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Posted: 11/6/2008 7:53:44 AM | as always, love and thanks to you, AD. been too busy to be on much as of late, but it's nice knowing when i DO visit, friendly kindred hearts and words jump into my heart and mind, from oh so far away physically.
matters not, the distance, for tis a stronger thing capacity to love...
having missed a chance yesterday to post in first line, last line (part deaux)
in response to post 3654 left therein at 11 50
but off the cuff had come up with the following few lines
thought i'd leave it here in a thread i began oh so long ago
just seemed apropos
I WILL OVERCOME
although not as suggested by fight nor strongest might
or even velocity of the sheer g force of my mind
(or ego for that matter, not meaning to be unkind)
but mon amis i think if you please
to choose my own route and try not to pout
without tickling my knees nor making you sneeze
but rather instead simply using my good heart and head
easier path of trajectory even if solely olfactorily...
but oh just now for you and for the sake of the art
of leaving you a good line with with to start
I WILL OVERCOME
more later mon amis, i do *hope* this finds everyone healthy, well and doing fine.
flying out tomorrow am to tend to some personal family matters...
missing reading, writing, bantering and sharing with you!
xxxxxxxxxxxxxooooooooooos | |
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Posted: 11/17/2008 11:14:24 PM | what do I hate ...nagging...I will NOT refrain from being a woman who likes to paint nailpolish,..unless it involves centipedes...I digress...you must be able to read...a terse verse.....I get inspiration from that man....
so bare with me...it;s so hot here not one ounce of underwear required...let s just laugh...before I admit the truth ..I REMAIN novice...and sometimes I can handle the truth,....BRAWNY beware
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I’m so worried because I accept I can offend
One day I’ll accept death
My own first, I live for the answers
Not one physical touch, yet your spirit
Surrounds me…friendship always remains
so everything I wrote in between
manes oir doi U abd U know a ****
Friendshp reamins
do you question that?
All I ask is that YOU refain giving me
ANY crown
I just sing
let me be out of tune
Happy I am
To just be
YOUR FREIND
was that friend?
dam I hate english
it's so become out of sync
memories are the only remains...
dust to dust
ashes to ashes...
I vow...
marriage can be annulled
Novice is a laugh eternally
We call ourselves that
Before you can be profound
No men required for the heart to ring
….true….
off course I’ll wite more
There’s sheep
I ve not told
They are the grace
For making fairytales
…alive…
only ONE swears he/she holds
the eternity to wearing red
was that a dress or a gown?
BEWARE of the evil frown! | |
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Posted: 4/4/2009 12:49:43 AM | Oi write
In between
West and East
Everyone is sick of
South and North
Sickly we’d all agree
Honey is beached
Blonde is just a ****
Tell tails
Are in winds
I grow a bed instead
My nails scratch on the head
Devils’s slept without pillows
Downgraded to a witch
This
B I T C H
Still asks questions
As you sail away
Where the faque are you my sister?
I don’t go through intense pain
Without screaming YOUR name!!! | |
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Posted: 4/20/2009 6:41:49 AM | Hey SOFTCURVES....always thinking of you and my love with you xoxo
I adore my family/friends and neighbours
I can dish up my sweets on plastic plates
No one takes note that the main course was
Served on Royal Doulton
I served roast pork, beef, lamb and chicken
With numerous side dishes
Yet not one stated their favourite
It’s all about a social get together
Sometimes they only have to BYO chair
But darn that Pommy witch
She asked me to cater for her next dinner
Yet I adore her cynicism; I’ll do it free of charge
I gave her husband the instructions
Provided him with the bread and asked him just to toast it
Hoping she does not drink the bottle
Soaking the bread in it instead | |
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Posted: 4/23/2009 9:32:25 PM | ad, dear dear ad~
where to begin?
firstly, with thanks
for you, always to me so kind
i am still here
but tired feeling
a shell of my former self
yet faintest traces still exist of me
been so long!
but i've been to Canaan
and i wanna go back again
(just like carole king did, all those years ago)
i know i speak in circles
and whirl inside them too
not everyone really quite "gets me"
you ad, are one of the few who do
(and accepts me as i am; too~ thank you)
right now, this minute
i'm back to say
i really will return soonest
perhaps this weekend
this beautiful spinning orb
will somehow some way
allow me unto it's graces
and once again gravity will
keep me from free falling
in and out of oddly shaped spaces
till once again i feel
sure footed upon terra firma
stronger again too
as surely as whispers deep inside my heart
tell me this is indeed so
perhaps then my mind will quiet itself once more
and rest will be, well... restful
oh, and ad?
forget the fancy china
forgo hours spent on epicurean delicacies
tonight i'd be happiest
with a good stout
or a smooth buttery merlot
either is fine; shared with a friend
even if drank from a simple paper cup
thanking you for keeping the thread alive
while we here, on this side of the planet
within this hot and arid desert
have been dealing with the pain of loss
and getting back, however slowly
with our own business of living
and finding our own ways
Pops passed from the earth last month
after a year long illness
so last weekend we journeyed
taking him back to his home, his friends
his church and the place of his birth 88 years ago
together, those of us who loved him
went about celebrating his experiences in life
and his amazing depths of love
our own love and respect of and for him
at the most beautiful Memorial service
i have ever had the grace to experience
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo | |
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Posted: 4/23/2009 9:37:51 PM | I'm so sorry to hear about your loss Softedge. My Mom is 86 now and I can't imagine life without her. Stay strong. | |
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Posted: 4/25/2009 2:12:43 AM | ~Bless you softedge~ Sorry to hear.
Simply to see all of life
through his eyes
this shall keep you warm
safe from harm
while the wind blows
through your hair
every moment
he will be there with you.
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Posted: 4/30/2009 1:40:58 PM | thank you Autumn Fantasy, and yes; thank you Hummingbird Dancing too
promising here, to be back soon; i have to i want to i need to
and funny this: messages this short may not be posted
I rarely see anything informing me i am too short... | |
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Posted: 4/30/2009 4:50:43 PM | picturesque thoughts from one beautiful soul,thankyou SoftEdge.
condolensences to you and your family
poems are short poems are long poems are inbetween the short and long of what one writes :) | |
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Posted: 4/30/2009 5:02:11 PM | I feel lesser than the world
Like a set of virgin eyes upon a painting.
The golden compass,
and the brilliant lights that twinkle,
they tinker with my baby mind.
Upon the threshold, between the seams
and below the surface exists
more than I'll ever come to know.
I don't hold enough existance
to watch the sun set enough times
and be able to tell the difference between wrong and right.
(The last line is bugging me, I wanted to end it somehow, but that's just not... "right."
It ruins it, but any fix that I've attempted so far has ended up wrecking the whole thing even further.) | |
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Posted: 4/30/2009 5:48:07 PM | and be able to tell the difference between wrong and right.???
try
to be able to tell the differance
of right
of wrong
just a thought? | |
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Posted: 4/30/2009 6:00:48 PM | how bout::: to watch the sunset amongst the throng
and be able to tell the difference between right and wrong
or
to watch the sunset while at peace
and reconcile the bad with resistance | |
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Posted: 4/30/2009 7:44:29 PM | my choice of beyeb is her second
to watch the sunset while at peace
and reconcile the bad with resistance
is this a rewrite?
blend the words to see how it feels for you :) | |
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Posted: 5/1/2009 8:24:28 PM | Thank you for your suggestions. They helped me realise that I wrote myself into a corner and there was nowhere to go that would have held truth.
What I've decided to do is change multiple lines in the ending to:
more than I'll ever come to know.
But I've held enough existance
to watch the sun set enough times
so that I could ponder beauty in its presence.
Or a variation of that.
Thanks again
:) | |
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Posted: 5/1/2009 8:38:20 PM | This is just bits of a song I'm putting together. It started with a simple melody derived from a song I was originally covering, then I started stealing random lines of poetry that I've written to be used as lyrics. It's obviously not even near complete though.
Everywhere I've searched and I've sinned,
she's been there, she's like flowers in the wind.
I remember december, I remember falling through the snow
and when the night was dressed in fragrence
I was so impressed with the way that she danced
and I
saw the heartbeat in her eye.
When we simplified satisfaction to a nudity
I was smiling through the city scape
and it was beauty.
Ruining away through the world,
I was her live action boy,
and she, she my rose scented girl. | |
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Posted: 5/2/2009 11:18:15 AM | New non-fiction
Entitled: How I Fell in Love
These pages could be filled
With the painted words of tomorrow.
I wish that I could write these melodies
that are laced with my exact heartbeat
and it shutters your image into my fading flutter of eyelids and eyelashes
as I do fall
as I do,
oh, wouldn't you? | |
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Posted: 5/22/2009 10:50:12 PM | 1 book.
4 hours.
33 minutes.
457 pages.
3 cigarettes.
7 smiles.
2 missed calls.
3 outbursts of laughter.
23 tabbed pages.
1 feeling of elation. | |
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Posted: 5/23/2009 5:18:45 AM | | ^^^^^ Sweet. Thanks for sharing :) | |
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Posted: 6/18/2009 12:07:22 AM | yes to your question but oi am a demanding soul...want the dead to celebrate our union....so we can't until we can fly to las vegas and have Elvis singing at our union lol
but darling sister of mine...I got your birthday card...and turned the house upside down (nothing unusual in that most would say)...can't find your friggin address...
so am early in wishing and belated in delivering
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can I start drinking now...your birthday is always worth more than one day in celebration
Oh I am truly evil…for all my good intentions
I have another agenda
See if I go to Las Vegas
I get to see the garden of Eden
Another duplicate of mine
I’ve had husbands before
They left sorrow
This marriage gives me mercy
At least giving me a chance
To see my sister without false impressions
My sister never sees me as a novice
She always accepts my faults
It's what family is about | |
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Posted: 6/18/2009 4:43:42 AM | The sun shines
The moon arises
Yet knowing you
Neither dance to my tune
Other’s see us as the hunch
I am your Notre dame?
I play to their song
Echoing their belief I adore laughter
Only I see you as the giant
One that no human is frightened of
Ask me again what is worse
Than my nightmare
Then you hear me screaming your name
She tries to build a garden
Mixed with her caveman
Skies offer no mercy
Regardless of light
She sees beyond your horizon
Mix your thoughts
That’s when you both see a rainbow
…why do children ask me where?
I duplicate being a blood relation
Yet I see so many sisters
Parents do lie
NO ONE take away the kaleidoscope
Every child wonders
My fault always for not providing the correct colour | |
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