<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146262988439609576</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:04:15.937Z</updated><title type='text'>Simply Poetry</title><subtitle type='html'>Poet Mark Conway's official blog - Simply Poetry</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mark-conway.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146262988439609576/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mark-conway.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Simply Poetry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09961649727613669533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7fluISDOZ-8/TOVpXP6QO3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/kgN84ryuQzI/S220/Poetry.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146262988439609576.post-3807029022885865594</id><published>2010-11-18T18:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-11-18T18:10:34.601Z</updated><title type='text'>NEW! Poems of Development - The Beginning (Now available)</title><content type='html'>You can now purchase Mark Conway's 'Poems of Development - The Beginning' from Lulu at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://stores.lulu.com/markconway"&gt;http://stores.lulu.com/markconway&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: #777777; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;A collection of 30 poems from poet Mark Conway. These are amoung the first poems he wrote in a jouney of development. A book for anyone trying to make sense of the world and being able to make a difference. Many of the poems are focused on the struggle of helping others vs the individual and thier emotions. This collection is the 1st in a series of collections. This one is titled 'Beginning'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: #777777; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here's a sample for you - The Colours&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoHeading8"&gt;I love the colour of your eyes…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoHeading8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;They are like ripples of dark in light subdued waters, like a grasp of emotion floating through the desert. Feelings of freedom, alive…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Looking for love, within the crystals in my tears… within my heart of so many fears. You ask me what I am searching for…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;My answer is you, because yet in my journeys of hope I have not found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;My fingertips, may find sadness. As we touch, my truth is lost in the maze of my fingerprints. My truth cannot escape and sadness grows…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;For when I open my mouth, thie love is scared, as your eyes see no more than a fool sat here next to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Beauty grows on trees, but you are beauties roots, whom challenges truth and grow so deep, as to bond all the worlds divides and tear evil apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I refer to my heart… I am not mistaking you as someone else in my thoughtless ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I love the colour of your eyes…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;st1:date day="14" month="1" w:st="on" year="2001"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;14/01/01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;‘Couldn’t do nothing… fighting instead, but yet she is dead. 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