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Posted: 6/1/2006 3:19:55 AM | The louder they speak
The harder they fall
Calling for peace and unity for all
Pushing for a break threw
Taking what is mine
Then asking for more borrowed time
Back in a corner living in disgrace
Ashamed I am part of the human race
When the barrel of the gun leads the sprit of the chase
On your knees pray to the above
For help from toughs who are all frauds
Try to escape from their iron grip
It is like plugging a hole in a sinking ship
Now there is new hope
Some will get by
Others will be pushed out to die
Fearing new political pioneers
Scream all you want but will they hear
You can try to make it fly
Some beg for change others ask why
Some won’t bother to try
If you want the answer
With in us where it lies | |
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| Baby steps O:)
Posted: 6/1/2006 11:29:19 AM | Bonefunny~I absolutely adore your writing style.Thanks so much for sharing.Work must be kinda slow again eh  Christopher~Whistling Dixie again I see?Im glad you found such a spiffy friend.I hope all is well with everyone.Im going to write something spontaneous.Hugs all around,Kat.PS If you havent yet checked out the "sammich thread" give it a peek.Its a veritable luncheon hoot LOL
Why is it so easy for some
To expose their souls on a page
naked and unafraid
Everything is laid
So bare for the world to see
Why cant I unlock that door within me
Why cant I speak those things aloud
It isnt that Im not real,or too proud
Maybe Im just scared to give my heart a voice
Afraid that it might scream
Maybe I just make it harder
Than it may seem
Maybe one day Ill try it too
But for now,to those that do
Let me say without question
I admire that quality in you
My butterflies are free
And I know theres so much more to poetry
Than lullabyes and stromy skies
I want to meet myself there
In those deeply entombed spaces
And reveal my thoughts
In all their unique faces
Theres more to me than what is seen
maybe someday Ill find the courage
To set it all free:)
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Posted: 6/1/2006 1:08:30 PM | 5444
Sleep Sweet Angel
01 June 2006
Sleep sweet angel
close those hazel eyes
Sleep in peace, away from hurt
never let harm steal your rest
Where a heart was warm
and a soul transfixed
This place of haven to escape
spellbound, safe in a world mesmerized
Your beauty, your ever after
all in a place skin deep
Never fear, never cry
let this softness dream your dreams
Feathers light, angel upon her wings
sleep sweet cherub, rest your weary head
Such jaded happiness, aweary to your love
remember not what pain can give
sleep in rest, sleep to eternity live
“AND the angel that talked with me came again,
and waked me, as a man that is wakened out of his sleep,”
Zechariah 4: 1 KJV
© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
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| Sometimes I just have to write:)
Posted: 6/1/2006 9:34:50 PM | Hi Christopher:)Thanks for the visit Hope everyone is super spiffy tonight
Intoxicated by the way my memories blend
My heart wont shatter,my love has no end
It fits the life I live,I know how to forgive
Breathing in silence, staring at blank page space
I paint in word pictures of emotions retraced
Beyond a memory existing inside of me
I remember my mother and her entrancing eyes
How as a child I thought she never would die
Its still a mystery that knocks the wind from me
Sometimes when its so late the moons almost gone
Fading into the sunrise in a waltz with the dawn
I wish we could talk again,but heavens road still refuses to bend | |
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| Sometimes I just have to write:)
Posted: 6/1/2006 9:57:12 PM | Like a ballerina trapped inside a music box
She tries to escape but the lid wont unlock
Shes all wound up again,the music never seems to end
She twirls and smiles and dances at will
The people applaud its no longer a thrill
She just wants to stand still,for now shes had her fill
When the house becomes tired and everyone sleeps
She grabs a few keepsakes,dries the tear on her cheek
And blows a kiss goodbye,she cant let her soul die
She trips over the darkness and falls to the floor
The hallway light flashes and sears her motionless for
A brief moment or two ....she feels helpless in what to do
But her soul they cant see though
She hopes if she freezes they wont see her there
She crawls on her belly, like a soldier to the chair
And closes her eyes and then.... the nightmare begins again
Why couldnt they just let me be free,my soul is a dancer its my destiny
But the music never stops...the music just wont stop | |
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| Things today aren't the same and neither is everyone around me!!
Posted: 6/1/2006 10:16:12 PM | Things today aren't the same and neither is everyone around me!!
People change and people grow....but I stand still and watch the world go round!!
Tired of hearing the noises of the past and beginning to fear the present and the future..
I shut my self down to prepare for the end....no more hurt and no more tears..
I grow faint and confused about who I am!!
Whispers in my ear begin to fell my head...telling me nothin except truth and more lies....
it begins to hurt even more then a heartbreak and a tummy ach.....
shutting my eyes only seem to bring nightmares of what might become and what not!!!
Keeping my sanity is harder then drinking water up side down.....
trying to understand it's like a brain freeze on a cold december day!!
How or what to say is more like having ur tounge in a vice.......
stopping on every word cause it hurts to much to say!!!
Cant say what u want cause ur mind has ur tounge........
ur heart controls the words!!!
Neither know what u really feel and neither know what you think.
Confused in a limbo of mind over heart....
u begin to SCREAM OUT LOUD!!!!
For you know longer know what is right or what is wrong!!!!!!!!!!
Just confused in another world of your own,
setting in a corner rocking back and forth .......
crying and screaming for someone to save you from the whispers that are in your head!!!
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| Things today aren't the same and neither is everyone around me!!
Posted: 6/1/2006 10:45:13 PM | Michael1985~Welcome to my little corner O the poetry forums.Loved your write Very expressive:).Thanks so much for sharing your poem here.Feel free to visit any time.  Ok Kids,one more from me before I  Wow those emoticons are attractive eh?hehe nite,kat
Every spring
Tastes more like September
The leaves just get brighter
My heart still remembers
The dreams I used to dream
falling all around
Like silver moon beams
Is it possible
To have a childs faith forever
Its isnt a mystery
And its not really clever
I took a train to nowhere
I grabbbed onto the bar
I felt the cold grey metal
Of the side of the boxcar
Just like a hobo
Or a vagabond
My dreams are best kept
Beneath the sky I gaze upon
Im a world traveller
deep within my soul
God only knows how much I love you
Should I follow where you go
I cling to the ashen grey metal
A traveller in the night
Looking for my childs heart
As I blend in with the ember light
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| Things today aren't the same and neither is everyone around me!!
Posted: 6/1/2006 11:46:25 PM | ^^ ha ha Glad I read that one..he he Timely too!
Just read a page ..thanks..:)
Why cant I unlock that door within me
Why cant I speak those things aloud
It isnt that Im not real,or too proud
Maybe Im just scared to give my heart a voice
I think your heart speaks volumes around here Kat
Sometimes I just have to say to myself
Fuch The World, Let'er rip Rol...!:)
I can watch the madness and crazyness pass on by
And laugh and laugh and poke myself in the eye
And every now and then I'll have a good cry
Cause it's all a reminder that life's worth a try
Repeats mantra now..om silly om....:) | |
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| Scream!!
Posted: 6/2/2006 11:00:18 AM | THIS IS a Song that i wrote, WARNING VERY DISTURBING!!!!
"SCREAM"Scream thats all i want to do is scream
Why the F*ck is everyone against me
Why can't i just be the way that i'am
Hopeing no one F*cking kills me...
Hold up...Kill me Someone just f*cking kill me
I don't want to feel this pain that rolls inside
just kill me i just want to get it over with
SO JUST KILL ME!!!!
Hope you can see me crying here with this hurt you brought on me
...Why can't i just die and see the OTHER SIDE!!!!
DO you love it when you see me curled in a ball in the corner rocking back and forth
hopeing that this pain will be released when i die
Don't you wish i'll be gone from your life
Since for some reason i make everyone's life so F*cking miserable....
SO someone just kill me get this life that i have over with
im tired of hiding my feelings, pretty soon i'll blow up and show everyone what
im made of...!!!! | |
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Posted: 6/2/2006 11:01:35 AM | | i apologize for being so upfront but i just went through a break up....we were together for 2 years so im prety hurt. | |
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| Whistle while I work Heh O:)
Posted: 6/2/2006 11:09:25 AM | Heya everyone I hope all is just groovy today.om~Thanks for peekin in and checking things out.I totally appreciate your kind words and love your attitude twards life/writing.Im that way too,for the most part,but sometimes its hard for me to reach that place when I write.Maybe its just my perception of my work.Thanks for visiting Michael~Never feel the need to apologize for expressing yourself:) Im not easily offended by anything ,and completely appreciate all styles of verse Thanks for posting.I hope yall have a wonderful day.I need to get back to work.See yall later if time permits Hugs,Kat | |
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| Whistle while I work Heh O:)
Posted: 6/2/2006 11:50:18 AM | Hey my summer blossom, my velvet rose petal I did get those wild flowers and a June wedding sounds just devine! I found the perfect pink sandals for the occassion  I do get to wear pink, don't I?????
Anyhow, just stopping in to take a loooonnnnggggg read, seems I've been missing the boat on all the great things in this thread!!!
I am home, it makes me smile
to see my folks after driving those miles...
old friends and new, I've held them all close
and here on this page I raise my glass for a toast!
To all you guys who supported me
who held my hand and set me free...
Thank you to all, and especially Kat, my butter tart
A true friend, online, but imprinted forever upon my heart. | |
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| Whistle while its the weekend!woot woot:)
Posted: 6/2/2006 9:40:15 PM | Hey yall!Im so glad its finally the weekend:) Yay! Tracy^~Pink is my favourite colour my lil lotus blossom Im sure youll choose the perfect dress my lovely fiancee Im so glad youre finally back home.I know it means so much to you girlfriend How are the puppies?I bet theyre so cute! Ok,this is turning into a more email appropriate post hehe.I Just wanted to say I love ya girlie and I treasure you too. Kat...PS Ill try and post a poem in a wee bit. | |
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| Nite kids:)
Posted: 6/3/2006 12:01:11 AM | Winter has stolen the leaves from the trees
iced over our childhood memories
made footprints stand still on frozen paths
brought a chill to the day
as the world fades to black
The seasons they twist and they turn so fast
But summer returns and the warmth is brought back
Our footsteps are quickened
Were lively and free
With the world dressed in green
We can taste destiny
Kat | |
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| an end or a beginning
Posted: 6/3/2006 4:05:13 AM | 5450
Naked in Clothes
03 June 2006
Empty was an end
the beginning of a reel
As to a string stretched
knotted to create a net
Entangled within love
an estrangement of opportunity
This door open, but closed
empty was not being full
High upon happiness
or dead to death
Life was about living
only to die was true as well
For what was tomorrow
that other day of the weak
This earth of humility
or just a place naked in clothes
“But the meek shall inherit the earth; and
shall delight themselves in the abundance of peace.”
Psalms 37: 11 KJV
“Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth.”
Matthew 5: 5 KJV
© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
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| Hola everyone:) :)
Posted: 6/3/2006 11:08:06 AM | Hi Christopher,Interesting poem:)
I wrote this and posted it in another thread,but Im kinda partial to this one,so I thought id post it here too.It holds a lot of meaning for me,so here tis Have a groovy day kids,Kat
Is it spoken in placid whispers beyond the lives weve led
The pendulum swings,the moon takes her place
As the sunsets secret scatters dying embers upon the landscape
My soul is adrift like a kite in the spring
Grabbing hold of the mystery of all that I dream
Music once melded our vagabond souls
With the magic of Mozart and the canvas of forever
Heaven mustve recognized it long before I knew
The pleasure of entwining my heart into you
All around me in a hush just beyond the wall
Beckoning foosteps of your memory lead me down a path
Not measured in moments or the time that is past
Some things transcend beyond the curtain wall
Like a rosepetal slumber in a childhood tale
Our love still lives on somewhere just beyond the veil
No separation exists just because its unseen
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| Hola everyone:) :)
Posted: 6/3/2006 4:24:15 PM | | Kat you wrote that its hard to write and share of yourself to the world yet your words in these beautiful lyrics are the transparency of your heart and soul....The compassion, the sensitivity, the painted world that you spin in poetic song, the love for humanity, the passion for life, the smiles that you attempt to create among all that read and just being overall genuine. There is much of you that is conveyed and all that is you is being shone like the rising sun illuminating the shadows of the valley.....Thank you for sharing. | |
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Posted: 6/3/2006 10:08:40 PM | Almighty Beethoven
Composed Dominantly
Eclectic Fashion
God Himself Intriqued Jubilantly
Kaleidoscope Lacinated Memories
No One Pretenses
Quadrilateral Riddles
Savory Tendencies Unlikely Vacilated
We Xactingly Yearn....
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| Another one....from me
Posted: 6/4/2006 5:43:21 AM | 5454
Silent Doors
04 June 2006
Empty or open
full or closed
Those stitches of rhyme
yesterdays dreams awoken
Skeletons, fleshless in life
bared upon a soul to beat
A heart, unacquainted in thought
terror, a pain raped of stability
Her eyes, statues of granite
each pupil a ruby to star
Eyelids weary, void in sleep
behind every optical, vision stained
Those needles pricking in fingers to touch
threads displaying encrusted cotton
A door ajar, the hinges tired of movement
limp, frail, was she a woman, or as human as life
“Did I fear a great multitude, or did the contempt
of families terrify me, that I kept silence,
and went not out of the door?”
Job 31: 34 KJV
© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
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| How are things...jellybeans? :) :)
Posted: 6/4/2006 9:47:06 AM | Heya Everyone:)How are ya today?Things are pretty nifty here.I just thought Id stop in and say hola for a few.Christopher~You have a very eclectic writing style thats definately unique to you.Although we are very different in our ways of writing,I completely appreciate the diversity.Nice write Fullmoon~I dig the Beethoven vibe in your verse.Im going to go and listen to Beethovens "Eroica" in honour of your spiffy poem The Black Knight~Awww! Thank you for your encouraging words. Im glad youre so touched by my poetry.The thing is though,I think sometimes Im just acutely aware that Im not digging as deeply as I could if I just "let it all go" Its hard to explain,but Ill get there one day I hope.Anyhow kiddies,I enjoy perusing all of your poems,comments and the spiffy things yall post here.You guys rock my sox.Thanks again for poppin in...Have a nifty day,Kat
PS...Ive been kinda busy so I havent had a chance to check my mail for a few days,but Ill get to it as soon as I can:) | |
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| How are things...jellybeans? :) :)...a new write from moi..heheO:)
Posted: 6/4/2006 10:06:15 AM | Crying out to the restless night in Nightengale song
Searching for an olive branch to rest my fears upon
Long before the universe expanded far and wide
As children of the stars our souls would soon abide
Filling up the world and each taking our place
Our journeys all illuminated by the moons sweet lunar face
As dreams wash us all in elegance,love and diversity
The songs we sing are all unique with a certain thread of unity
The way we weave our words in verse ,speak tales of love and woe
Giving music to the seasons of life ,as the days they ebb and flow
Crying out to the velvet sky with silver wounds from long ago
The nightengale fills the world in sweetest song of all she knows | |
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| this one....from me
Posted: 6/4/2006 8:42:54 PM | I can not comment on writing style, Kat, as your own note above relates too.
I just go with the flow, and by now would have changed or varied my style several times in this past year
5453
Forgiveness was Free
04 June 2006
How rude was she
that day she did judge
As if good was not all
in her way of being criticize
Yet should this be in words
a secret time to love
Across a world, half a breath
how rude was she, of that to address
While two rights are neither
nor was wrong her strength
This poetic rhythm of kind
left alone, not wanting to part
So to say sorry, was a reason to be
alone and wanting, her heart to read
Another time to ponder
these was of yesterday
tomorrow forgiveness was free
“The art of conversation consists as much
of listening politely as in talking agreeably.”
George Atwell
© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
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| this one....show me
Posted: 6/5/2006 12:07:01 AM | 5457
Future to Envy
05 June 2006
Where was the wind
this breast of blood
A fountain, or a pump
taking heart in breath
Where was yesterday
that day she was there
Ode for this tomorrow
a place to land in truth
Take heart, take heed
give love, return hope
Walk together, soul to soul
understand the feeling of amour
For where was where
this placement of heart
Hidden away, broken for some
around a corner, a future to envy
“There are two tragedies in life. One is not
to get your heart's desire. The other is to get it.”
George Bernard Shaw, “Man and Superman” (1903), act 4
Irish dramatist and socialist (1856 - 1950)
© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
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| Hi kids:)
Posted: 6/5/2006 8:20:21 AM | A quote from the previous page)
"Christopher~You have a very eclectic writing style thats definately unique to you.Although we are very different in our ways of writing,I completely appreciate the diversity.Nice write "
^^Christopher~I hope your "how rude was she" wasnt in reference to my saying our writing styles are different but I appreciate the diversity. I dont see where that could be taken as inflammatory.I offer a sammich as a peace offering LOL O:)All I meant by my comment was that I love the diversity and eclecticness here in the poetry forums and embrace the unique way in which we all express ourselves.My comment was in no way meant to be seen as offensive,and ,if in fact it was,I apologize, You know I dig ya,and your poems ..anyhoo,have a spiffy day yall,Kat | |
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Posted: 6/5/2006 1:37:42 PM | No Kat, the connection was not in relation to your comment, and was more south of the border, in matters in relation to the panhandle of some other matters. While the 'show me what ya got' topic of "How Rude was she" is a matter that struck me in a way, I was not even sure if I should have taken that topic.
Only some times the spirit truly runs and the 'she' in question relates more to this poem below and of that I cannot explain more at this period. As to one of those current bumps along the highway of life.
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All Good Revisited
02 June 2006
Sometimes to wonder
which way the world was shining
As to her, of directives in personal thought
her happiness permitted upon a being
Where incarceration was her motive
but what was hidden in dark
Some element of marriage
left over like a completed meal
Scraps of food and savoury sauce
bread crumbs upon a earthenware platter
There she was, placing the blame
her inside sanitised in alcohol, preserved
Would she ever give up
endearing an era in path
No one knew but her
what this was to be in truth
“Truth is beautiful, without doubt; but so are lies.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803 - 1882)
USA essayist and poet
© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
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