| spitting on the concrete, shadows on the door
Posted: 10/10/2006 9:19:04 AM | if i fell inside of you
would i fall outside of me
if i let you in the place
i've brought none to see
would you........
scream and tear your eyes out
fall about the place
realize the bent and broken
are put together with spit and paste?
would you..........
uncover all the wounds
time did not agree to heal
see them for yourself
just to know that i'm for real?
would you........
call upon my demons
to deliver me with haste
or drink the wine that time withdrew
just to have something to taste?
would you........
excite yourself in measures
for only me to see
lay witness to the pleasures
brought forth by being me?
would you.......
forget, after some time
that i'm only half a heart
sit back, relax, enjoy the show
as i slowly fall apart?
i think you would | |
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| if I'm smilin ,you're stylin
Posted: 10/10/2006 9:19:26 AM | honest to Gog it is so good to SEE you
happily sending that tattooed blue
boots may be out unless covered in lace
I missed with the shot looking for your face
oh to capture that in the flesh
that would be such a spectacular mess
we're gonna talk about that real soon
once I trade in this life for tickets to the moon
right now I must address nesseemoo
her eyesight's gone blond
I went to the soul shop
and checked out their wares
seeing I had nothing in me
that could possibly compare
I wondered if the directions were taken down right
after reading a few I was humbled down tight
those guys are the best even published I'd bet
I can read it but surely not complete
they are miles above me while I still study my feet
I take no offence I am what I am and I am
but they write ever more beautifully than I ever can
I need the hook ,the crash and burn and bass line laid down
my words deal in simplicity ,nasty pictures and the riding of clowns
I will gratefully watch as the posters are the very best
I may even nick and cruise but I will remain mediocre
and wallow with all the rest
talk to me talk to me my brains on fire
I'm speeding the on ramp to sins and I got a flat tire
the clocks spinning a warning ,don't be late again
but I need one more peek at my delicious box of in
can you see the smile now Angel gigglin at what we've done
besides where the hell would we be if strutting wasn't any fun | |
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| if I'm smilin ,you're stylin
Posted: 10/10/2006 9:41:09 AM | You fly right by me
Misunderstanding my intent
Words share soul understandings and are meant
To convey what we are wondering and wandering it’s true
Sometimes words will take us All the way right through.
If you take away the paranoid, the insecure, the doubt
We all are souls who understand what we are about.
Twas the last post that I had left, for I had no doubt
As I was writing those few lines, your questions were coming out
In this universe It’s not that one really sees through another.
It’s that we are all so interconnected, we come from the same Mother
Made of the same earth, and flow with all the same water
All are son and all are daughter.
Have the same hopes draw from the same fire
Same aspirations same goals and desire
And the breath of life is shared by all
Even by the trees, the forests that call
So yes I am talking to you, know to trust your instinct.
It can lead down a very convoluted path but very distinct
in that it is truly your own.
Full grown it will have less doubt, less fear.
Understandings twisted through lives expressed
But by untangling it, we do our best
To become what we already are. | |
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MiTURN
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Joined: 9/22/2006
Msg: 79 | |
| The day's Just a Glow
Posted: 10/10/2006 10:22:21 AM | Nothing is troublin me in this morning,
I'm slathered
in bubbles
moist tickles and rathereds
sweet primrose promise
delight IN cantations
makes me a wreath of mellow carnations
fields in the forest
gardens delight
have a few footsteps
from last full moon light
perennial thymes
and circular climbs
suspended within
ethereal sublimes
tumble my frown
take off the gown
slip me in New
magically making
me happy you do
Not really a lyric but .... 
It's a giggle outlet | |
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| styilin' in the updo, bee-hivin' around
Posted: 10/10/2006 10:35:40 AM | a ticket to the moon,
a ticket to ride
a ticket to pick it
your favorite side
one chance to win it
that one great shot
forgetting to pin it
connecting the dots
pixellated promises
footsteps at the door
hang my head in shame
never more, nevermore
it's funny that you're callin me
tonight
and yes, i've dreamt of you too
wonder why we're stallin baby
outta sight
there's only one thing left to do
in the evening,
when the sun says adieu
notice the moon's light
a gift from me to you
wonder of all wanderers
my mind will never cease
to make my way to twilight
then dance in sweet release
tempting honey dew-drops
fill my eyes with rain
i can feel you through my soul
play that song again, again!
demanding little dementress......... | |
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| Miss Bee-hivin
Posted: 10/10/2006 4:57:01 PM | It's true
I do indeed fly
but not by you
my friend
I am merely circling
getting a birds eye view
drinking in the knowledge
you have so graciously offered
I have my answers
its the questions
that continue to elude
I see it
the age old trees
the flowing streams
the rich mother earth
I live it and touch it every single day
I understand
Love ,what it is to be
what it is to give
its a shelter ,a warmth
its something that's not made for words
I am aware
I am on an edge
its a choice
a decision I make
I am not adrift in this storm ,nor alone
I seek
its true and ambivalent
I accept or decline
I'm open to advise
only the real knows the ways in
I'm not upset
I'm not confused
I'm not damaged
I am not to be taken lightly
I am not an old soul
but I see things
I attempt miracles
and am happy with the results
but I am at a loss to explain
how hatred can be a part of our lives | |
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| Manny Spanks and Cuma Gain
Posted: 10/10/2006 5:15:54 PM | Miturn very nice where did that come from
I read it twice cause sometimes I'm just ....well you know
I learned berry spice hides rashes on the bum
My beds a vice or was in times of ....well you know
Shadow Queen no mistaken you my muse my friend it's yoo hoo
paints these seductive little snap shots of which I've become so fond
hallo dream you ain't fakin out my shoes I only bend for you
saints never give much to have nots in this little old pond
But I have found friends and futures that someday....well you know | |
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| Movie Cows
Posted: 10/10/2006 9:04:02 PM | The challenge appeared with intrepidation pending
a message unclear in the bitter acid sending
in the fields of black roses the herd cautiously grazed
passing bye innocents were seduced into the maze
Drinking from goblets not quite true formed
Latin elixirs helped repell dreary night scorns
Then a bell chimed somewhere from the heavens
cows started mooing to the song of the ravens
I took shelter as quick as snails to the trees
it was so damn good to feel that erotic sneeze
I heard that the farmer was working for Dell
he could no longer stand that pasturized smell
His herd was left wandering the field of black roses
while his wife and the kids struck hollywood poses
some magazine cover had changed all their will
now they desired parts in the third Kill Bill
its ok there's a part for all the cows too
just as long as they can make sexy moos. | |
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| spankin' many on the way to town
Posted: 10/11/2006 5:55:50 AM | lay those lyrics down
lay em on me,
right quick
do it slowly, softly
these dreams
are makin me sick
fat and heaving
water spots
left their stain by the door
reminding me what's
left behind
remains forevermore
or nevermore
i can't recall
the flavor of the rain
only that i tasted it
before time recalled
my name
i see you in the corner
sneaking peeks into my
world
thinking i'm a loner
just a misbegotten
girl
alas, ahem, i am woman
now you listen as i
roar
i wear no labels on my
breast
i left them at the door
i wiped my feet of shame
as i birthed my soul of sin
i'm in a crowd that makes no
sound
silence is deafening
fat, surly raindrops
leave their stain inside
the door
their being will remind me
of my stain for never more | |
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| drilled a wire through my cheek
Posted: 10/11/2006 10:53:52 AM | just a few verses, to tempt you
get it get it get this song
i try to stay on top of you
to hold your body down
your shaking seems to hinder
every grasp that i had found
moving every inch around you
to diffuse your private bomb
i stretch myself around you
keeping you from harm
i use a wallet for your mouth
so when you bite you will not bleed
i draw the wire through my cheek
and let it down and out my sleeve
and now you're pulling out the best of me
yeah, which never, ever comes
this wire's all that's left of me and it's
hooked within my gums
within my gums
so drill it
so drill it
so hard i feel it
so drill it
so drill it
so hard i feel it
inoidonthavetosayitoutloudpsilu | |
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| drilled a wire through my cheek
Posted: 10/11/2006 1:17:11 PM | I smile
she smiles with her eyes
my eyes must be smiling too
its nothing new
we do this all the time
some will rhyme and othesr just have a rhythm
that feeling of breaths being paced
just right
light
yet with firm grip
slightly pulsing
oscillation
caressing the very soul
not a goal as much as a mission
to bring us both to submission together
striving to defeat whichever
brings discordance
Embracing with a melting desire
tongues entwined with the grace of a ballet
you may say what you crave
in the coarsest of ways
it only makes things hotter
no time for water just yet
dancing beads of perspiration
anticipation for that instigation
of carnal integration
I can feel the pulse so wavering
breathe oh breathe now yes yes
feel the wave of flush warmth
rising and melding across your flesh
through out your loins and in again
up and around it begins again
like time and time is gone again
ah.... my best friend in love again
but you don't have to say it after
that's a different chapter
now feel for tone with a ten inch crescent
he put it all to rest
up then back then up and back
thinking that was best
as the final waves of passion
filled all forms of fashion
we see our heros smoke
the ritual cigarettes. | |
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| Blind to the lyrical mind
Posted: 10/11/2006 2:02:48 PM | Elf King though we are very happy to have visitors
it would be nice to have something from you to read
other than the self evident praise of our most prized poster
give a poem or song even a joke would suffice
it may help you to check out the first post on this thread
you may see what we're all about ,then give us your shout
I knew someone once who commented without her own words
I'll try to describe her selfishness with something I saw or heard
Jackie's thoughts are wild
she puts one foot in front of others
she says theres no better way to define myself
her Sandy has gone away
couldn't stand the thought of not taking it anymore
he says he'd like to stay
but he just can't do it alone
when she says don't go now
please don't go now
I know and I know I can't stand still
The pain has been and gone
buried itself in the backs of minds
thinking theres no better way to hide myself
she knew there would come a day
when she would see him again
without anything new to say
he knows she still feels him
but he just can't do it alone
and she says don't go now
please don't go now
I need you to know I know I can't stand still
Jackie woke up today
took the time to see for herself
felt the loss of things deep inside
she thinks deep down
I've lost my way back home
she sings ,don't go now
please don't go now
I know now I know
I can't make it on my own | |
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TiMwM
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Joined: 10/3/2006
Msg: 89 | |
| Blind to the lyrical mind
Posted: 10/11/2006 2:24:05 PM | an old song I wrote....Heroes welcome
local warrior,he'll never fall
he's done his part,beyond the call
people love him,his family
he's come home now,his destiny
heroe's welcome
he's revered
born of honor
bread in fear
fallen warrior,lost his head
spilled so much blood,so many dead
been gone too long,so much seen
too much death from,his magazine
he's no hero
he's discraced
blood on his boots
hate in his face | |
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| Lives you live behind
Posted: 10/11/2006 2:31:01 PM | Tim good to see you nice write
thanx for posting it here
come back again as many times as you like
Thorb wicked write again
judging by the amount you post everyday
I would have to say you're full of it man,hahahaha
Shadow Queen or Queen of my dreams
always always a pleasure ,I'm sure
I am d -loading Blue October tonight
I know you been telling me this for two weeks now
but I hate the thought of taking without paying
but if they are as good as you say
I will let the moths out and buy the CD
Keep 'em coming people they are very welcome***...dan
She teases her hair then colours her lips
moves so slow she can barely leave
He the ridden clown ,just waits around
he needs to show if she's ever going to leave
he's got to be the first to know
He twists the screws ,wipes hands on jeans
slams the hood and just can't believe
that he can't leave this place
with things so out of control
thinks things that come in threes
have too many ways to go
She sees the past as gone
wonders how it is they pretended this long
she never really knew what young lust turns into
when following foolish hearts to the point of being lost
you sometimes even lose the real you
he works the nights she don't ,so he never has to be at home
to hear her cry about the kids ,or all the days and nights shes missed
when they could hardly afford ,to be farther away than a phone
to plan little get aways ,and be together every day
can't seem to forget ,how it was when they first met
maybe it was easier then ,or time turned out a when
they could care or less about the state of their lives
She moved on out to Alberta and hes as far as he can get
he has dreams sometimes about holding her in his arms
when his hearts about to break he finds that in truth he's awake
thinking things he thought he could never know
finally believing it was the time of his life | |
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TiMwM
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Joined: 10/3/2006
Msg: 91 | |
| Lives you live behind
Posted: 10/11/2006 5:01:57 PM | Wasted Life
In my life...nothing is....too real
what is inside...don't know what... to feel
should go away...far away...from here
or should I stay...and confront...my fears
can I believe...what is wrong...is right
I must be wrong...if it's true
a time for change...for some...thing new
I know it is long...overdue.......
a whole new life...a whole new set of dreams
my wasted life has passed away
and looking back...I can not believe
the price that I have had to pay......
Thanks for your welcome......another oldie. | |
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looknc
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Joined: 5/29/2006
Msg: 92 | |
| love is out of my reach
Posted: 10/11/2006 7:05:16 PM | Looking for someone new.
Often without true hope.
Vanity controls my destiny.
Every step I take is guarded.
I hope to find true love.
Someday, somehow.
Opportunity has often knocked.
Unfortunately without answer.
The fear of rejection silences me.
One day I will answer.
For the good of my soul.
Memories of a good life are fading.
Youthfulness has left me.
Regretfully, I feel myself accepting.
Every inaction I take.
Another chance passes by.
Concluded before it started.
Hope of a true love fades. | |
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| toolshed,toolshed,loveislead
Posted: 10/11/2006 7:36:31 PM | looknc ,Tim nicely done my friends
I'm stuck in the middle of another firkin funk
too many disguises in the old tickle trunk
bed is unmade and the dishes ain't done
unmentioned chores are stacked one on one
my reason's a lost filling causing me pain
while I pop tylenol and I pretend its novocaine
it's not a mouth full of cavities at least that I can say
but its making me nick from Blind Melon and Green Day
not that bad it's only a few words I've found
the rest are my own I had kicking around
this rhythm is jacked but she'll know what I mean
she always knows ,shes a freakin music machine
I close my eyes and patiently shes waiting there
in her high heeled boots and white lace underwear
shes laughing right now I can hear her from here
she likes this so much its bringing her to tears
but now I gots to go ,ya know do dee ole da do
take off this disguise for something clean and new
the pains gone for now but I'm not a fool who believes
that once the firkin funk is gone I'm any better by degrees | |
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| Fools and the elusive muse
Posted: 10/11/2006 9:57:59 PM | I could not get to sleep
words flood my imagination
do we all need to swim
in each others complications
is worry a need I want or need
it seems that silence is my answer
and it continues to bleed
I see my own two feet
and wonder at the implications
am I ever going to win
my view of expectations
its blurry and gone to seed
I disbelieve the nonsense I purr
still it continues to bleed
It's a simple thing
its what I am
and what I am
is a simple man
no vowels
or contradictions
a human being
its what I am
and what I am
is a simple man
I heard you say defeat
that's one explanation
I've no time for that silly sin
I would rather interpretation
why sorry is my creed
and must I endure
love as it continues to bleed | |
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| Fools and the elusive muse
Posted: 10/11/2006 10:11:12 PM | Left him there lyin’ on the basement floor
Like the skunk of a drunk he is
Smellin’ of a women who was a little more
Friendly than was her biz
With another woman’s man
Don’t she understand
That that paycheck was needed here
With 3 little kids
We’re livin on the skids
While he spends his money on beer.
So I left him lyin’ there on the basement floor
Where he fell down that long flight of stairs
And the blood on the rug will tell a lot more
Than any explainin’ to anyone who cares
Cause the cops will come,
and see he smells of rum
And the story all laid out before them
They’ll take his bones away
and the insurance will pay
For the “accident” for which we’ll morn him. | |
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| Fools and the elusive muse
Posted: 10/11/2006 10:21:54 PM | now thats funny I am so happy when you post here
gives us credence or something polite like that
I'll keep all your secrets and tell them all lies
even pictures wouldn't believe their eyes
what are friends for if not for alibis
you can count on me buddy
I didn't hear no cries
Thank You nes | |
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| [winter's near]
Posted: 10/11/2006 10:41:09 PM | well I thought
then thought again
the pen long gone from my hand
this man stands
often alone
stong as these old bones will hold
face to the wind
at least part of the day
life just begins
when i start to play
these words in the box
mostly hidden away
friends and lovers may never see them
these words that transcend the pen
crossing copper wires to satalite microwave desires
not that many bauds to display all the logs
or flash a distant smile with undeveloped style
me
you see
alternate reality
much the same as I feel for you
rock duds who sang with a twang about love giving
related to looking for love on the back of a bug
cleché may say the way that you feel like living
so you sing along, pass the bong and shrug
"all that love you've been giving
its all been meant for you"
oh so true
guess we're through
boo hoo boo hoo boo hoo
oh so true
guess we're through
boo hoo boo hoo boo hoo
no wait ... its not to late
make a date for a steak
in her heart
depart that alternate reality
vampires will lead you astray
vegitarians will want a substitute
witnesses shall want you to pray
still stay with that tenderness
don't fight over a fork
a coin toss and a kiss
then off to New York | |
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| keepin' watch
Posted: 10/12/2006 4:50:26 AM | i keep a close watch
on this soul of mine
tryin to make sure
i didn't cross the line
when the feelin's right
you know it feels just fine
looking through the window of winter
frosted glass
painted on dreams
all is never
as bad as it seems
tylenol wishes
i know what they mean
looking through those frosty panes
even part of two
can be lonely sometimes
when we lie the good lie
crossin those lines
knowin we're goin
just waitin on time
sometimes glass breaks when it's cold
.............................
nes, always a pleasure to read your
fine lines
thorb, musical
tim, so happy to see you made it
nice work, my friend
you take heed very well
elf-king, be sure to post
some lyrical lines
i know you have them
hidden somewhere
looknc, awesome write
in the words of my famous
friend...."keep em comin"
.................................
Dan, Dan, my music man
the elusive muse
strikes again
revealing too much
in the inbox of zen
i know i must behave
it's hard, it's hard
it's hard, i say
when i want what i want
but can't find a way
to get it all out
some i just have to save
for that elusive
rainy day
...........................
kittens play with yarn
they pull and bite the bit
their ever fluffy presence
makes it worth the shit
i think i found my way
i now know where i am bound
just waiting for the day
when i can hear the sound
of
ciao bella
right next to my ear
with a tickle and a kiss
straining just to hear
those
words
...........
we all stand alone
in front of the mirror
watching miss lonely
screaming to hear her
wanting to know
what it's like to be
near her
afraid of the same damn thing
we all can be strong
when standing alone
we all came in naked
when we all came home
living our lives
diggin up bones
afraid of doing the same damn thing | |
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| The Same Thang
Posted: 10/12/2006 8:42:53 AM | that same thang
watchin'it walk around
feelin'da spark resound
that same thang
you know when it time to go
she's ready an lets ya know
that same thang
that same thang
all ya can think bout's
that same thang
that same thang
everyone got that space covered
dreaming and scheming with drothers
that same thang
puttin' a slant on every dance
inventin'a better form of advance
that same thang
that same thang
all ya can think bout's
that same thang
that same thang
don't matter where you go
takin' em to a late night show
that same thang
payin all ya got an a bit more
will ta gamble on a possible score
that same thang
that same thang
all ya can think bout's
that same thang
that same thang
don't matter on the kinda fun
just as long as she's the one
that same thang
better be gettin' her home by one
her daddy's got'em a big ol gun
that same thang
that same thang
all ya can think bout's
that same thang
that same thang | |
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| Thangs that make ya go insane
Posted: 10/12/2006 12:26:13 PM | da da da da nananananana da da da da
come on come on lets let it roll on
once again you came to me
try to tame the beast
ya da da da nananana
the coast is clear now you see
you don't need those pleas
tween the clouds and daisy chains
days are dreams ,the nights a game
but I ,I'm a wild light guiding
your ship to shore out of the rain
and like Lorelei you call me on
with just a name ,its all the same
ooo ooo da da nananana da da da da da
Now I'm coming cross your mountains
through your snow covered pass
see your beacon like laced leathered heaven
forget the past ,I'm home at last
welcome back my travelin man
set down your pack I've got a plan
this you seem to say to me
and I believe yes I believe
da da da nanananan da da da da da
the mornings quiet and misty
beside me your mystic ,a mystery
this could be home , a fantasy
fantastically real ,a home for you and me
the peaks stab the clouds
the mist is lifting and its amazed
I feel and its allowed
the stakes have been raised
ohohoh da da da nananan da da da da
its time to rise ,dream is over open your eyes
the kids are home ,the school bus arrives
but I still see you ,you are the reason for dreams
its meant to be ,future seen or so it seems
da da da da da nanananan da da da da | |
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