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Posted: 3/13/2005 8:09:14 AM | Howdy peoples. Another chilly but sunny day in Saskabush. The coffee's on, the laundry's done and my ass has made contact with the chair. Boom.
I realize I forgot about Rory yesterday...sorry, pardner. Yes, the second fart was totally unecessary but so funny. Well, it was for me. The kid's face was pretty priceless and he tried to tell his mom about what the bad man did, but he couldn't find the words for it. All he could say was "stinky"...heh heh. By the time the crime was discovered, I melted into the crowd like a pasty white ninja.
I loved the Irving Layton quickie there. Absolutely hilarious. And the Terrace poem was stunning, visual and desolate. Reminds me of Watson Lake in the Yukon, or Faro or Mayo where the mines are. Breathtaking scenery marred by clearcutting or the heavy traffic of ore trucks. Haunts, hurts and hopes. Thanks for bringing it to the barn, Rory.
Tera...you've been busy. The McJob poem is a chilling reminder to me of my long years spent in sh*tjobs. I've done my time in retail and never want to go back there again. I watched Woolco die and was very happy to see it go. The dutch oven haiku was priceless and I'd like to get that engraved on a brass nameplate at tack it just above my bed. The dutch oven is a tradition in my family, even among the pets. And, you know...you have such an incredible wit about you that I really like. All your poems have this great, edgy turn of phrase that makes me feel like I'm looking for a house in Huntercove Place in the fog. Wonderful. Keep 'em coming. That last one you wrote killed me...licking soup off your own chest is alluring and disturbing all in the same movement. I tried once, but either my chest isn't big enough or my tongue isn't long enough.
To Charming...I have no words. Just odd, jumbled feelings and that haiku I left for you. Walk tall, my friend. I'll be right here as long as this barn is standing. Kobold provided a fitting tribute to you and his words reflect my feelings as well. Thanks Kobold...you took the words right off my fingers.
Okay, a poem is coming right up. More of the usual -- sorry. | |
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Posted: 3/13/2005 8:13:04 AM | Ah, roommates. They can be good, bad, a bit of both -- but they always end up being psychological studies. This one is about a roomie I had ten years ago and his name was Kirk. I dubbed him Captain Kirk of the Starship Unemployment. He was on a five year mission to determine the effect of inertia and fast food on a human being.
I wonder if he is still Boldly Going?
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To A Former Roommate
Whatever blows your hair back, you lazy sack
Whatever floats your boat, you old goat
Make sure you flush the crapper and turn off the light
Your giant turds left in the john make such a sight
I don't mind you sitting in that chair or farting up the couch
Or pulling dead skin from your feet without saying "ouch"
I don't mind you using my truck when you smashed your car
But do you really have to fondle yourself while watching A Bridge Too Far?
I can tolerate hearing you getting fat, wondered if you ate the cat
But I'm an unruly gent when I have to pay your half of the rent
So get your giant ass out of my place, you waste of space
Take your smell, your stuff and go join the human race
Take your idiot theories and your vast aptitude for creepage
Take your ass away from my chair soaked with your anal seepage
G'wan, git and wander out into an unsuspecting world and society
Take with you your unholy underwear-rotting piety
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Happy Sunday, ya'll. | |
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Posted: 3/13/2005 9:43:28 AM | Regret
Love is fleeting, but memories stay,
A time when I loved, and when I’d pray.
When hope shone brightly, when things were right,
When time didn’t matter, and dreams were in sight.
I had no worries, life had so much to give,
I had much to offer, many reasons to live.
But now I look back, mostly with regret,
My life’s goals, and all I hadn’t met.
I feel my time wasted, the time I had spent,
If I could only go back, I wouldn’t have to repent.
Things might be different, then again maybe not,
Would I make the same mistakes, I think about it a lot.
I guess I’ll never know, my path already set,
And I’ll have to live with it, and my regret.
It’s part of getting older, you question choices made,
Your mind goes back, all memories replayed.
But in the end, your choices will burn and char,
Engrave your soul, and make you what you are.
So with them I will live, and happy I should be,
And like who I am now, because I am me.
~Kobold~ | |
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Posted: 3/13/2005 3:55:12 PM | evening all
very good writes, sorry just not in a chatty mood, ever been in a place where you just don't know whats going on?,you don't understand what is being played out and why?...you know you have to make some decisions and changes, but are afraid to?...well that is where I am now....I might not be around much in the next couple of days, I fear a mood has set in......Don't think I am avoiding you, I might be in the corner observing and finding my resting place of peace, just not contributing to this fine forum....
here is something I wrote today, enjoy...
Falling so fast
Darkness surrounds
Pain abundant
No clear sounds
Mind out of control
Loosing my ground
What am I to you
No answer found
Can’t hold on
Nothing to grab
My heart aches
The knife did stab
True feelings gone
One word said
Lost alone
Gone and dead
You forbid seeing
Heart in hand
Eyes glazed over
Bleeding I stand
Miz | |
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Posted: 3/13/2005 4:03:04 PM | charming, so sorry to see you leave the forums, but I'm sure with your positive outlook you'll do wonderfully well whatever comes your way. I'll miss your current of sunshine.
Goat, "To A Former Roommate"-- Wow, that guy could outstink even you. If you were offended, that's one scary dude. "But do you really have to fondle yourself while watching A Bridge Too Far."-- I'm glad I didn't have any Pepsi in my mouth when I read that !
Kobold, nice effort again.
Tera, love the crazy humor at the end of your lines.
JIM MARCOUX
His face imposing manly yet delicate
Around the eyes the mouth still
A derisive slab a slow smile
Contorts and shifts handsome
In repose or animation
Women were "toots" and "trixie"
S-luts or ugly and men "buddies"
If they made him the center
Of worship which implied
He was to know which "trixies"
In the plant did
And did not fukk
He once derisively mocked
An uncomprehending Chinese worker
Who was different from the crowd
At the lunch table
Oblivious head on arms
Whenever conversation did not include him
Yet I admired even revered his blunt passion
Misdirected into constant malice and discontent
Which strained at times to break free
From a God-knows-what "starting cause"
The honest pain on his face
As he tried to figure out
Why no one liked him | |
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Posted: 3/13/2005 4:08:09 PM | | Just saw your post , Miz. Yeah, we all need time to reflect, sometimes more often than at other times. Hope it's nothing too bad you're going through, talk to you whenever you come back. "Insert internet hug", (couln't be bothered finding the icon)...haha | |
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Posted: 3/13/2005 5:59:48 PM | All I can say is that, I love poetry and just hope that some day I can be as articulate, and use words as beautifully as you do here in the poems and qoutes section.
I will do my best to express myself, but as I read all these wonderful posts, i almost see that the things I feel are so much better said by others.
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Posted: 3/13/2005 6:45:21 PM | Hey outoftheloop,
Words written from the heart are the best words to be written. There's no need for rhyme, just heart. Let the words fall where they may. Welcome to the Barn. | |
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Posted: 3/13/2005 6:49:06 PM | Let me say 1st, that Tomb is the guise I write a lot of stuff under. I go by Kobold here because I deemed the name Tomb inappropiate for a dating site. This poem built around "Tomb's" philosophy.
My Mark
All we do. All that we may accomplish in life. All means nothing in the end. Because all is destined to decay, to crumble to the ground. To quickly fade with time. And saddest of all, is that except for a chosen few, their only mark in life will be their tombstone.
~Tomb~
Of what, will I be remembered,
When from this place I’m gone,
Will it be memories of fondness,
And will my memory live on.
I really don’t desire greatness,
I’d just like to be remembered,
To actually have touched some peoples lives,
And to have spoken and been heard.
And though greatness is not what I really seek,
It would be nice to add something to society,
To leave some sort of mark on this world,
To pass on some wisdom and humanity.
I hope by the end that I have accomplished that,
And some positive change I might inflict,
That the world was a better place with me,
But right now it’s too early to predict.
So for now I stay on my path,
And I do what is right in my eyes,
I hold fast to honesty, loyalty, and truth,
And fight the temptation of the world’s lies.
For if the only mark in this world I leave,
Is that I was a man who was honest and true,
Then I leave no shame to my family and friends,
Who can say that me, they proudly knew.
~Kobold~ | |
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Posted: 3/13/2005 9:44:11 PM | Once Upon A Nightmare
Once upon a nightmare,
Ripped in flesh and blood,
Wide open and laid bare,
In mire, murk, and mud.
Twisted reality stained,
A realm of impurity,
Souls cry out so pained,
Tormented with much ferocity.
Gluttonous and savage,
Feeding on the soul,
Sanity will it ravage,
And swallow it whole.
Spiraling downward,
Into the minds living hell,
Further on inward,
Farther than you can tell.
Psyche forever scarred,
Impaled with such torment,
Forever it has been marred,
By this nightly horrific event.
In sleep no rest is found,
Only visions of blood and gore,
Visions that are so profound,
You don’t want to sleep anymore.
But close your eyes you must,
Into the twisted and unholy world,
And in faith you place your trust,
You’ll survive the nightmares unfurled.
~Kobold~ | |
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Posted: 3/14/2005 3:37:42 AM | The Name Game
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I once had a turtle, his name was Jim
He was eaten by my cat named Tim
I had a boyfriend, his name was Terry
I caught him going down on my sister Kerry
I had a girlfriend her name was Candy
Off she went and fucked my friend Randy
I had an imaginary friend, his name was Morris
He was axed to death by Lunchlady Doris
I had a dog I named him Spot
I came home to him humping my parrot named Dot
I had a brain that I once Rufus
I drank too much and now it's named Dufus
I have two boobs named Cindy and Mindy
Artfully made by a lady named Lindy
This stanza could literally go on forever
I'll call it a draw, a worthy endeavor | |
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Posted: 3/14/2005 3:51:25 AM | Miz
Not your normal self tonight
I am visiting but no words tonight
It seems I have to go and fight
Not too sure about the reason why
But in this case it's do or die
My thread has now just changed a lot
Full of Knights and Dragon snot
So I'll go hunting while I may
Wish you all.... a Snot free day | |
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Posted: 3/14/2005 4:33:44 AM | Thanks Longte...
No not my normal self for sure...trying to find her again....she is there, just needing to step back a bit...I am around, on my hay bale, observing..till the time is right..
Kobold, the poem about leaving your mark in this world is wonderful, to many of us think that we have to be rich and famous or do something way out there to make our mark, but in all truth being ourselves and touching someones life everyday will leave a mark....it's who you are and have been that people will remember, not how much money you have....
thanks for that poem...it helped a little...hugss
well off for the day, take care and thanks everyone, I may be a little down, but never out, to darn stubborn for that...
bye
Miz | |
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Posted: 3/14/2005 12:35:32 PM | Hello there Miz: I was wanting to pass my inspirational thread to somebody to continue adding inspirational thoughts etc. I would love to pass it on to you if you want it and you can add to it and make it miz's special place! I am not sure if out threads disappear once we delete our files and if not, I would love to see you continue with it and the barn of course! I will leave it to you and if not that is okay! Ask my "Ditty Goat" where that thread is unless you all ready know or kobold can let you know too! I hope all my favorite poetry writers will continue adding to that thread!
Today folks is a teary day because tonight is the time I delete my profile! I will be moving all my stuff out tonight and the computer goes to! My dear barn buddies I am so going to miss your wonderful writings and I am going to have to be one of those lurkers once in a while to see how things are going!
Kobold, yes keep an eye on my golden bale of hay with my plaque on it! That will be yours to keep up! I do not know if I willl return to this wonderful pond and like I have heard, we always come back! Hmmm...I am not sure! Thank you kobold for that beautiful poem it made me all teary!
My "Ditty Goat" You have my information so look forward to contacting you this way and once again thank you for everything, for your laughter, for your kindness, for being a good friend, and etc! I have so much to be grateful for! And My Ditty Goat, will it be okay to ask you to pass my addy to the ones who may want it!
Charming says Farewell My Friends
Hours and hours spent on here
Sitting on my bale of hay
Reading all that has been created in here
Poems that made me laugh, cry, and feel
Your shining faces light up this barn
And all your kind and loving words
You have all encouraged me to continue
And now my best buddies of the barn
It is time for me to carry on
There are a few threads I need closure to
I will finish these off and away I go
To continue down that golden road
A road filled with dreams and goals
I take with me a piece of you
And hold you close to my heart
When ever I see a barn
I will always remember you!
My time has expired on the pond and now I must carry on! I have no idea where my road will take me and I know it will be filled with lots of fun things. Farewell my dear friends of the barn, one that will always be filled with love and equisite beauty!
Cheers and I will stop in just one more time before we take the computer down! Loving you all! And best of luck to each of you and for the ones who will find this place!
Charming and Sweet 2005      | |
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Posted: 3/14/2005 12:41:52 PM | Thank you charming so very much....I will try to do what I can to keep up your thread, I am not sure if I am the right person for that, as I to am going through some things in my life, but I will try the best I can....
Take care and please know that you are cared for in here, and are wished all the best life has to offer you....huggsssssss
you can find my email addy on holly and cross's site....feel free to contact me if you like...
bye
Miz | |
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Posted: 3/14/2005 1:19:24 PM | For Miz: I know you are going through some times and I want to send my Special Charming (((HUGS))) your way!
For Miz
Times may seem rather down
But deep within your equisite beauty
Your heart is always there
Reach for you heart and spread that warmth
From here to eternity
We all have our days so low
And most of all we have ourselves
My dearest lady from in the barn
You will always be loved by many
You light up peoples lives
With your precious beauty
Walk tall my friend and reach high
Because deep within your soul
You are very precious and dear
May you soon conquer those feelings
My prayers are with you all the way
I pass my wonderful smile and love
Take care my lovely and inspiring pal!
Charming 2005 (When you are ready my friend that thread is there)
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Posted: 3/14/2005 2:58:04 PM | Take special care Charming
Madness
Madness lurks behind every corner, and with it despair,
It’s a daily occurrence for me, so I have to be aware.
Wrought with temptation, my mind in a tailspin,
I try it fight it, try so hard not to give in.
But I have my moments of weakness, and sometimes do give in,
And do unspeakable things, even an unforgivable sin.
Sanity seems a fragile thing, it doesn’t take much to break,
Twisting, bending, and never ending, now my head starts to ache.
I am cursed, and now my destiny it will unfold,
No longer my sanity, will I have a hold.
The descent now begins, and somehow I feel free,
Maybe I was never sane, maybe that’s the real me.
In blackness I disappear, and who I was with it,
My sanity fading away slowly, bit by, bit, by bit.
~Kobold~ | |
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Posted: 3/14/2005 3:13:26 PM | charming,
RENAI
Striding the night quickly,
the moon shining in the void
reminds me immediately
of your joyous ignorance,
the stars surrounding it
a huge question mark,
saying "I don't know
and I don't care".
Just so, your exuberance
spilled and flared in all
six directions, and only
the living dead didn't
become infected. Renai,
your spirit has infiltrated
every cell in my body
so that I glissade over the cement
and I declare, the dog turd
and the crude teenagers
I just passed
lie waiting for Hosannas,
but your crackling laugh
is lighting up some other
place, so I stand in the teenagers' coiffed
hair, stretch out
my arms and grab the quarter
moon's ankles in exultance. | |
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Posted: 3/14/2005 3:37:50 PM | Charming, thanks for your kind words, you brought tears to my eyes, I am stubborn so I will overcome this...please take care and know you will be missed.....hugsssss
There is this lady I know
And charming is her name
She is leaving the pond and barn
Things will not be the same
She shared her words
And helped open my eyes to see
What I truly need to do
To block the pain and be free
I will try to bring upon
The barn my true self
Instead of letting pain overcome
Putting my heart upon the shelf
I will take along with me
Your words so deep and true
As I travel the road I must
To clear my mind so blue
Even as you leave today
Always remember this
That I hope and pray someday
You will finally get your wish
Surrounded by hopes and dreams
To have abundant love
Friendship, laughter and a full life
And be blessed from the heavens above
So with this final farewell
I am so glad that we did meet
You’re a wonderful lady
So charming and so sweet…
Miz | |
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Posted: 3/14/2005 4:23:45 PM | Nice tribute Miz.
Hi Rory, Like Renai. Taste a little darkness in it.
Her
I saw you from across the room,
You took me by surprise,
The smell of your perfume,
And the beauty of your eyes.
They reflected so much of the light,
The most beautiful shade of green,
Like highly polished jadeite,
The most beautiful I had seen.
With confidence and style,
You moved across the room,
As I all the while,
Your beauty, I did consume.
I hadn’t the courage to ask,
So your name I never knew,
Would’ve been such a simple task,
But away my chance I threw.
And now you’re gone,
You live only in my dreams,
You could’ve been the one,
The woman of my dreams.
So when you have the chance,
Go ahead and just take it,
Might look had at first glance,
But life is what you make it.
~Kobold~ | |
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Posted: 3/14/2005 4:43:14 PM | Ak! Not much time right now, but I have time for this:
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Eighteen Soft Holes
I found my clubs today, yet I have no balls
My three-iron is slightly bent into
A three-and-three-quarter iron
My woods are not really wood
The bag is leather and smells like old grass
And beer
Especially that one time
When that beer exploded in one of its pockets
I have 4000 tees but no d*mn balls
This is a bit of an injustice
That will be corrected soon
The snow is disappearing quickly
Soon the courses will be open
And I will be served beer at the sixth hole
By a lovely young lady with no change
And legs up to her armpits
Her breasts hang below her chin
If she had a flat head, she'd be very practical
While I rest my beer on that cranium
And chip shot for under par
With a bent three iron
And celebrate by mooning the senior citizens
Imperious in their golf carts
And belching loud and long enough
To make their upper plates rattle
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I'll try to come back here tonight and do some reading, but no guarantees. It's been blissfully busy here -- good to see ya'll here too. Time is short, things to fix...
Oh, Charming. Take care of yourself and I will remain in contact with you. Luv yer, eh.
And I'll see you guys later tonight, I hope. | |
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Posted: 3/14/2005 4:52:18 PM | *sigh* Golf season not too far off I guess. And, lol, never enough balls in da bag.
In The Minds Eye
In written word I can speak, my mind laid out for all to see,
And what lies behind my eyes, what is the real me.
It may appear a little twisted, oh how my imagination does run,
But I actually have a gentle spirit, when all is said and done.
And though I love the dark, spooks and goblins and such,
I also really love the light, and how my heart it does touch.
For whether I dwell in darkness, or in light I be found,
I have a good spirit, and it is goodness that does abound.
The mind is a complex thing, and it can also be said the same of me,
For you can’t judge a book by its cover, for the cover’s not all there is to see.
So don’t you be afraid, look into my minds eye,
You’ll be surprised of what you find, and that is no lie.
~Kobold~ | |
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Posted: 3/14/2005 5:19:54 PM | | I know there is light inside I have seen it many times in your poems...darkness and light go hand in hand...the two are needed to be strong... | |
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