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Posted: 9/25/2005 3:26:49 PM | unbalanced view
when I was a child my mother worked at a home for the un-balanced
she took us to work all the time …yes she did
one time I had left my Spiderman coloring book out on a table while I played outside
I came back and found Lonnie, a patient at the home, had taken liberty with Spideys costume
he colored the web slinger green and yellow
I was so upset that someone had ruined my book, I cried
Lonnie stopped me and explained
angry
as if I should have known
all this is boring if it is kept colored the same. | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/25/2005 4:07:50 PM | "At First Sight"
Heartbeating,
Memory fuzzy,
Knee's weak,
Sight blurry,
Time...lost.
Smile bright and infectious,
Fills my mind.
Soul honest and pure,
Shifts my life.
Thought disolves and sharpens,
In your eyes.
All I can see is your face,
All I can smell is your perfume,
All I can hear is your voice,
And all I can remeber is your kiss.
Your thought's unknown,
My love holds on,
And the world stops.
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| "A BULLETT HOLE IN THE WIND"
Posted: 9/25/2005 4:22:43 PM | I left the city and the girl behind,as i walk thru the rain into a loudly silent night,once again i pass thru them. Night sounds,soft muffled,i have an open wound upon my chest from which i call your name,for how long will i haunt these fimilar streets,in my dark hours?,
I have met the dangerous mad things that dwell here,and yes they have met me,and i ask myself,am i not one of them?,beacuse i have kiled souls with my eyes,and yes i to wear a face of the gallery,
........is this the fate to which im doomed?,will i always be nothing more then a spy in the house of love?
Sometimes i long for blindness,or even gentle sleep,but it would seem there is none for me,
Iprowl the night while others sleep in there beds,....except for them,the mad ones who naturally fear me,yes the night is a comforting time for them, THE SCREAMERS....THE BLEEDERS....THE HOWLING....THE INSANE,but as for me i take comfort in there dreams,in there nightmares,for in the day i sleep projecting my dreams upon them, yes i"ve put a bullett hole in the wind,
I AM THE DARKNESS. A dreams demise,can be cleverly diguised,when viewed behind eyes that see nothing. "bane"-2005- | |
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Joined: 8/17/2004
Msg: 179 | |
| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/25/2005 4:29:03 PM | Insanity
Trying to cope
Giving up hope
Starting to see I’m at the end of my rope
No light visible just darkness here
Taking its toll on my mind I fear
What is that? …Laughter I hear?
Somebody scoffs at me up there
There are things in this world
That feed off our pain
Basking in our misery
And in our shame
Maniacal laughter resonates through my brain
Taunting me and relishing my pain
Telling me to come and stay
Come to us here
We love to play
The train is at the station now
Insanity is where its bound
The urge to go so strong somehow
It is time for me to go now | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/25/2005 4:42:34 PM | If you write or just like to hear poetry there are places to go. The Black Dog Tavern downtown fort worth has an open mike poetry every tuesday night usually from 9-10:30pm.
I've been going for several months, some really amazing poets. | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/25/2005 4:49:10 PM | Honey I just want to run my fingers through your hair
I want to be the one that's standing there
When you look into your mirror
I want you to see me standing near
I want to be under your arm and take your hand
To be close to you and make you understand
I want to spend these moments of this life with you
This driving desire pushes me closer gets me through
I just want to spend every moment of my being with you
That's all I want to do
All I want to do
With you | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/25/2005 8:58:02 PM | Tore down and busted
Limbs severely rusted
There are no alibis
Within your eyes
I surrender my gaze to memory of mist
A fleeting moment of your haunting kiss
Within all the elements of truth and in light
I am seeing you the first time with second sight
I will not be pulled under your unforgiving sea
I will not let this emotional flooding drown me
I will soar above these rippled waters of infliction
I will direct my life in purpose in thoughtful reflection
I will be the me,
I need to be
And all in time due
I will be the me
Without the need
To be the me in you | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/26/2005 12:25:00 AM | Just dropped in to say I was just talking with Ooohpie and she wanted me to let y'all know she'll be in to post as soon as she can. She's been really busy, but misses you all.  | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/26/2005 10:17:17 AM | | ^^^ Hi Kids:)Thanks Ali for relaying that message.Things are crazy hectic but i will read all of the wonderful poems as soon as I can..keep them comin and thanks so much for your support of this thread:)have an awesome day,kat | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/27/2005 12:17:39 AM |  Just droppin in to say I finally had a chance to start catching up a bit on reading my poetry threads and what I have read so far is amazing..yall rock..Keep em comin..Have an awesome day,kat  | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?I hope so or this thread is tankin LOL
Posted: 9/28/2005 2:48:59 PM | Growing Insane
Detached and hostile with nowhere to turn
My feelings are trapped, inside me they burn.
My friends have forsaken me, my family the same
I'm alone on this journey and growing insane.
Searching endlessly for answers to questions unknown,
I wander the cosmos, no place to call home.
My mind is a whirlwind of inquiry and thought,
Shall I ever be sane? I truly think not.
I'll just wander alone in this place so unkind,
Trying to salvage what's left of my mind.
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| So ya wanna be a poet?I hope so or this thread is tankin LOL
Posted: 9/29/2005 6:28:55 AM | ^^^ Well thank you, here's one with a touch less gloom...
The Flower
The most exquisite flower in the garden,
You stand above all for the world to observe.
Your petals so soft, your fragrance so sweet,
To possess you is more than a God should deserve.
Yet the mortals they come, from far and away,
But still none can hold you, try as they may.
So alone here you stand for the whole world to view
waiting for the one worthy enough to pick you.
XX
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Roaul
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Joined: 4/14/2004
Msg: 190 | |
| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/30/2005 4:51:41 AM | wen the world and i were young
just yesterday
life was such a simple game
a child could play
it was easy then to tell
right from wrong
easier to tell the weak from strong
should i just stand there and fight or just go a long
but today there is no day or night
today there is no black or white
today there is no dark or light
only shades of grey
i remember when the answers were so clear
i had never lived without,or had tasted real fear
it was easier to tell truth from lies
eaier to run,jump and try
who to love and wo to hate
was i foolish or was i wise?
but today i fear the day or night
today my souls in dark and light
today i see in black and white but nostly in shade of grey
do i live my life in real or dream
will my heart ever have a lovers gleam
is it easy to see life is fair
when to keep and when to share
how much should i protect my heart and how much to care? | |
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| if i were a mellon
Posted: 9/30/2005 7:20:14 AM | if i were a mellon i would be green and tasty
if a bit seedy and watery | |
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| i missed my lunch today
Posted: 9/30/2005 7:22:42 AM | today i missed my lunch
so im pretty hungry now
in fact so hungry
i could eat a cow
or at least a thin sliver of one between some bread | |
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| I don't need you
Posted: 9/30/2005 11:31:48 AM | I don't need you.
I have no pressing need that you fill
I color my own world and make my own peace.
I don't need you.
I live my own life and make my own dreams
On terms that no one but I have set into stone.
I don't need you.
The sun rises and sets each day
It's beauty constant no mattter who I admire it with.
That is why I believe it is fate,
I believe it is something bigger than both of us,
I believe that God and nature has determined we belong together...
Because I cannot live without you. | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/30/2005 3:07:20 PM | Thanks everyone for your kind comments.
I am also thankful for your contributions because like to you I am always more thought provoked and inspired by others talents.
More to come..
Rick | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/30/2005 4:03:49 PM | | Be a bit much for me to repost them, but I posted several poems of mine in this forum yesterday or thereabouts and would appreciate some feedback. | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/30/2005 6:42:56 PM | Hey sychophant, I'd be more than willing to comment on your poems but I couldn't find any on this thread....
This is an oldie but it's one of my faves
Closer Than They Appear
Why am I still here, just anticipating
Always waiting, waiting, waiting
Seems like Im always in your rearview mirror
Getting smaller and smaller till I disappear
I must stand alone and need you from here
Objects in the mirror are closer than they appear | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/30/2005 7:38:09 PM | Failed Rescue
Onward I fight the Demon War
Where Thousands of Minions die by my sword,
But how many more lie instore?
Never will I find out, never more.
For I am mortally wounded,
No way to repair.
I'll never save the Maiden fair,
Save her from the Evil Beast,
With ripping claws and gnashing teeth.
All I can do is use my last breath
And keep fighting to save her
Until I finally know death.
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/30/2005 7:56:05 PM | I dedicate this little piece to Brawnydog who told me to post it because it was "too hot". He said if I didn't he would copy it and post it himself. I have removed the names to protect the innocent. Enjoy one and all!
"Cerebral Exchanges"
Green eyes watch as passion begins.
My lips so full, to take you in.
Trembling hands await to undress.
Bountiful breasts erect for your caress.
Silky skin longs to be touched.
Oh, how I want you so much.
My juice is flowing, take a drink.
Please bring me to the brink.
Honey milk coming fast and I taste you so;
Swallowing slowly as we go.
I'm burning deep with in.
I want to feel you; hurry let's begin.
Rocking, thrusting and riding you so,
Take me to places I long to go.
You make me tremble, shake and quiver.
My orgasms will be like a river,
Slow and steady then coming fast.
Take a ride and make it last.
Hurry now and don't be late.
I want to you at my pearly gate.
So, take the key and open the door
There is so much for us to explore! | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 10/1/2005 7:51:38 PM | Great writes on here, way to go everybody
And sychophant i went through your threads and read your poems, just incredible, your love for words is obvious | |
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