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| | Reflection of past year into the future.Page 3 of 66 (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41) | john...such naked honesty...omigosh...you describe it sooo well..
yes, i have felt what you are saying...i was there..
going around and around..
not so long ago..
thank you friend
i LOVE your vault from hell!!
rose | |
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Posted: 1/5/2009 6:56:54 AM | sobering thoughts to start a new year
hun ny go out get pi...d and forget your worries for a while
sing hallilulya,com on get happy
youve shed your last tear ,kay sa ra sa ra   | |
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Posted: 1/5/2009 7:29:10 AM | well..that's the spirit there gerry!!
que sera sera...whatever will be will be!
can't argue that one!!
enjoy your year...
i plan to do the same!!
thanks for stopping by
rosie | |
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Posted: 1/6/2009 6:15:29 AM | random thoughts of life....
my life is a blur
days end before they begin
moments flash like lightening
yearning again for the coast
i need to find a place to
sit
and
breathe
*********
sometimes
i think it's better
to play by myself
lost in my mind
have a good time
that way
i won't get
h
u
r
t
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joro
| | Joined: 12/2/2007
Msg: 56 | |
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Posted: 1/6/2009 3:32:05 PM | THanks Rose.
Just did a reflection one on 1st/last . damn shoulda put it here. but u know how it goes, ya make it up as you go.
least i do. and tell the truth.
that way I can remember it.
so i will go copy and paste it here for prosperity. | |
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joro
| | Joined: 12/2/2007
Msg: 57 | |
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Posted: 1/6/2009 3:33:58 PM | things packed in boxes
forgotten and stored
the things you learn when not looking
sometimes you might be floored!
a crate of Mr. Potato Heads
Sam I am in a Box
A jar full of sea shells
a bucket of rocks
an old red sox hat
thats been hit by a truck
$1000 dollars from an island off Turkey
that is worth quite less than a buck
A case of old Dead tapes
The Kinks on 8 track
a tie died tank top traded for LSD
a moldy poker chip stack
poems to lovers whose names I forget
books I never did read
a homemade granite emulate
a bandana on which I bled
pinecones and driftwood
tickets not paid
Jeans that are Holy
baseball cards I did trade
the momentos kept around me
valueless to most
to me, each is a story
to be shared upon my roast | |
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Posted: 1/6/2009 4:43:57 PM | Definitely dug the last write there Joro......& thank you Rose for lettin me camp out in your thread. This one is kinda outta my arena if one even exists, but regardless here ya go.
I keep looking at these
Damn hands of mine
The skin, the scars &
What they have become
A roadmap in time
Fingers at odd angles
Only
Wanting to re-wind
Trying to remember
Where it was they came from
I keep thinking it'd be nice
If I could speak
The language of children
Again
So simple
So effortless
Meaningful
The language of our eyes
Warm & free
Like the sun...... | |
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joro
| | Joined: 12/2/2007
Msg: 59 | |
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Posted: 1/6/2009 6:43:30 PM | Warm & free Like the sun
block the years of the gun
who's to say I have no fun
I play with the language of children
Ice storm arthritis, I cant hit the strings
My fingers cramp up with the pain it brings
Give me Irish whiskey and some of my things
I made up my mind, I am leaving
when you reach an age the world can melt down
and you wont even care
say by-by bat eyelashes
for nuthin is quite fair
we're just stones tossed in puddles
we're just ripples in the mud
i know the truth despite my muddles
my road is paved in blood
wake up in the darkness
its no fault being wrong
we were but children
thinking up a song
but you know what your doing
you live for will of meaning
its effortless
its the language of childrem
(thought u deserved to be borrowed from, phish; some good ideas there) | |
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Posted: 1/6/2009 7:24:38 PM | My experience has been that it takes courage just to get out of bed some days. With the new year comes hope that life will change and be better...not so lonely. I wrote this little poem a long time ago when it was fashionable for poems to rhyme. It is copywrighted and appears in one of my books of poems.
Life lingers long
For those brave and strong
And death dares not dark their door.
Life wanders groping
For those with no hope in
The tomorrows that lay in store. | |
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Posted: 1/6/2009 7:49:28 PM | bravo gentlemen...bravo!!
john...love your 'things packed in boxes'...brought back memories...nice, really!!
phish...your hands post is beautiful..reminds me of a piece i wrote about my granny's hands..
and the language of children..what sunshine!
again, thank you both for posting here...rosie... | |
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Posted: 1/6/2009 8:08:40 PM | Turning toward the sun
enjoying the glow of the newly minted year
celebrating in style with friends
easing our fears with laughter
our penchant for looking backward
with steps ahead
holding hearts while clasping hands
bridging past
with tenderness and love | |
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Posted: 1/6/2009 8:19:23 PM | i want the following year
to be less "wanting"
and more "knowing"
less talking
and more showing
a continuing calm
yet growing still
with places to rest
in the path uphill | |
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Posted: 1/6/2009 8:33:15 PM | | I really like your poem and even went over to your profile to send you a note and let you know what I liked about it but could not email you because of my age. | |
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Posted: 1/6/2009 9:52:02 PM | well thanks annecarol...i appreciate you appreciating my words :) ....i'm going to fix that age thing right now...lol...i used to use that when i was actually here for dating...
edit post: gosh...that sounded kinda cold didn't it?..haha....i mean....i'm here more for the forums....not opposed to dating....just not "looking"....hahaha...just "for the record" ;-P | |
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joro
| | Joined: 12/2/2007
Msg: 67 | |
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joro
| | Joined: 12/2/2007
Msg: 68 | |
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Posted: 1/6/2009 11:42:45 PM | i suppose i should write something. sorry.
Of brewing pots of coffee
Of empty kegs of beer
Of living life afraid to change
Of changing out of fear
Of words on yellowed pages
Of vinyl full of pops
Of nameless names forgotten
Of bottles full of hops
Of days of non-conformity
Of haze to feed my head
Of days lost to self-righteousness
Of praying to be dead
Of days spent lost in apathy
Of pains to great to bare
Of days ruled by selfishness
Of wrongs too wrong to share
Of shades pulled to hide daylight
Of phones unplugged to ring
Of chains latched to a barstool
Of a soul too sick to sing
My days of slavery have now passed
For I have seen the light
I have been my own slave master
Now I’m free to do what’s right | |
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Posted: 1/7/2009 3:20:46 AM | anneCarol...thank you for leaving your words (somehow i didn’t see it last night...i was sooo tired)..truer words have not been spoken...
glad you dropped by..
ahhh juju..sweet words from a sweet soul...thank you....wonderful to see you here...
ash..now, where in the hell do you get all that wisdom???? i read your words and think...yep, that’s it..that’s the way i feel! Thank you...always a treat to read your words
and john...thanks for sharing your words...lovely...so right you are my friend..so right you are...
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Posted: 1/7/2009 7:14:19 AM | written this morning on first line, last line.....
and I just wish to say, the poems here are such an inspiration
with honesty and self reflection.... to read them touches me like a revelation....
I don't know where to start...
accept in my heart
life's treasures
for they come and go so quickly
passing the energy to and fro
seeing sadness every where I go
wondering what happened to us?
Did we lose our ability to love?
to see the magic that flies like a dove
and reminds us we're also and they're also
beings from heaven above?
Did we forget life's not over yet?
That a billion stars and planets like mars
might hold secrets we can't even fathom?
Or have we let ourselves freeze in fear
when we've come up against the dragon?
This new year I want fear to disappear
and let love be my guiding light
so that even when I feel the fright
or that reaction that makes me fight...
that is when I need to let in and let out delight
to see the blessing and beauty of my life | |
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Posted: 1/7/2009 3:18:26 PM | Not a problem Joro....I see it as a compliment, which all of us can use from time to time...Many fine words in Rosies place indeed.....Sooo, I gathered this one up outta the dust, kinda remind me of that Eagles song, 'Peaceful Easy Feeling'....Yunno the one, "you can't let me down cuz my feet are already on the ground" or something along those lines.....I guess we can All somehow relate to that eh?
I could never leave myself alone
Always testing my inner core
Always wanting to do more
Trying so hard
To feel
Alive....
I took to love....to learning &
How to fly, high above
At a million miles an hour
Like Icarus circling the sun
I yearned to see how close
To the heat I could come &
When I finally felt its harsh breath
When my fragile wings sadly
Gave way &
Burst aflame I inhaled
The speed of gravity
Smiled softly & fell back to earth again
Through the raging sea &
The warm gulf stream
Where as a young man
I took to swimming &
Being free & yet I could
Never just let well enough alone
Could not fight that need to know
Just how deep...How deep I could go &
On that day with raw intent
Like a comorant with
Oily wings
I dove below the seas blue face
With ease
My arms spread out wide
Muscles taut pulling me deep
The weight of water pressing in
Getting darker as I searched for bottom
I turned my eyes back to the surface
Once again
To that place that I had just come from
& Seeing the light so very far above
Between the black void
Cold
Despite the depth
My soul was warm &
With one last breath, feeling the strain
I smiled softly & drifted back to earth again....... | |
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Posted: 1/8/2009 1:48:30 AM | Agree ‘we’..
the words here are brilliant (i know, i just used that word on another thread...and hate to over use words...but i cannot find another that describe all of the writes here)...
thanks ‘we’ for dropping by...love your reflection...am so totally there!
and phish...you dust ‘em words off any ol’ time and drop them by...
what a wonderful journey you took me on...love, Love, LOVE it...
in my humble opinion, your words and tone are much deeper than the eagles ‘peaceful easy feeling’...i mean...YOU took me on a journey...and what a ride!...thank you...
rosie | |
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Posted: 1/8/2009 7:32:30 AM | Be it the last packing
of unpacking the past (conversations remembering, blasting resolutions!!!!) Eh?!, Rose.......heehee
OMG........All your writes, made me feel something and think of a time, last year, the year before, and well, so before those............Thank You and pat yourselves on the back and kiss your hands for they are all beautiful!!!!
Trinkets, little, many spaced upon the bubble wrap'd boxes
untouched, mind thinking cursed
but, still carried on, into, with me, in this new world of ours
Strength given to let go and send them on, there way, without me, hovering over what they used to mean!!!!!!
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joro
| | Joined: 12/2/2007
Msg: 74 | |
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joro
| | Joined: 12/2/2007
Msg: 75 | |
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Posted: 1/8/2009 5:34:21 PM | so here i go
but, still carried on, into, with me, in this new world of mine
its black as night
i give up the fight
i would give up
but it aint right
comets fly into the earth
I could care less, mis-guessed thier girth
thier imagination is worth twice thier girth
chill out please and dont get tight
the memory of a tiger
the soul of the tundra
i forgot what i did find ya
i wont rejoice in blunder
your kenya niger ethiopia twist
has got me thinking i should slash my wrist
i stare quite forward right thu the mist
just kick back, hang and wonder | |
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