| crayons dipped in pheonix fire
Posted: 7/8/2008 8:04:28 AM | We still hold the cards
after the hand is dealt
BUT there's still a pile left on the table
and you can trade one card for another
depending on what you're playing
just think long and hard
before you give up that card
OR
throw the cards in the air
without a care
.... the hand is still yours....
OWN IT | |
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Posted: 7/8/2008 8:09:05 AM | another poem that i read today made me thnk of this one....and i realized i hadn't posted it here.....one of my favorites that i wrote....and actually one of the first that I ever wrote....about racism....and seeing things for what they really are.....
23 "blacks", 16 mexicans, & me
they've got guns
next thing i know
everybody runs
except one.....
who lies on the ground...
covered in blood.
Blood in his shirt, blood in his hair
What has happend to this man lying there?
I look in my hand and I'm holding a gun..
Am I what has caused this man to die?
Am I what caused everyone to run? | |
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Posted: 7/8/2008 12:20:54 PM | Look dont want to change the mood here but got accused of things to foul to mention here...
So I am just trying to redeem myself
This is a rewrite of an old one that I been tweaking with cause I believe it has allot to say so Im just looking for some input..
The Kiss I Wanted:
It was not just a kiss
She too knew this
Her rhythmic passion
Showing through her blouse
Air filling with electricity
Thick with lust and her sent
Vanilla cream I think
Stars fell and the
Moon filled with envy
As I gently took her heart
Requesting it closer to mine
Lost to everyone in our gaze
The world was set ablaze
Our lips finding harmony
So moist, so sweet
Melting everything before
Leaving nothing behind
My fingers finding ease
Through her angelical hair
As our tongues raveled
My mind filled with nothing
Lost in time and her soul
Closer to heaven than
Gods themselves
Wanting only to go again
Hope she arrives soon
I got plans under this moon | |
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Posted: 7/8/2008 12:24:08 PM | the afternoon sun shines bright over head
I pull my hat over my eyes
as I rest my head on the dry, warm wood of the pier
my fingertips pet the cool surface of the water
and the breeze whisps over me
wake me up tomorrow | |
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Posted: 7/8/2008 2:10:04 PM | Ash, I love your spirit and your heart. I've never said anything (till now) but I do stop in and read, and I really enjoy your talented writes.
laws of attraction
if I find love again
I'm not pushing it away
that's not just something
to sometimes say
I'll change
what I think I need to
expand my range
of achievement
plant the seed of a deed
to breed with my need
become my best self
for improvement
scour my soul
find my groove
in the movement
mean what I say
say what I mean
and if you don't like
what falls in between
you just might want to
arrange
your own change
LS 7/11/07 | |
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Posted: 7/8/2008 3:03:58 PM | hahaha exactly Brizo
I was reading something ash wrote just a bit ago
and I figured I'd just handle this one for her
yanno, wag my tail awhile 
(speaking as Ash)
yeah, buddie
stuff that fat thing in me
I'm ready
but, how about a lil social lubricating?
I wanna fvck
fvck with your head
talk to women much?
speak to the hand
(speaking as doggie)
Hey Ash, I say we fvck him
think he'd be intimidated by a threesum?
I'm always naked
I could teach him how to make you cum
we could use a new toy
lube his ass and I'll get the vibrator
we'll turn him from a man into a boy
think he's up for it?
 moo | |
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Posted: 7/8/2008 3:28:37 PM |
just as soon as i stop laughing....ima laugh some more
good gawd dog....i can't take you nowhere....
yeah...i need one of them signs
the black kind
with the orange letters, yanno?
sayin' Beware of Dog
'cause he's round here somewhere
and he ain't slow
or clothed
EVER
yeah...he's clever....
and so am i
and i know a particular set of eyes (looking skyward)
that love to roam
and talk $hit
trying to appear to be a good guy
while outta his mouth
lies are spit
and i believe he may have thought i believed him
or was dumb enough just for a sec
but it's hos before bros darlin
and we just put your as$ in check...
you can fuk with smart bytches for a second maybe
but the truth comes out in the end
and to think, all of this shit started
because originally you claimed you needed a friend
to talk to
yeah....i'm on to you
and so is she
so lose my number, darlin
i've said bout all i hafta say
and get one last look at this tight as$
as i turn and walk
away
(i think ima send a personal request to the POF headquarters for a shooting the bird/F-you icon)
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Posted: 7/8/2008 3:41:33 PM | now...............i'm sorry brizo.....for the distraction......somethings hafta be handled, yanno.......
i've admire your writes from afar for some time now.....i like your style....and i love the one that you just left here too....please do return, even if on occasion i DO hafta show my as$......
and marc: sorry you got caught up in the middle of some $hit.....i did like the write that you left....i don't think it needs to be "tweaked"...sounds awesome the way it is.... | |
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Posted: 7/8/2008 7:52:29 PM | | Gonna miss you Belle! Do whatever you have to do sweety. You're in my thoughts and prayers. Godbless! | |
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Posted: 7/8/2008 8:11:01 PM | REphrase
REwork
DISGUSTED
Do what you need to do for you, ASH...
Rise above. Some people are not worth it.
Love you much | |
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Posted: 7/8/2008 9:10:27 PM | Dammmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Talking to a ghost in the most
Flirtatious way yearning for
A peek into that brain just to
See what you had that I didn't
What made your soul old
I couldnt tear away from your
Control, yea I was bent
Was stumbling on my own feet
Hoping to fall at yours
I wasn't worthy to hold court
With such a benevolent being
I will miss your mind and
Wish I coulda had more
Time, to be a better man!
From my heart to you Ash! | |
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Posted: 7/9/2008 1:21:24 AM | Geeze...whats going down here?
Where's eyestothesky?
And Ash....get back in here
The poets scream as the rains fall down
Acid words and sentiments scorching
.....seering into gossimer skin
Worn by gentler spirits
Who for some reason feel the world
So much more keenly
Boldly taking the courage to say it
Just how it is
(for them)
Yet somehow left so vulnerable
Feeling pain that others
Dont even know is there
Screw the critics
Hell burn those who would disrupt a gentle art
And come home
......the poets
Phoenix-like
Now watch them rise
And know their fire will not be quenched
....by acid rains
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Posted: 7/9/2008 5:08:23 AM | not again
please tell me... not again.
more garbage dumping on the pond???
who the F is fouling up the water now??
who messed with my daughter???
i am riproaring mad if one of you
hurt my ash. stupidFenfools
dammm, i hate this place
i'm sick at heart
that fearless truth
has been ambushed once again.
sick sick sick
the days will have to go on without me
i cannot house this loss | |
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Posted: 7/9/2008 7:30:22 AM | ash..
you are sunshine
you are light
you are the sound
in the night
you make me laugh
you make me cry
you make me ask
the questions 'why
so deeply your spirit
has touched
thank you sweetheart
so very
~rosie..
(i know, it's the ol' dr. suess influence!!..but i love ya!) | |
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Posted: 7/9/2008 8:36:50 AM | hehe....I had to add mine too..I know you are chomping at the bits to post *smile..
like an oxygen giving
fern
aerating the water in this pond
that breath of fresh air
called
Ash *smile
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Posted: 7/9/2008 9:31:57 AM | There is a beautiful
Mythical
Legendary bird
with feathers of purple and crimson and gold
it builds a nest on cinnamon, myrrh and frankincense
a sweet and fragrant place to rest its head
after a timely span of five hundred years
This beautiful
Mythical
Legendary bird
has the High power of resurrection
destined to live again after growing old
it regenerates when hurt or wounded
thus, this bird is immortal and invincible
The beautiful
Mythical
Legendary bird
Is unique, unlike no other
with plumage flames and searing spirit
a mix of fire and divinity, within it grace
and in the open day, it will fly and live again
for it always needs to return to its scented home
rather like your precious eternal, purple and crimson soul
To the beautiful
Mythical
Legendary bird
knowing you will live again
strong and lovely like the sun
we wait patiently for your return
to watch you fly high and glorious in the bright blue skies
a spirit blessing us, shining once again, before our happy eyes
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Posted: 7/9/2008 4:57:17 PM | Looks like I have to get to the bottom of this
Scooby-Doo and the Gang are gonna help
Disappear for one night, and all Hell breaks loose.
Not quite sure what's going on
but gonna find out now
thank God I have her number, now if she'll just pick up.
Gonna miss her on here
we've been thick as thieves
Luv you Ash. | |
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Posted: 7/9/2008 5:11:03 PM | Swimming in the flames that purify the thoughts
Rejuvenation now is imminent
Age old renewal and youth once more restored
But waiting...oh that waiting
For the gods of PoF to let that posting finger loose 
I'll be watching for the flood of thoughts that have been brewing  | |
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Posted: 7/9/2008 5:23:37 PM | Behind the Bars
Love, Compassion, Lust
A trinity of paradox
Which is stronger do you think
Not greater as a prophet once said
Does not stronger conquer greater
In the short run
Does not our passions control the minute
While our heart the hour
Ask behind the bars
A place without love and compassion
Where lusts control the emotions
And those that leave behind those bars
Have painfully experienced a dark law of nature | |
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Posted: 7/9/2008 8:36:41 PM | HURT
What know you of hurt
The hurt of a loved one not found
A hurth of a love scorned
What know you of hurt
The hurt of a lover cheated
The hurt of a loved one departed
I know the pain, the blackness
But what know you of hurt
I know all of these
And much more, but being greater
I know the pain of God
When your children don't know you
I know hurt | |
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Posted: 7/12/2008 6:07:03 AM | ferr cryin' out loud it's about time!!!.....been goin' crazy over here wantin' to reply to you folks....the ole 3 day no post rule (you can't post on the forums if you're "new" for 3 days after registering)...yeah.....that was a new one on me.....as I've told a few....i left b/c of pride....but came back b/c of the love between me and a few....thank you for your friendship....
pride
and
I
have fought for some time
throw in some pain
and a heart that's hurtin'
over much more than flirtin'
and you get
me
mad as can be
but as I turned to flee...
I missed ya'll before I was even gone...
and although life beyond this pond carries on...
it's not the same...
the smiles of a few have really broken through this hard heart....
and although forgiveness is something that should come naturally....
it doesn't...
so where should I start?
Lashing out in anger isn't attractive no matter how old you get...
and irregardless of whether your point gets across...
it still leaves you feeling and looking like shit....
but those of you that still like the site of me
no matter what side you see
are my friends
and are appreciated
and I don't wanna walk away
because of one I almost hated.....
and there goes that damned "h" word again
it truly upsets me when it's it's because of a "friend"
that i have to use it
but I NEVER abuse it....
hell rarely even say it....
but people rack up their own debt..
and will have to pay it...
and this...i know
.....so i then let go......
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Posted: 7/12/2008 6:27:14 AM | Embittered walls
around the heart,
steel cage of destiny....
a tribute, or an ode
perhaps to an ogre,
sung at high speed...
releasing the heart
to love again,
can shatter the bars
and set free the spirit
to flow like the sea.
welcome back to your home away from home Ash!   | |
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