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Posted: 8/27/2007 5:54:13 AM | For all mankind it was a matter of time
till the end of all days changed the ways
back to that natural sign
the shadow of a line
entwined with survival mind
unkind with thought
brought not bought
fought over food and shelter
in the sweltering heat of the now
unsure of any future
past just gone some how
animals we were
animals we are
nature will have the days
huddled in darkness half the time
a herd of unfit strays
back beyond the stone age
back before time
back to where fire was god
where nobody tried to rhyme
Will this satisfy a soul
the life beyond a simple goal
the thought of love for sake of love
some truth we wear with formal gloves
protecting the hand of man
fashioned after god
wrought logs before the storm
icons later become the norm
then he sits in a bar
drives an old car
doesn't bother to warn
those children of the corn
still plant the seed
so as to feed
plenty from the horn
not noticing others scorn
Man, Myth and Magic
Time, Life publication of the past
I remember when the charts predict
and know
nothing ever lasts
except maybe the past
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| -:- One Moment in Infinity -:- Abraham's Children gone -:-
Posted: 8/28/2007 12:55:47 AM | nothing ever lasts
except maybe the past
and the spell you cast
long ago.
Thought you should know
I remember the smell of pinion pine
and the cackle of cookfires within the mind
of yesterday.
Canyon echoes from eagles call
and legacy's written across history's wall
of fossilized fuels that power the grid
no one remembers just what you did.
But I do.
With infinite tenderness
feathers of dawn
by firelight beckoned and began the song
that sang us here to be
A dreamers destiny.
Wonder too late
if you can save the fate
of the burning times
while Greek fire climbs
to final history
and the mystery
remains unsolved.
Have we evolved?
Up from the wars in Afganstan
the drug lords control of the holy land
take it back for me
there's still time to see
the truth again
despite the pain
of the witness stand
You understand?
Save the merchant of Venice from further decay
the Dutch build their ocean pods anyway
escape fantasy
that remains to be
the only way out for most
as our host
quits protecting
recollecting
the brutality of man and woman to each other
No one dare to trust the gap that screams between your lover
and your vulnerable face
we cannot keep pace \
with the changes without honest exchanges
of true thought.
It's all we've got
left. | |
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| -:- One Moment in Infinity -:- Abraham's Children gone -:-
Posted: 8/28/2007 3:45:03 AM | (*smiles* enjoying the poems here, inspired by no. 401 & 402, thanks thorb & ravin)
nothing lasts
but everything
impresses something
quietly lingering
memories of memories
colouring today
dead things have their say
from every yesterday
nothing lasts
yet nothing is
without what was
the memories
flawed remembering
dictates my experience
perception hence
interprets every sense
nothing lasts
all shall be gone
and yet remain
to be built upon
treasure the best
choosing, keeping
which to come creeping
into dreams as you're sleeping | |
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| -:- One Moment in Infinity -:- a New Dawn -:-
Posted: 8/28/2007 5:32:27 AM | [thanks for the super fine writes .. R & R ]
That's just what I need too .... R & R with R & R from R & R
like now that I don't have to drive my car
very far
unless'n I want to
like for take'n a strool
to some rock and roll
to sooth my soul
through and through
a little rest and relaxation
like with some old sensations
under sedation
with no stress on the chest
no care about reputation
we can rock the nation
Ravin and Rune
singin' a tune
round bout noon in this room
its all the rage
postin the page
like some sage lightin' the gloom
so give me some of that ole bouncy bounce
with a skip in yer steps we will anounce
the party dance for all to enjoy
like as if its some new toy.
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Posted: 8/29/2007 4:13:37 PM | its always a party in the swamp
dem frogs just bumpin and humpin when they want
coyotes singin every night
and that ole screach owl looking such a fright
there's a bubblin brew for all to drink
as long as youz don't mind the stink
fresh moss and shrooms now we're into fall
down in the swamp ya can have a ball
its nice now that the skits are gone
burnt off like a dried out thong
after the water has evaporated
breeding bugs have been sedated
so its fun to just go walk around
spring in step on humus ground
watching all the little toads
jump like touching electrode
Its always a party in my swamp
so come on over for a jaunt
bring a camera and lunch if you like
bring a tent and stay all night. | |
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| -:- One Moment in Infinity -:- a New Dawn -:-
Posted: 8/29/2007 8:05:28 PM | bring a tent and stay all night.
we've a jar full of fireflies giving us light
and the moon's in a sliver but the stars shine bright
we're havin' a swamp party ya thats right!
Tree toads calling by the red willow stand
and the bull frogs base booms deep to beat the band
Red wing Black bird Butterflies across the land
Why the swamp gas makes us laugh we still don't understand.
Pete Moss comes all dressed up in alligator shoes
While the Bull Rush is hooking up with Lilly two by twos.
Marshmallow and coltsfoot are kicking up the blues
and the dogwood he got down sippin' sulphur brews.
Tom cats play catch a mouse and flying squirrels entertain
Thunder clouds are over head we're caught out in the rain
The swamp party just gets wet, and we don't feel no pain
'cause what they say out Shrekys way is, 'Heck, no rain no gain"! | |
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| -:- One Moment in Infinity -:- Isn't it a City -:-
Posted: 8/29/2007 9:37:32 PM | Thanks Ravin ... I think I mention rain and imply no gain
[ begining from 8 line stanza's correction - then alteration - then addition ]
But it's really because
we just don't know Jack of it's soft warm sensation
as pure as a dove
that soap laying claim to some essence above this nation
in nature not nurture
parasites and bacteria on a bird
may or may not have a cure
to think pigeons holy is oh so absurd
lest angels use them as the wings needed to fly
and that cooing a language
complete with the lies
fallen to earth in civil war of the heavens
hands taken away
so they can't throw a seven
or eleven
Chained to twenty-four hours a day
the numbers now change with all our new plays
twenty-four seven now comes hard and fast
with drive-through window replicas die-cast
then back on your ass at a hundred plus
well maybe twenty five when there is a rush
grinding to a halt every three to five
makes ya wonder if we're really alive
Could be just a form of purgatory
these cities of dreams
choking on all those blue sky schemes
jogging with shin-splints beside a truck
thinking about that last good luck
before lung collapse from monoxide drift
or that tattoo you got from the pavement kiss
such a strange bliss
hisses through the back of my mind
distinctly entwined with my past
City boy
well at least the burbs
hanging out on corners and curbs
plaza windows sometimes a backrest
dust and garbage
smokes in the vest
walkin and hikin and jackin at times
yelling for sake of the din of the line
city girl
yea well she screams for fun
lipstick and leather can make a boy run
jump squirm and kick for show in the night
but dancing so often makes him up tight
shy in that macho designer drug quest
even the family will treat like a guest
seeing how a powder keg can explode
when fire is allowed to engulf the load
city life
a pretty life
a wife and hubby
swimming corporate rivers
not very good forgivers
no time for babies
city death
in every breath of air
there seems to be
somewhere
all around us
the sky and ground must
play their part
caress the hearts of all who fall into those cracks in the pavement
disappearing like the rain
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Posted: 8/30/2007 10:19:56 PM | drained
of hope or inspirations breath
and death looks like the only way out
I can shout no more I know the score
and cannot take the floor any more.
Do not look at me as if I know
I cannot go any further here.
It's not fear of annihilation
that causes the hesitation
It's the knowing of existence
that keeps the persistence
of one foot in front of the other
that and love for the Mother
the rest can rot in hell if they like
you never can tell when these moods strike
and it feels like hell
oh well
tomorrow is another day
and yesterdays say
will have little meaning
just excess screaming into nothing real
whats the big deal anyway
Seen the news today? I cry!
A thousand fires blacken the sky
and Uranium mined for missile heads
point a thousand fingers of death beds
promise for peace.
Please release me from this place
I've run my case to the wall
and another brick has the wherewithall
to be thrown through Gods stained
glass
window.
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| -:- One Moment in Infinity -:- the threashold -:-
Posted: 9/1/2007 10:13:41 PM | May I look through your window
out past the momentary thought
feeling earth inside the light
feeling a little caught
---------- this came after first last dream tangent
Cross the threashold of forever more
feel the light and start to soar
pure pleasure rises with your mind
screaming laughter out of time
orgasmic with out evidence they say
psychomagnetic impressions are laid
desires culminate in pure white light
the essence of life loves oh so right
tis only a mere moment past
clutching back fall dosen't last
how to hold-on any amount longer
leaving desire feeling so much stronger
Not your time is all you know
peace remains while you must go
another space between the void
wondering if you were just toyed | |
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| -:- One Moment in Infinity -:- the straw -:-
Posted: 9/4/2007 7:03:02 AM | I'm thinking its time
the lines don't rhyme
like I really want to see them placed
the pace has slowed
time I know
to go like my pictures
off into some deleted file
while moderators smile to themselves
thinking the joke wasn't funny
but worth all the money I paid to be here displayed
like another fool
playing cool daddy
happy laddie
when all I'm doing is wastin time.
spewing a few signs of life | |
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Posted: 9/4/2007 9:43:34 AM | dead days where the words won't come
all your senses numb
oppression in your head
heavy clouds, stifling air
cold and hot everywhere
reasonless mood of lead
eyes like dirty panes of glass
greyish light can barely pass
feeling like the walking dead
sunlight and joy and love abound
but appreciation's drowned
restless, else I'd stay in bed
clouds will pass I know for sure
all I must do is endure
stupid chemicals in my head | |
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Posted: 9/4/2007 4:08:15 PM | Hmmmm. dulldrums
just need a fire when the skins get loose like that.
tighten 'em up while you chew the fat
with old or new friends, matters not in the least
just as long as they can sing and play and bring a potluck feast.
Drums left unplayed they loose their way and get all bent out of shape,
just need some fire and some fun and they'll rejuvenate.
The very best cure for the dull drum blues is to dance until the dawn
brings around a bran new day with friends passed out on your lawn. | |
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| -:- One Moment in Infinity -:- b-day blues -:-
Posted: 9/7/2007 4:10:51 PM | for everyone else its another day
well almost everyone I've got to say
at least until that fateful day
when a couple of thousand got blown away
now some want to make it a holiday
to remember a bad time instead of play
I would much rather party on
and sing those happy birthday songs
yea its sad that somany bought the farm
and terrists sure can do some harm
but honestly folks that's a heavy load
when ten times as many die on the roads
Now think way back to world war one
its not that first shot of a gun
we remember as a holiday
its when peace again found the way
so if this war on terror ever ends
that day is the day to remember my friends
not the one that started the war
you can celebrate it as my b-day for sure
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| -:- One Moment in Infinity -:- b-day blues -:-
Posted: 9/7/2007 4:38:10 PM | I am away, for your special day, so I wanted to say, just hey, hope you play, have a glass of chardonnay, Do all that you may, your own way, have a happy birthday, anyway, OK?
Virgos rule. Happy Birthday Shrek. | |
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| -:- One Moment in Infinity -:- b-day blues, reds, pinks, oranges, purple, green, yellow
Posted: 9/11/2007 6:26:25 PM | Happy Birthday -
this day the tides did change
far, far away
and the fury of the storm
opened up the sky
so we might see
small miracles.
Mabye I should have just stuck with Ravin's blues, reds, pinks, oranges, purples, greens, and yellow. | |
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| -:- One Moment in Infinity -:- b-day blues, reds, pinks, oranges, purple, green, yellow
Posted: 9/13/2007 2:45:47 PM | I thank you all for the lovely sentiment and snippets of poetic insight.
my day was lovely and the evening and night and even had the time
to find myself enjoying the next day too
way way far away from my everyday work
having a bit of play
I think everyone's birthday should be a holiday
of long weekend proportion
allowing social contortions to stray
in a way that induces fair play
Somewhere in this thought
is brought
light
hope
faith in understanding
no real demanding
trying for a smooth landing
commanding the troops
to use hulla hoops
to shore up the droops
while they're standing so astute
listening to that flute
from far far away
let us pray
for a personal holiday. | |
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| -:- One Moment in Infinity -:- b-day blues, reds, pinks, oranges, purple, green, yellow
Posted: 9/13/2007 9:41:16 PM | Good idea. Birthday holidays. Mines next weekend, and I'm taking 5 days!! Well, I do have to work just for 2 hours smack dab in the middle, but other than that 5 days of absolute play. Ya. MY gift to me, for being a good girl all year. 
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| -:- One Moment in Infinity -:- b-day blues, reds, pinks, oranges, purple, green, yellow
Posted: 9/18/2007 10:23:16 AM | It took sixty-five years to get the blues
now the only problem is you wanna snooze
do that baby and yer gonna lose
that feeling ya need t' sing those blues
been wastin time on all those things
drivin an fightin to have a bell ring
dinged that dong way too many times
you can't recognize a true love chime
It took sixty-five years to get the blues
now ya get em but ya just wanna snooze
do that babe an yer sure gonna lose
don't matter which colour you try to choose
close yer eyes to the world all around
let the beat kinda beat you down
feel that depression sink deep in yer skull
if ya can't scream it out yer part of the cull
It took sixty-five years to get the blues
ya get em now but just wanna snooze
ain't no doubt that will make ya lose
unless ya belt it out right up from yer shoes | |
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Posted: 9/19/2007 7:51:48 PM | ^ sounds like a plan , my man ^
remember there is always a place for you in infinity.
now.... thinking of lyrics relating to how at times I can see people in a different light showing another age of themselves ... not just actions but actually facial expressions and style.
I can see that young girl
hiding in your smile
behind those blue eyes
can she play for awhile
I can see that young woman
giggling acoss your lips
with no thoughts of tomorrow
letting dead lines just slip
Don't you ever get the same play with someone your holding close
the ages seem to fade away into a strange mystic ghost
times you once never had are now coming into view
with a passion inside a love some how being old and new | |
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| -:- One Moment in Infinity -:- where do we go from here
Posted: 9/28/2007 6:53:01 AM | that consumate question
filed and piled across tensions
lost to some inventions
yet still a kind of suggestion
where do we go from here
anywhere should be clear
nowhere would make us lumps
bumps without any speed
in need of someone to feed us
and I trust that's not what we need
so now the pressure is on
queen to pawn and beyond
thinking the rook took the look
then settled down into a book
was that some sort of joke
lost to lack of tokes
waiting for the bloke that brings good news
after dinner before the snooze
you choose to dream of better things
of angels flying on feathered wings
smiling and laughing with total abandon
like that day in the park
a bit after dark
as we skipped hand in hand
with sand in my shoes from a lazy walk
my brain all relaxed from intimate talk
you felt so good caressing my locks
I couldn't resist as we sat on the dock
now were do we go from here
maybe open a beer
let the thoughts fly
enjoy carnal sighs
before its time to say goodbye
trying to hold back the tears
this memory will surely last years
it may be smart to just say later pal
then saunter off to our lonely spells
until another chance occurs
to let daily life become a blur | |
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