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Posted: 3/17/2008 5:19:18 PM | fashioned to help the world around, different things to do
once learned and interest lost and gained , finding your very own ski lifts
of life jumping on to the one, that will take you up that mountain
even days when the weather is unfriendly
once on top the very core of peace breaks free
exhileratingly right through to your very core
relaxing in sighs and the empty noise
as it rises or falls to another ... 'i don't know, somewhere' | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 3/17/2008 5:25:25 PM | fashioned to help the world. Around
here we hold near our loved ones dear
to our hearts and our mind, never leave one behind
if one falls the other two are there to pick you up.
Share the weight of task need doing today
find the words to make it say what needs to be said today
of all the things that I could want
I don't want that to change. | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 3/17/2008 5:33:45 PM | I don't want to change that sometimes
Let's leave a little room, well may be a lot of room...lol
To change around and change the sound and
Let's get back to the business of
Happiness
Runs happiness runs
In a circular labratory....Love is a river...drink from it...RUMI
I'm just about full, happiness runs in a circular motion...careful of sickness | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 3/17/2008 9:28:12 PM | I'm just about full
happiness runs in a circular motion
careful of the sickness that can be found
maybe it was the tea
or the music in the night
to provide for me happiness
that swirls bright and light
but mostly I believe, at this point, in this bliss
its shamrocks, green beer and your kiss. | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 3/17/2008 9:37:49 PM | its shamrocks, green beer and your kiss
a total display of giddyness
gnomes under shaggy mushrooms
hiss...Whoa
Watch out for those... the faeirie ring of little toes
they can have a little mischief in their make-up as they sing...'good to go's'
a little is good but too much can undergo
transformations of everythings... including investments in pork jowls and sour doughs | |
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longte
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Joined: 10/18/2004
Msg: 3781 | |
| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 3/17/2008 10:00:18 PM | transformations of everythings... including investments in pork jowls and sour doughs
and bland attempts at poetry where rhyming never flows
stanza's a simple rhyming verse
not full of diatribe or worse
it curdles there inside your veins
envisioning those hard birth pains
encompassing the depth of love
as thistle down floats above
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 3/17/2008 10:20:52 PM | from acting out...way up there
gently drifts around
softly whirling through the sound
beautiful as a dove
light as a feather in the softess breeze
twirling around and 'round
gracefully sailing with such ease
never homeward bound
(he longte..long time no see!) | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 3/18/2008 3:25:20 AM | Learning in Listening
to everything in everyone
is a tool of life and sanity
purity in those words of living tool
providing warmth and love
for those willing to look above
all the fury going around in the world
All for pure Love, those do deserve | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 3/18/2008 5:53:33 AM | all for pure love, those do deserve
the innocent sweet love, we crave
to smile with our heart, laugh with our soul
our purpose in life is to be happy
so simple, so innocent, so pure
a beauty unto itself.
to experience life through love's eyes
to experience life.... | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 3/18/2008 6:06:02 AM | to experience life....that's why we live
to experience it fully, we must learn to give
None held back, no feelings hidden
No thoughts unheard, no words forbidden
Passion flows freely, encompasses all
lost in the rhythms of mysteries call
Love is the reason, the purpose, the way
As the moon shines the night and the sun lights the day | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 3/18/2008 10:50:45 AM | As the moon shines the night and the sun lights the day
I feel the changing of the seasons flowing inside
a river of emotions bursting to be born
nature's flourish upon our hearts adorn
I too believe that love is the strongest message we can share
as we travel on our journies through time and space
we give something back to the human experience
compassion and understanding so full of grace. | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 3/18/2008 2:11:57 PM | compassion and understanding so full of grace
expressions demanding you stay in the race
hold up your end and keep up the pace
if you fail in these quests you can be replaced.
There are plenty more where you came from
like grains of sand or rays from the sun
seed on the winds of time one by one
fill every little crack to propigate some | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 3/18/2008 3:16:54 PM | fill every little crack to propigate some
dandelion seeds reflecting the sun
bringing the joy to bloom here on earth
and changing the pavement with one seeds worth
Wouldn't take much to tear it all down
Send in the willows and let go the clowns
return the earth to her pristine state
release of the humans is all it would take. | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 3/18/2008 3:52:06 PM | Release of the humans is all it would take
For disintegration of all that they make
Soon mother earth would wipe a clean slate
The world would return to a natural state
they’re being diseased from the urge to have sex
And going insane from increasing stress vex
She’s shaking them off of her back like they’re fleas
And they’re killing each other with war and disease | |
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mmmmmy
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Joined: 2/11/2008
Msg: 3792 | |
| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 3/18/2008 6:30:07 PM | And they're killing each other with war and disease
Warriors of sorts with no hearts to please
Buried in pain and slippin' and slidin'
Without one Soldier to simply guide em'
Opening up unto another tomorrow
Please let it be without horror , less sorrow!
Be not quiet, state your valid opinion
Before this world is a worthless oblivion | |
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Render
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Joined: 4/18/2007
Msg: 3793 | |
| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 3/18/2008 6:35:42 PM | Before this world is a worthless oblivion
I shall find my way to the answers
the way off this wretched rock
expand to reach the stars
For that is the only salvation
the only hope for mankind
is to spread like wildfire
a virus on the universe | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 3/18/2008 6:44:50 PM | a virus on the universe, this hopeless self doubt
this whining and moaning, we wail and we shout
and cry to creators to help us get out
Of our responsibility, that's what it's about
Before we go, we must clean up our mess
No point lining up in the booth to confess
It's not about a church damn or a saints bless
It's about learning to be a co-creator I'd guess | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 3/18/2008 7:00:52 PM | It's about learning to be a co-creator
I'd guess some kind of innovator
deciding in the time you change your socks
which door to cover with a pile of rocks
never to open again in your lifetime
for its only a waste in the back of your mind
and with so much else to do these days
its better to focus ahead through the haze | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 3/18/2008 7:06:14 PM | its better to focus ahead through the haze
make a better tomorrow or go out in a blaze
It's really our choice and I choose it with you
a life of adventure and honeymoons too
call in the captain it's time to set sail
signal the dolphin and play with the whale
It's all aboard this ship has come in
lets all start over it's time to begin | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 3/18/2008 7:26:28 PM | lets all start over it's time to begin
forget that bull about original sin
place a bet but don't expect to win
set your focus and check your din
light is at a premium every night
you pay for every little sight
inside your cave so warm and tight
blow out the candle to be bright | |
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 3/18/2008 8:05:41 PM | blow out the candle to be bright
Think you got that bazz-ackwards
Time to bring up the stage lights
Pretty big crowd in the ol’ cave tonight
Rhythm getting intense on the ol tom tom
Cave man “Ogg” singing like Elton John
Scotch is really on the rocks cause we haven’t invented glasses yet
Glad you showed up, the tickets were hard to get
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| LAST LINE BECOMES YOUR FIRST LINE OF AN 8 (EIGHT) LINE STANZA
Posted: 3/19/2008 2:53:44 AM | Glad you showed up, the tickets were hard to get,
woops, it's hard to find our seats in the dark.
Sorry, your foot? Well, I'm not in your lap yet,
this isn't exactly a walk in the park.
Darn it, the orchestra sounds like a barrel of cats,
this warm up cacophony is distressingly slow,
if they don't get on with it I'll surely go bats . . .
now give me your hand, it's time for the show | |
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