| crayons dipped in phoenix fire
Posted: 6/9/2008 3:08:21 PM | Ash ,
the spectrum of those that appreciate you is in itself ,unusual
the very fact you seem unaware of all you inspire is integral to the impact of your charm..
light on ego with every reason to smile displayed.. | |
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Posted: 6/9/2008 3:50:53 PM | wow....i'm a bit speechless....caught me unaware there transcend.......coming from one with such insight as yours, a compliment to my character is most appreciated....so WHAT DOES an humble character say when you give them a compliment?...nothin' much...can u see me now....lookin' down....kickin' non existant gravel on the floor....ever seen "virtual" stuttering...this is it folks....dayum transcend....I gotta image to maintain yanno.....(i kid)....
most sincerely
thank you
ash | |
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| crayons dipped in pheonix fire
Posted: 6/9/2008 9:47:24 PM | ahh....Raven....good to see your face....seems like forever since I've seen you on here!!....glad you stopped in...and enjoyed what you read...please do stop back through...
bringin' this home...
it's not you
that needs to be destroyed
it's the other half of you
that you need to find
the person that you coulda been
had the world not made you blind
blindsight is needed
....makes better characters
once you've defeated...
yourself
get to the end of the pride
the rage
the confusion
yeah...it's a bit much to handle
causing ego contusion
don't know what to tell u bout those drugs
i've seen 'em work
but they don't replace hugs
do what you gotta do
to bring your soul peace
let the ones who want to help you do so
as long as the core of your being doesn't cease
yeah...I know the government sucks
a bunch of crooked fukers seeking wat's best for themselves
but let not one ounce of positivity from you be plucked
put their nonsense back onto the shelves
from which they came
it's all the same
but you're not.....so give it all you've got | |
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Posted: 6/9/2008 9:52:39 PM | youthful cup of abundance
a cherished gift of gold
and it is i who now sing
because i drink from her cup
i look out from her eyes
i who have opened my wings
under her phoenix fire | |
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Posted: 6/9/2008 10:19:02 PM | Hey Ash, everytime I read a new post in here and see the title of the thread I laugh and smile and think back on its origin. I have been meaning to dig it back up and tonight I finally got off my lazy ass, quit mulling in my own thoughts (and regrets) and found it. Hope ya dont mind cuz here it be -
Thanks for the invite Mr. Luney (you don't mind if I call u that do ya'?....if ya do, it's kinda' too late...i believe it's already stuck)..The writes of you and the rest paint pictures I can only dream of painting....
A plain ole poet
with ADD
I was gonna say somethin' profound
"Hey look at THAT tree."
I love trees that grab me
forcing my imagination to roam
It's odd how places foreign
are the ones
that
I
call
home
I feel like I should paint a picture...
But alls I got is crayons.
Posted: 3/8/2008 3 40 PM
With burnt sierra and charcoal from Ash
the backdrop is set.
May your colours swirl a vivid picture,
wether in crayola or molten gold,
matter not
if bourn from a true artisian heart.
So just dip the tips in Phoenix fire
and mind not the burns from its sparks.
(thanx fer the inspiration Ash )
(ps. and may you dream in technicolor 9 cast thru a prism of grandest delight)
hope this put a smile on ur mug the way it did mine. goodnite. | |
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Posted: 6/10/2008 5:58:10 AM | G'mornin' errbody....forgive me if this message is a little confused.....as I have only had half a cup-o-joe.....
Hey "ma"....glad that I could be here for u and with you....thank you so much for EVERYTHING that you are.........love u dearly lady!
Looney Man (aintcha glad I took the Mr. out?)..lol...-man...that brought back some memories just readin those posts together...yeah.....i'm glad u did that ....b/c upon re-reading the beginning of the thread, i've realized that it could be misinterpreted.....like you coulda possibly been the one to call my paint brushes crayons....doesn't make for such a sweet story when you think of it that way!...lol....yeah....i grinned.....glad u finally got off your lazy ass and quit mulling in regret....(ain't no since in that shit!).....we haven't gotten to "play" lately....."just" missing each other in the Haiku room (which I just recalled YOU led me too... :D)
much luv 2 u both!
ash | |
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Posted: 6/10/2008 7:10:27 AM | Hi love ... love the home you've made here for yourself ... Love the writes of all.
Join me in Haiku today
together this day we'll play
sweep past cares under the rug
jump up and down give me a hug
today's a new day
a new start to our end
spend it today
with some of our friends.
Love ya all,
Lucky
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Posted: 6/10/2008 4:24:11 PM | I wuz wonderin' when u wuz gonna stop in Lucky!....sooo fun playin with you and the others in the mornin' on the Haiku thread!!....kinda' like hangin' out with my buddies around the kitchen table over a pot of coffee........goooood stuff girfriend!
every once in a while
I see myself give in
to my own empty cravings
and find myself sucked in.....again
to beers
and tears
being surrounded by noise
to drown out my own confusion
and cut myself off to joy
I don't claim to be an angel
just a girl...on a journey ya' see
nothing wrong hangin' out drinkin with the girlz
but I can't do it constantly
a cycle that sucks the brain
right from inside my head
I should know better than to do it
but if I had ALL the answers I'd be dead
and everytime I numb myself
I can't numb myself completely
so I tap me on the shoulder
and ever so discretely
slip away
to have a look into my own mind's eye
the reasons for my actions?
maybe I'm not sure why
or maybe I am
but that's a whole 'nother poetic song
and all of you who really know yourself, I'm sure could sing along | |
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| crayons dipped in pheonix fire
Posted: 6/10/2008 7:30:29 PM | Well, since I was COMPLETELY unaware of the existance of this thread, I don't feel terrible about having missed the first few pages... excellent stuff, purely excellent. I was absolutely stunned by the one in the convenience store, buy 17 packs of smokes to stare at your ass.
I figured I would add my own color to your crayon box...
Long have I felt that I was both
angel and demon
sinner and saint
black and white
with the pontential to swing either way
on a whim
strangely, I have walked through my life
taking neither side
Instead, I am neutrality
both and neither all at once
tainted goodness, compassionate villian
I am, Gunmetal Gray | |
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Posted: 6/10/2008 8:25:59 PM | At this time I would like to
more or less adopt
Render's words to
express myself too.
If I'm not too far
off base I'd think
we all kinda feel that way.
I like to call it
the flip side of a coin.
Same coin
different faces if you will.
The good and the bad.
And Ash,
as far as any of us having
all this figured out??
Don't think so,
Like you so
adequately put it
if you had it all
figured out,
you'd be dead.
Thanks for sharing your write Render, good to see ya brother. Thanks again Ash, smile sweety. | |
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Posted: 6/10/2008 8:36:55 PM | I'm smilin' babe....just bein honest with myself I reckon'....can't be perfect...but can't lie to myself either....as for that idea about figurin' it all out....it's like a man I used to wait on once told me:
"Stay green, 'cause when you're ripe you're done."
soo much to be learned in the wonderful world of waitressing...lol..
luv you both
hella good write there Render....and thx for the props on the right about the perv..bahaha... | |
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Posted: 6/10/2008 11:11:21 PM | pigment of life
deepens with age
like a van gogh painting
thickly textured layers
visible brush strokes
shadows and light
a physical statement
weight to the brilliance of color
movement to the skies
such emotion
leaves me melancholy
wanting more
(oh ash...what a beautiful thread~ congrats!) | |
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| crayons dipped in pheonix fire
Posted: 6/11/2008 1:32:19 AM | I just re-read my earlier post, you'ld think I would learn to spell after all of my years, villain and potential, oh well, you get the idea ;)  | |
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Posted: 6/11/2008 8:45:11 AM | To take any writing at what its worth, you have to be able to see the perspective of that writer. If the writer is saying something that they truly think, and feel, or if they are putting together a series of words that sound good together. Such as the following examples;
1)doing pushups in the in a mud puddle, while it continues to rain, thinking about the person your writing too, and contacting them as soon as you get the chance
2) walking through the streets of a foreign country where your life is constantly at stake, where every thought that you can afford to think about something other than what is right in front of you, is thought thinking of home
3) laying shingles on the roof of a house in the country, thinking how great it will be to get home that night
4) sitting in a room in your parents house, thinking life is so hard, which truly at that point it might be because, you just don't know how to get the weight off your neck, and start on your own, or which direction you should take
5) standing on the flight deck in the middle of the ocean, looking behind and to the sides of you. seeing nothing except the remote view of your battle group, and sometimes for weeks not even that
6) ignoring everything that you have seen, and approaching the subject of the write with the respect, not really knowing if that person realizes that some of the people standing next to them, live daily with there life on the line. that the things that you say, appearing easily said, and said with a smile, are thought during the hardest periods of life. that there not just random thoughts, or whims. that though they me be flattering, they are not merely flatterey
7) thinking of one person through each of these trails of life, as they come your way. | |
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Posted: 6/12/2008 5:42:00 AM | Eyes ~ you leave me thinkin' on that one...thx for leavin it here!
Rose~ I absolutely love your writes that I'm finding lately....you're on a roll over their girl...lovin' your smile...thank you for droppin those lines here!
I'm still bringin' some of my old ones home...I'm sufferin' from writers funk over here...
"Life is Your Decision"
kinda true
and kinda not
whoever said that life is entirely up to you
must have somehow forgot (ten)
to remember
late last September
the uncle that passed
the baby that was born
the love that was made
and an old lady's scorn
these had less to do
with the choices that you made
sometimes folks are objects in motion
making sure that others learn and debts are payed
innocent by standers
in this wonderful movie called life
the choices you make merely makes the decision
as to what you witness.....and what you call strife...
cards devinely dealt.....but the ripples return after action
the only decision that's up to you
is whether you find disappointment or satisfaction
in the movie that you're watching.....
you lookin' for a studly character or a message recieved?
YOU decide where you go to look
and what it is that you've retrieved... | |
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Posted: 6/12/2008 6:03:30 AM | Mourning the passing of night
into day, hiding with the shadows,
crouching in huddled darkness,
awaiting the fate of light
to reveal my existence!
Mortal condemnation
sealed my soul in the tomb
of rejection, but in the darkness
I found the cries of similarity,
where I felt invisible unity,
a solidarity of pain
and torment,
and the tears of morning
fade unheard, as shadows recede
once more. | |
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Posted: 6/12/2008 7:37:48 AM | Mandrake, your talent for emotions
always draws me to your words.
Read and reread and reread.
- - - - - -
Like the oarsman of D.H. Lawerence's creation
The one who pulls us out of the deep end
And brings us safely into the light
Pulling us along those extra few steps
Until we can once again
Take up the oars for ourself and
Praying for wind
For friendly shores
Go into the future | |
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Posted: 6/12/2008 12:06:11 PM | I apologize also for not stopping in until today...seems my mind has been a tad muddled as of late. Best of luck with your thread Ash, yet I am not thinking you will need it whatsoever.
Progression
We begin our lives
on wobbly steps it's true
yet steady we become as age progresses
heightened is our growing view
experiences take us higher
wisdom then comes in abundance we believe
no longer are we then afraid
to wear our heart upon our sleeve
for what then does it matter
of condemnation we no longer care
it is as we grow older
that to the grandest extent I believe in life we share.
So share on dear Ash, speak of your journey through life...may you experience much joy along your way!
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| crayons dipped in pheonix fire
Posted: 6/12/2008 5:23:16 PM | I really love the name of this thread...
crayons dipped in phoenix fire
melt and drip upon pages made of ash
soaking into the seams and lines
coalescing into images of vivid colour
heat and drip, repeat
grab another color and enjoy
the saturation of the senses
and the blending of the sublime
As time goes on, and it always will
the phoenix fire will wane
stoke the coals from time to time
and the bird will rise again | |
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Posted: 6/13/2008 6:26:12 AM | he sat alone
with his crayolas
some said his box was short a few colors
oh but the wondrous squiggles he made
gave great joy to his feeble mind
and they all were likeRembrandt masterpieces
or dripping like Dali's bad dreams
and his favorite was grey
my brother the syndrome artist | |
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Posted: 6/13/2008 8:08:59 AM | Mandrake ~ I'm with expat on this one...I read and re-read...your gentle way with words and emotions is most soothing
Expat ~ glad u stopped by dear...and actually your way with words, it seems to me, is quite similar...peaceful and soothing..
'Ma' ~ that's sooo awesome.....I mean really....made me feel really good to hear that woman...as always, luv u dearly!
Wabbit ~ Thank ya' sweetie for your kind words...yes, sharing IS most rewarding isn't it?
Render ~ loved, loved, loved that write....thanks for droppin in to color with me!
fissionmission ~ thank you for stopping by...loved the write....and I'm sure your brother is a ray of sunshine!
~please do come again you guys ~
stop for a minute................
ssshhhhhhh.............................
..............listen..................
you hear that?
words being thrown, thought, whispered, screamed and even cried
and every single one of us has sighed....
for another
my sisters and brothers
a solitary union
of souls meant for these very moments
a part of me
you will always be
the beauty of colors smeared, painted and swirled
from hearts, minds, and souls all over the world | |
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Posted: 6/13/2008 9:17:19 AM | ^^^^^That's what I love about this place. ^^^^^^
Life has it’s own magic
ancient wisdom seeping through
scattered starlight through the night
that feeds our dreams come true.
Surging in the tidal waves
where timeless rhythms keep
the true way home to paradise
landmarks in our sleep.
Life holds every promise made
until we leap to claim
the birthright of the holy ghost
held in Creation’s name.
Mountains beckon, valleys hail
the ocean greets the shore
deserts sing a lullaby
soft moss on forrest floor.
Meadows burst forth every bloom
prairie horizons sweep
mists move dew drops over fields
while earth’s children sleep.
Awaken now and taste the breeze
drink deep creations love
all are part of everything
as below so above. | |
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Posted: 6/13/2008 1:14:46 PM | Hell, I just stop by to stare at her ass..
the readin's just a bonus
lot's of interesting reading here
now get me a beer
I said "please" woman
why is your ass draggin'?
lol | |
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