<?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-344387656542872208</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:10:09.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Immense's Music and Poems</title><subtitle type='html'>-Alternate blog of immenseintensity.blogspot.com
This is where I post my hopes, thoughts, dreams and lifelong journey of life through my poems and lyrics..

Enjoy!~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://initiallytalented.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/344387656542872208/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://initiallytalented.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Immense Intensity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15412496863078267671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344387656542872208.post-4398896692676431453</id><published>2009-03-30T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T08:43:52.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to Mr. Rogers.</title><content type='html'>This special poem is dedicated to Mr Alan Rogers, principal of Lodge International School, whom is moving back to England, UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best thing since sliced bread, the English always say,&lt;br /&gt;You are of all the principles, the best in every way,&lt;br /&gt;A friendly personality has made you who you are to be,&lt;br /&gt;In debt we all are to you, all ready to be set free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a dove soaring in the sky, a beautiful sight in mind,&lt;br /&gt;New experiences, new memories, of all kinds you’ll find,&lt;br /&gt;But keep in mind, and never forget, the ones you have made here,&lt;br /&gt;For you will never be forgotten, a friend we loved so dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll look upon your life someday and realise one thing,&lt;br /&gt;That as you sit, sipping tea and hear the little birds sing,&lt;br /&gt;All the lives you changed will come to nothing but success,&lt;br /&gt;And as you’re feeling comfortable, you’ll realize you never left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;possibly one of my best poems.period.&lt;br /&gt;thanks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;originally Barnaby Joel (iMMense)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/344387656542872208-4398896692676431453?l=initiallytalented.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://initiallytalented.blogspot.com/feeds/4398896692676431453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=344387656542872208&amp;postID=4398896692676431453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/344387656542872208/posts/default/4398896692676431453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/344387656542872208/posts/default/4398896692676431453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://initiallytalented.blogspot.com/2009/03/dedicated-to-mr-rogers.html' title='Dedicated to Mr. Rogers.'/><author><name>Immense Intensity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15412496863078267671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344387656542872208.post-4362981334640381970</id><published>2009-01-01T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T19:15:46.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The darker side of life..</title><content type='html'>Cant breathe,&lt;br /&gt;Sick of this life I can't see,&lt;br /&gt;I dont know,&lt;br /&gt;How long I'll even be around,&lt;br /&gt;Cause all I know,&lt;br /&gt;Is I'm not staying in this town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause the world's lost the plot,&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes made,&lt;br /&gt;Soon were all just gonna fade away,&lt;br /&gt;And I know, I'm not gonna take my life,&lt;br /&gt;It's not gonna be my head on that pike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many people are falling sick and dying,&lt;br /&gt;Loved ones crying,&lt;br /&gt;No more love, too much hate,&lt;br /&gt;Whats become of the people's gate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into heaven, all is lost,&lt;br /&gt;When we soon realise our life is the cost.&lt;br /&gt;What's to become of the world we loved?&lt;br /&gt;Are we all just gonna let each other give up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;I dont actually know how I was feeling when I wrote this. Strange, yet uniquely familiar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/344387656542872208-4362981334640381970?l=initiallytalented.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://initiallytalented.blogspot.com/feeds/4362981334640381970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=344387656542872208&amp;postID=4362981334640381970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/344387656542872208/posts/default/4362981334640381970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/344387656542872208/posts/default/4362981334640381970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://initiallytalented.blogspot.com/2009/01/darker-side-of-life.html' title='The darker side of life..'/><author><name>Immense Intensity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15412496863078267671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344387656542872208.post-6506876119643020552</id><published>2008-11-09T07:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T07:55:18.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..Leavin'</title><content type='html'>Everyone's leaving,&lt;br /&gt;The time of end has come,&lt;br /&gt;Winter's beginning,&lt;br /&gt;The fun has just begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although a time of joy begins,&lt;br /&gt;The time of friendship draws to sin,&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting all our old friends,&lt;br /&gt;Will we really miss them in the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time passes,&lt;br /&gt;Winter draws near,&lt;br /&gt;Tears fall down,&lt;br /&gt;the little face so dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of my friends,&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you the most,&lt;br /&gt;Cause youre the one,&lt;br /&gt;I never got to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iMMense&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/344387656542872208-6506876119643020552?l=initiallytalented.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://initiallytalented.blogspot.com/feeds/6506876119643020552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=344387656542872208&amp;postID=6506876119643020552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/344387656542872208/posts/default/6506876119643020552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/344387656542872208/posts/default/6506876119643020552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://initiallytalented.blogspot.com/2008/11/leavin.html' title='..Leavin&apos;'/><author><name>Immense Intensity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15412496863078267671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344387656542872208.post-1625160459409784803</id><published>2008-10-13T04:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T04:49:47.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet message..</title><content type='html'>My friend sent me a sweet message,&lt;br /&gt;"Luk upon the moon 2nite.may it shine upon u n remind u of God's creation.have a blessed evening..=)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I used the idea and changed it into a sweet little poem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look upon the moon tonight,&lt;br /&gt;And you will see the sky so bright,&lt;br /&gt;In your heart is my last wish,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight you will have sweet dreams so bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally Barnaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Please leave comments! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/344387656542872208-1625160459409784803?l=initiallytalented.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://initiallytalented.blogspot.com/feeds/1625160459409784803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=344387656542872208&amp;postID=1625160459409784803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/344387656542872208/posts/default/1625160459409784803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/344387656542872208/posts/default/1625160459409784803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://initiallytalented.blogspot.com/2008/10/sweet-message.html' title='Sweet message..'/><author><name>Immense Intensity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15412496863078267671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344387656542872208.post-1676149144904360911</id><published>2008-10-02T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:39:03.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New change, new beginning.</title><content type='html'>A new change,&lt;br /&gt;A new beginning,&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this time,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be winning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In control of life's big change,&lt;br /&gt;For the decisions to be made,&lt;br /&gt;On life's course, I'll surely follow,&lt;br /&gt;Life over death, no matter of motto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iMMense&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Intensity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15412496863078267671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344387656542872208.post-4637683204127819411</id><published>2008-09-09T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T07:34:54.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love poems..</title><content type='html'>---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I dream of a special moment,&lt;br /&gt;One chance to be with you,&lt;br /&gt;One day to share my feelings,&lt;br /&gt;Too real to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please dont abandon me,&lt;br /&gt;Or leave me on my own,&lt;br /&gt;Just say that you’ll be with me,&lt;br /&gt;While life takes its turn.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Look for me on a rainy day,&lt;br /&gt;When the sun’s gone down,&lt;br /&gt;and faded away.&lt;br /&gt;Look for me on a rainy day,&lt;br /&gt;Ill cheer you up,&lt;br /&gt;And then we can play.&lt;br /&gt;Look for me on a rainy day,&lt;br /&gt;When youre feeling down,&lt;br /&gt;Blue or away.&lt;br /&gt;Look for me on a sunny day,&lt;br /&gt;When the sky’s rolling high,&lt;br /&gt;And the sun’s out to play.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I know that time has cut its course,&lt;br /&gt;Its time for me to take the source,&lt;br /&gt;Of pain in my heart cos i know that you,&lt;br /&gt;Wont be with me, and dreams wont come true,&lt;br /&gt;So ill move on, i know you will too,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in the future, Ill find some new.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will,&lt;br /&gt;care for me,&lt;br /&gt;and maybe bear,&lt;br /&gt;the true love i seek.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Just superstition, one may say,&lt;br /&gt;full of lies, going the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;But what should happen,if that day,&lt;br /&gt;your best friend dies,without saying goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How tragic it is,&lt;br /&gt;For something like this,&lt;br /&gt;To happen to thee,&lt;br /&gt;accident or fate-to-be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont worry, no, they cant be replaced,&lt;br /&gt;but try to remember,the sweet words they say.&lt;br /&gt;The good times you shared,wont be forgotten,&lt;br /&gt;you’ll be in my prayers,till I join you in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;When youre happy, i am glad,&lt;br /&gt;When you cry, i am sad,&lt;br /&gt;When i wake up, i think of you,&lt;br /&gt;As pretty as the sky is blue,&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you, like me too,&lt;br /&gt;So we can be forever true,&lt;br /&gt;Hold hands and even say i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that we, can go out soon,&lt;br /&gt;So i can see the angel I knew,&lt;br /&gt;And find out its really you.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Whenever youre near,you make me feel shy,&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel happy,to stand by your side.&lt;br /&gt;To hold hands with you,and give you a kiss,&lt;br /&gt;Would be like a dream, or a birthday wish.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I’ll always be with you,&lt;br /&gt;Until the very end,&lt;br /&gt;Being there when you need me most,&lt;br /&gt;Being your best friend,&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy when you’re happy,&lt;br /&gt;And hurt when you’re in pain,&lt;br /&gt;Love you as you should be loved,&lt;br /&gt;With you in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Cause by the time that you start crying,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be there to love and care,&lt;br /&gt;Take a while to be with you,&lt;br /&gt;So you know that im there.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Love is in the air,&lt;br /&gt;The special day’s around the corner,&lt;br /&gt;Get something special,&lt;br /&gt;So your friends wont feel like loners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show that special someone,&lt;br /&gt;What you mean to them,&lt;br /&gt;Give them a rose, a kiss or ten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make that special day,&lt;br /&gt;As memorable as possible,&lt;br /&gt;Show you can display.&lt;br /&gt;That special feeling you have for them,&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know its true,&lt;br /&gt;The one thing you two have in common,&lt;br /&gt;Is the love you have between you.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;--end post--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/344387656542872208-4637683204127819411?l=initiallytalented.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://initiallytalented.blogspot.com/feeds/4637683204127819411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=344387656542872208&amp;postID=4637683204127819411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/344387656542872208/posts/default/4637683204127819411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/344387656542872208/posts/default/4637683204127819411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://initiallytalented.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-poems.html' title='Love poems..'/><author><name>Immense Intensity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15412496863078267671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344387656542872208.post-8004006412629025917</id><published>2008-09-09T06:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T07:11:41.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some old poems...</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I've written my fair share of poems in my day, and here are a few of my favourites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Here’s a poem,&lt;br /&gt;I thought you’d enjoy,&lt;br /&gt;One that you’ll share,&lt;br /&gt;For all, from a boy’&lt;br /&gt;Luck hope it brings,&lt;br /&gt;Tears never sing,&lt;br /&gt;When this poem is read,&lt;br /&gt;It is one to be shed,&lt;br /&gt;Over a thousand tears.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;There once was a girl,&lt;br /&gt;tall and fair,&lt;br /&gt;she had long hair and we were a pair,&lt;br /&gt;not bold was I,&lt;br /&gt;she did not stay,&lt;br /&gt;and I was left for another day,&lt;br /&gt;day by day, time went by,&lt;br /&gt;She never did say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;and I was left,&lt;br /&gt;poor poor me,&lt;br /&gt;lonely for eternity,&lt;br /&gt;each day I wait,&lt;br /&gt;for the girl,&lt;br /&gt;for her to say she loves me so.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Without you, my life is meaningless,&lt;br /&gt;no end to be fulfilled,&lt;br /&gt;just like a hole in the ground, waiting to be filled.&lt;br /&gt;I cherish every moment, of the time we spend,&lt;br /&gt;so that it is more precious, than if we were just good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than anything,&lt;br /&gt;than gold or silver or jewels,&lt;br /&gt;than anything that one could offer, nothing able to.&lt;br /&gt;It makes my life perfect, in every single way,&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that i would ever, ever think this way.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There once was a day, the world was good,&lt;br /&gt;when i was in love, now false that is too,&lt;br /&gt;Im sad from the day, From that day that I left,&lt;br /&gt;Left the one i may soon regret,&lt;br /&gt;It may be sad, but she loved someone else,&lt;br /&gt;That i may not know, for endless regrets.&lt;br /&gt;It is vital that now, I find a true love,&lt;br /&gt;To send my love letters,&lt;br /&gt;with a kiss and a hug.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Lie-ing is bad, I know that is true,&lt;br /&gt;but its hard to admit,&lt;br /&gt;that I truly love you,&lt;br /&gt;my heart was wrong,&lt;br /&gt;it was not her,&lt;br /&gt;it was the girl,&lt;br /&gt;and that girl is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day that passes,&lt;br /&gt;Hard to keep,&lt;br /&gt;My secret of Love,&lt;br /&gt;True it may be.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I love a girl,&lt;br /&gt;her name so sweet,&lt;br /&gt;its like a fairytale,&lt;br /&gt;that we should meet.&lt;br /&gt;I love her so much,&lt;br /&gt;its hard to believe,&lt;br /&gt;that i can find,&lt;br /&gt;such an angel as thee.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;What are you supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;When life turns around.&lt;br /&gt;Turns you upside down.&lt;br /&gt;What are you supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;When life turns you down.&lt;br /&gt;When you turn around,&lt;br /&gt;With your arms hanging down.&lt;br /&gt;What are you supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;When God turns his back.&lt;br /&gt;And you feel like a rat,&lt;br /&gt;Alone in the big bad world.&lt;br /&gt;(published)&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;We spend our life in search of joy,&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing where life’s journey ends,&lt;br /&gt;But still the winds, they stay the same,&lt;br /&gt;And love is what substitutes loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I depend on love, more than happiness or joy,&lt;br /&gt;And so thankyou my friend,&lt;br /&gt;For being there when I needed you most,&lt;br /&gt;A hat lifted off of my head.&lt;br /&gt;(published)&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Think you know me, think again.&lt;br /&gt;Call me a retard, look again.&lt;br /&gt;See yourself in the mirror, understand something,&lt;br /&gt;You know what? You really stink.&lt;br /&gt;Look in that mirror, see it break&lt;br /&gt;Shattered peices, as it shakes.&lt;br /&gt;Blood that pours, down that glass,&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I think it's yours.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Well that was fun,&lt;br /&gt;we had a good laugh,&lt;br /&gt;but now its all in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching a movie,&lt;br /&gt;or sitting under a tree,&lt;br /&gt;I dont mind its not upto me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to spend,&lt;br /&gt;Another moment with you,&lt;br /&gt;So that my dreams can finally come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--end post--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/344387656542872208-8004006412629025917?l=initiallytalented.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://initiallytalented.blogspot.com/feeds/8004006412629025917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=344387656542872208&amp;postID=8004006412629025917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/344387656542872208/posts/default/8004006412629025917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/344387656542872208/posts/default/8004006412629025917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://initiallytalented.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-old-poems.html' title='Some old poems...'/><author><name>Immense Intensity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15412496863078267671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
