myself my own fever, my own fever and pain. No more now no more now fond heart, with pride should we swell, thou canst not raise forces enough to rebel, I attempt from love&#8217;s sickness&#8230;. For love has more power [...]]]></description>
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		<title>You and I - like gum</title>
		<link>http://armournine.com/2009/01/02/you-and-i-like-gum/</link>
		<comments>http://armournine.com/2009/01/02/you-and-i-like-gum/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Jan 2009 20:50:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>armour</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Colours of Love]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[letting go]]></category>

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

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://armournine.com/?p=165</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[but there was more 
always more for me
just below the surface
and 
after near death subsided 
a rushing lake of passion
emerged again ....
it wouldn't have just
stop flowing would it?
Me and myself said out loud]]></description>
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		<title>Delmonte - Real Fruit</title>
		<link>http://armournine.com/2008/12/30/delmonte-real-fruit/</link>
		<comments>http://armournine.com/2008/12/30/delmonte-real-fruit/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Dec 2008 06:17:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>armour</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Colours of Love]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://armournine.com/?p=155</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Wish i could lick the tenderness from your lips like a delmonte.  Only the real fruit i like.  But wish even more that i could stand for something even if it was that real fruit matters. I have cowarded, turtled.  Not like many of us right? ]]></description>
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		<title>someone&#8217;s mind(s)</title>
		<link>http://armournine.com/2008/12/29/someones-minds/</link>
		<comments>http://armournine.com/2008/12/29/someones-minds/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Dec 2008 15:18:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>armour</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Sharing Free Verse]]></category>

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

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://armournine.com/?p=145</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[my story no longer valid
ramblings of an 
inauthentic narrator
one day its thoughtful words
shall make a story of itself
irony chuckles
my death screamed from
a narrator
impatient as winter
letters that drip]]></description>
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		<title>prodigalshe</title>
		<link>http://armournine.com/2008/12/29/140/</link>
		<comments>http://armournine.com/2008/12/29/140/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Dec 2008 14:29:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>armour</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Colours of Love]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[divine love]]></category>

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

		<category><![CDATA[spirit of life]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://armournine.com/?p=140</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[could it have been
I wonder
the most significant christmas
ever

a certain prodigal
lifted up 
just as her prayer
midnight murmured]]></description>
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		<title>in between here and there</title>
		<link>http://armournine.com/2008/11/13/in-between-here-and-there/</link>
		<comments>http://armournine.com/2008/11/13/in-between-here-and-there/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Nov 2008 15:30:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>armour</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Colours of Love]]></category>

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

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

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

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://armournine.com/?p=132</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[the empty space
the one between
here and there
feels like 
eternity
breasting through
passages
unconscious
entangled
strong legs]]></description>
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