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| | First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)Page 5 of 189 (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) | earth school is where we re-learn what we know
to learn how to care share and bare
past joy and loss, the sunrise does glow
lost wanderings of life off somewhere
walking all night, how my soul's blood does spout
at desolation and the rut in the road
on lost distant shores while the tide is out
finding strength to live up to the code
The little i know is locked in my heart
all the facts are lost in my brain
there aint no finish if there aint no start
without action, all hope is in vain | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 2/6/2010 10:02:24 AM | With out action, all hope is in vain
So today, is the first day of my life
And into to future, I step, with hope
Leaving the past behind, a memory | |
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Kaitiy
| | Joined: 10/1/2009
Msg: 103 | |
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Posted: 2/6/2010 10:05:23 PM | Leaving the past behind, a memory
and hoping to draw the things you want
towards a life that's full and soft.
gasp! be amazed, the fortune's told
and in the end, I fold, I fold. | |
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Posted: 2/7/2010 2:16:18 AM | And in the end, I fold, I fold
Just a lost soul
stuck at the crossroads
skull and crossed bones
Lost in a rainbow
fools gold
Story's old
stold
boxed and hold
where sunshine never goes
the truth never knows
How beautiful you are
or how strong you will grow | |
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Posted: 2/7/2010 2:44:20 AM | how strong you will grow
somewhere someone always knows
perhaps it was set before we were born
what will bring joy and for what we will mourn
maybe we can change the course of our heart
from the place where we really fall apart
and on that day we can finally start
to fill with love....a long lost art | |
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Posted: 2/7/2010 6:26:26 AM | to fill with love...a long lost art
be wary of the concentration
dilute to taste bail out in haste
or drown in your own contemplation
go down with the ship..
be like a rat scuttle towards warmer climes
where your emotional credit scores
favourable on foreign shores
but my cup will not now overfloweth
it reaches truly toward my fill
I'll drink only with my eyes to follow
the Great Masters will | |
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Kaitiy
| | Joined: 10/1/2009
Msg: 107 | |
| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 2/7/2010 11:02:31 AM | The Great Master's will
is something tangible -
I feel the push and the pull.
And the little voice whispers:
"Get married in haste,
babies are needed before its too late.
Don't forget a career, a house, a garage,
we wouldn't want you left alone, you nimrod."
So keep working for a distant goal
to deviate from plans is not what's been foretold
and know that now is not what matters
The future is coming. Be prepared for battle. | |
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Posted: 2/7/2010 6:01:54 PM | go Peter piper pick a peck
of pickled pepper pronto
before the interest dips
and the shells that she sells
half price on the stock market
are bought twice as quick
as ragged rascals run and
rugged rocks just sit
(who is this Peter guy?) | |
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Posted: 2/7/2010 8:14:47 PM | (Answer: EXACTLY!!)
Rugged rocks just sit.
Pants too tight just split.
If you find a chair that's right,
Then grab a place to sit!
It won't be very long,
Before you hear the song,
That spurred a generation into
Thinking "old" is wrong!
The pounding and the rhythm,
Performed an exorcism,
Of youth from ages where there was
A yawning void and schism.
So listen, if you can,
To Georgie W's plan;
Fool me once...ubba dee, ubba dee,
We won't get fooled AGAIN!!
(Sorry. Jest couldn't resist!) | |
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Posted: 2/7/2010 8:52:42 PM | We won't get fooled AGAIN!!!
Oh yes Jest couldn't resist!
We will be fooled more than once
either by our tongues, by our desires
by why the sun rises in our sign.
When we are fooled, we stop jesting.
Sometimes you must cry.
Laughing is not the answer.
then in the dark nite of any soul.
laughter breaks formidable barriers. | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 2/8/2010 3:00:29 AM | Laughter breaks formidable barriers
Like on the wings of happiness carriers
Soaring high into the cotton wool sky
Watching aeroplanes, birds & life go by | |
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Posted: 2/8/2010 5:55:35 AM | Watching aeroplanes, birds & life go by
as i'm laying here lazily gazing up at the sky.
I hear the faint echo of some far off beast
probably looking for his next big feast.
I slowly roll over and come face to face
with an angry looking bull and i'm in his space.
I quickly jump up and start running through the grass.
I almost make the fence when he skewers my ass. | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Trois)
Posted: 2/8/2010 4:34:52 PM | I almost make the fence when he skewers my ass
and coming back for more, he makes another pass
I'm all like "stop it, you'll sour my lactating"
The pigs are laughing very hard -- they find it titillating | |
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Posted: 2/9/2010 2:56:53 AM | The pigs are laughing very hard -- they find it titillating
Their minds like malignant windmills constantly oscillating
But then they are a product of a million broken dreams
Where countless emerald islands sank into hidden streams
And those who sank without trace lost their soul among silent screams | |
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Posted: 2/9/2010 4:43:36 PM | those who sank without trace
lost their soul among silent screams
or perhaps just lost their bodies
for an eternal soul is an ever-present being
living in different realms
all now happening | |
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Posted: 2/10/2010 2:30:15 AM | All now happening
In the here & now
But when it comes to curtain call
Then you will take a bow
As the audience applause thunders
You'll discover the meaning of life's wonders | |
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Posted: 2/10/2010 8:18:13 AM | You'll discover the meaning of life's wonders;
By eliminating the potential blunders,
With careful, thoughtful preparation-
Before the dark sky thunders.
I SEE the clouds; I FEEL the rain-
They make me seem so FREE!
But may the "sky fire" strike me dead-
If that's my "destiny".
Ode to dawn... that well-worn coat,
Made up of chains and mail.
This night, in shining ardor...
May cause her flesh to pale.
The draggin' waits, with fiery breadth;
I know not where to go.
To save a maiden-heaven?
Or to the dark, below?
Oh, the fairy tail is writ;
It harkens one to listen.
The mermaid calls, beyond the shore-
Her fishy tale does glisten!
Sink or swim, or hoist the sail?
The "journey's" ever wondrous!
So leave the hatches open, 'cause-
Applause is only thunderous!
(YIKES! I guess I know where MY mind has been, lately!!)
Poseidon Adventure Papa at The She-Free Shack < | |
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Posted: 2/11/2010 1:15:57 AM | applause is only thunderous!
seems this time i'm stuck without a line....
only words that come to mind
are incestuous or humourous
or what about stupendous!
applause was not only thunderous
but it was also stupendous
to hear their shouts of elation
and even see the standing ovation
they gave their teachers when
they joined in our dance demonstration...
african dance and drum once again
bringing joy and celebration | |
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Posted: 2/11/2010 1:43:10 AM | Bringing joy and celebration
Feel the beat it's vibrant vibration
If life's a beach are you stood on the shore
Hoping to build sandcastles forevermore?
Or do you see the tide turning & carelessly washing away
The remnants of yesterday until there's only this remaining day | |
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Posted: 2/11/2010 3:07:29 AM | carelessly washing away the remnants of yesterday
until there's only this remaining today
a touch of snow where the blizzard didn't go
with rain and winds that strongly blow
wishing it away this cold wintry grey
hoping for Spring's beauty to show | |
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Thorb
| | Joined: 7/15/2005
Msg: 122 | |
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Posted: 2/11/2010 4:33:20 PM | hoping for Spring's beauty to show
while I sit and wait for a tow
I don't want to go way down south
where they say "Shut my mouth!"
I'm happy living with ice and snow
they provide you with fast and slow
not always in the way you want
sometimes nature likes to taunt
the sun may bake or wind may blow
making you want to get up and go
still when its time to get on the wing
a Robin will tell you when its spring | |
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Posted: 2/11/2010 9:29:50 PM | Robin will tell you when it's Spring
and Batman will say.."good thinking"
we'll play the Joker's in lifes long Riddle..
Pow..Wam...same bat time..same bat chanel | |
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Thorb
| | Joined: 7/15/2005
Msg: 124 | |
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Posted: 2/11/2010 9:41:12 PM | Pow..Wam...
same bat time..
same bat chanel
cheese and ham won't get Pete Rose past the panel
yea ,
so,
ya wanna bet,
double or nuttin is what ya get
as far as it goes
and fast as it shows
there's no need to fret
less ya need to change the chord
pull the chain
put a nail in the board
ring the bell
grab the brass
its time get on back to class | |
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Posted: 2/12/2010 3:00:48 AM | It's time get on back to class
Or the school bully will be a grass
"Sir he hasn't returned"
Angry his maths class has been spurned
The teacher will turn into a manic preacher
"If you don't do your maths where will you be?"
"Where are you going to end up when you're 33?"
And the pupil will respond ever so nonchalantly
"I'll be the sum total of 'me' - true to myself & spiritually free" | |
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