| Old Souls......only
Posted: 6/10/2006 6:58:39 PM | Im....................age.......................ry
Be Damned I say and underfoot
As skull to death as under hoof
In school I played and cared as much
I left the pictures, drowned the tough
I set afire that hope aspire
I tore those pictures called them liers
I walked a road that few could climb
I leaped upon that angry Lion
I played with secrets gone from them
I tore apart that devil's den
I cared not suffer nor a page
I laughed aloud and killed the sage
I threw that image to the floor
I held her close that angel whore
I stamped my feet and dragons turned
I am the wicked and the learned
I care not witness your asent
I know a Truth as never bent
I bring forth words as such as toys
So easy not a bit surprised
I am a seer I f**k the weak
I am that madness that they seek
I bring from you a children's smile
I see you clearly all that guile
So do not bring that sound to me
For this a heart that truly see
And If not willing this to rise
I will then take from you a prize
An ear perhaps a head will do
For meaning lost what can be cruel
So forth emotion Is well known
So paint your picture leave me alone...............
Whew...........I think I need to lay down............What a F****** RUSH............... | |
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Posted: 6/10/2006 7:02:24 PM | Nothing i can do to stop the ache
drugs enhance it, booze delays it
getting sick of all the sh!t i take
I'm just about ready to go into a fit
All i can do is sit here and shake
I bite my tongue so hard theres blood in my spit
I'll bare my chest to you and hand over a stake
Just end it for me and drop me in a pit
i have had enough of everyone i know being so fake | |
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Posted: 6/10/2006 7:06:04 PM | Desperation for a better life
Not devoid of love and happiness
remembering only good times
always smiling, laughing, content
But its all just blind hope
A reason to go, but not worth it
there are no good times to remember
only injustice, Cruelty and hatred
Like a dagger through my heart
I realized the bitter truth
I am here without reason, save one
I merely await death, a bitter resolve
Hoping for a drunk driver, some nut
Anyone that would do me that favor
someoen that will just end it for me
Because i dont have the spine
Lying here too awake for my own good
wishing i could rest, get some sleep
But my dreams are a worse place that here
because my dreams wont let me forget | |
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| Old Souls......only
Posted: 6/10/2006 7:07:49 PM | I have to say...........put down the booze.............put down the drugs people.....
..............................seriously..................................
they will lead to only one thing.........
............an early grave...........
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Posted: 6/10/2006 7:12:17 PM | Cursed Hand
The cards dealt to me
Are played very carefully
Hearts and diamonds
Have been few and far between
I hunger for the sweet redness
That lay beneath dreams
In my life darkness invades
With sharp clubs and angry spades
The hand i hold is like a curse
Submerged in darkness
Only getting worse | |
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| Old Souls......only
Posted: 6/10/2006 7:42:32 PM | Then pull one from your sleeve
noone ever said that life was dealt straight up
Grab yourself by the chips and pull yourself back up to the table
level yourself
the lifeline that is tossed to you was from your great great grandmother
it's made from fresh baked bread
tied with love
grasp it and shimmy back to the top of the food chain
or just wallow in the mire of your hatred for yourself
your call
she has fresh preserves too
go make a sandwich
 moo | |
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| Old Souls......only
Posted: 6/10/2006 7:55:03 PM | Old Souls...only
my being longs for flesh
stagnant in this world of now
how long must i wait
where is the bliss...?
this body decieves me
leaving traces of my existence
out loud for the rabble
cognizant traces...
time reeps the bounty
but the spirit is ageless.... | |
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Posted: 6/10/2006 8:15:10 PM | Thank the Dog for image shine
that baked bread smell
but not with wine
the ladder there for climb assend
that tree be tall
that heart need mend... | |
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Posted: 6/10/2006 11:18:55 PM | Sometimes I confuse my soul
With my heart
But my heart of course
Is meat
Can be cut out of me
And my soul is made
From something
from somewhere else
But they are similiar
I keep losing and finding them
In the strangest places | |
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Posted: 6/10/2006 11:48:11 PM | An old one from last winter
Kentucky Snow Poem
There are times when I’d put my faith
In poetry over science
For instance
Take that snow bank there
Put your hand in it
Do you feel it like warm silk
Those are the dreams of children
Lost to the plague in Milan…14th century
Dreams not dreamed
Come down with the snow
All these centuries they’ve been
Riding the wind in the interstices
Waiting in the collective for
Someone…to receive them
And the mind of science
Understands this
Like it understands
God’s tennis shoe
But the mind of poetry knows
Because…
Tonight there is a pod of whales
One of which is albino
Exactly midway
Between Milan and Kentucky
Where the new snow
Comes down in fever | |
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Posted: 6/10/2006 11:52:56 PM | | YBrawny your poetry continues to amaze and delight me! | |
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| Perspective from a young soul....
Posted: 6/10/2006 11:58:50 PM | ^^^ yeah me too.....woof....
Old souls are old
no such thing anyways
umbra's don't age
au contraire .....
they ripen like the fruit
of the tree in eden
phantoms of nor here and nor there
au contraire.... | |
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| Perspective from a young soul....
Posted: 6/11/2006 8:12:40 AM | Perhaps Mary.......
But shovel is old.....
And rusty......
Don't want to Dig....
Tired.
In time maybe shine.....
But thanx
For encouragement...
yours is fine....
edge is honed.....
sharpest edge....
Steel gleaming....
insperation....
I See....
Just Tired.... | |
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Posted: 6/11/2006 10:00:49 AM | Alright people.........now I know you will all take this the wrong way
or not...
who knows....
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but coffins stench
and dust is high!!!!!!!!
emotion lost!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
image? why?
let it loose!
just slam that fist!
insteed of givin
eachother kiss!!!!!!!!!
come on please
I fall asleep
with sights of
who cares piling
deep
no need to ryhme
to still make
sence
let swords fly by
hop the fence!!!!!!!!!
Please O please
and deeper
if you want him
ask
I'm sure a fan
not wearing mask
appeals such
as your delights
blah blah
mail is good...................
I have in closet
all this too
but boredom forces
this to you
surprise
delight
find within stength
play with those words
o please o please
you paint just pictures for the old
o please o please
I am the youth
cannot take it
O please O please
Of course you will all
stomp those feet
But Truth alive
you will see
emotion should spill forth in waves
and need a sit down
JUST ONE PAGE................
o please o please
then we revert
promise.....................
Old souls speak when they feel a need,
and normaly go on.
They don't look back where others can see.
Its a way to stress a point with out over stressing it and losing people.
No need to feel that its a lost topic,
because its like a troffy.
The kind that they know is there from inside.
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| Perspective from a young soul....
Posted: 6/11/2006 10:16:29 AM | As I said Sammy, no offence intended...............at all
Just like the movement of words.....the dance if you will........
The Dog will bring it......Pit bull probubly......
You're tryin to use up the page, arn't ya.... | |
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| Perspective from a young soul....
Posted: 6/11/2006 10:35:41 AM | As I said Sammy, no offence intended...............at all
None was taken.
You're tryin to use up the page, arn't ya....
Never crossed my mind.
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| Perspective from a young soul....
Posted: 6/11/2006 10:37:23 AM | ....................................ILMO........................................
Thanx sammy......needed that today..............
Point taken........I was wrong........not afraid to admit it......... | |
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| Old Souls......only
Posted: 6/11/2006 11:25:06 AM | Perspective well
Beyond a touch
Of those so lost it seems
...But if you knew...
in closet hid...
Skeletens would scream...
Binder after binder....
Ancient pages turn...
I bring to life...
a rythmic form
while other prance and scheme.... | |
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| Perspective from a soul....
Posted: 6/11/2006 11:27:49 AM | She moves through me, she moves through all
If you allow her in .
Ripples of earth, waves washing through
Damp green moments between.
The rising and falling and hold….
Intensity growing..
First face is presenting it’s light
beacon steady glowing.
The final ripping bursting forth
As sacred water flows
The final cut, the first breath drawn
And always that she knows.
The dance of stars holding their time
The light they enter in
Form the dreams and hopes of this life
The challenge will begin.
Lines of blood and lines of life
Here gathered into skeins
Weave with the colours of the stars
tapestry code in genes
This life is yours, what you have spun
From all you have described
For every breath you drew on earth
And all thoughts you inscribed
Will weave your destiny and choice
Of what you will make here
Your statement of self made in form
She grants you your free will. | |
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| Old Souls......only
Posted: 6/11/2006 11:31:54 AM | Thanks again Neseemoo.....
Your words are always welcome here......
Wisdom of Treebeard......... | |
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Posted: 6/11/2006 12:42:52 PM | Truthisee asked me to come delete one of his posts. I did as requested.
He's not looking for a war or to offend anyone.
I don't like to have to use my tools to moderate this forum.
We, as artists, should need no moderation. Opinions vary among all of the arts.
I'm not educated in art. I'm not above or below anyone in this forum.
I like to come here to express myself and to read into the souls of others.
There is a multitude of art, talent and soul in this thread.
I might not know art....but, I know what I hate.
A saying that I've used for years.
We're all big kids with thick skin. Water and a ducks back....
Carry on. I'll be back to post in the capacity of a forum member after I become inspired.
Thanks for making this forum great, everyone.
/Dog | |
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Posted: 6/11/2006 1:51:22 PM | A Page or two I think I'll play
In Ancient days, A time of True
Of Knights and Kings
Of Viking Lore
When Strength Was Measure
Nothing More....... | |
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| Old Souls......only
Posted: 6/11/2006 1:58:33 PM | I am the river flowing ever
Filled and renewed
sunk deep into the beds
lapping the shores
I am the waterfall tumbling dizzy heights
Crashing against the rocks
To pool into sacred oasis
At the end of the fall..
I am the waves crashing
the beach wanting ever more
Pounding the shores
Who rise to catch the waves
I am pulsing through the veins
Pumping through the heart
And out into creation
Exploding into bliss | |
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