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Posted: 7/11/2009 9:21:55 AM | practicing imaginary speeches
snickering under our breath
talking to ourselves in whispers
preparing for our death....
we are all aging but maybe not growing up
staging and creating our broken heart
seeing each life slowly fall apart
until we give up and now begin to start.... | |
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Posted: 7/11/2009 10:17:43 PM | until we give up and now begin to start...
new horizons on which to embark...
healing spirits along with some healing hearts
Leave all but the lessons behind
Start your hearts voyage anew
Let joy flow into everything you do
make the most of every day
let go of the past no matter what they say | |
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Posted: 7/12/2009 12:30:55 AM | let go of the past no matter what they say
or you might find it haunting you today
start fresh remembering life is precious
for each experience is not here by chance
we each carry our past remembering the pain
remembering the joy too again and again
but don't let it stop your living now
each day is our treasure on the path that we plow | |
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Posted: 7/12/2009 9:23:45 AM | each day is our treasure on the path that we plow
let go of the past and learn to embrace the now
smiles and laughter are worth more that mere gold
the past is the past so let go and let it be sold
skip, sing, and dance in the rain
live, love make happiness again
some say love is a four letter word
I say let yourself fly, like a mighty bird | |
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Posted: 7/12/2009 9:51:32 AM | I say let yourself fly, like a mighty bird
silver wings on high dropping frozen turd on passers by
hopfully not too often in the eye
for with a direct head shot they would die
now this may not fulfill your wish
its not that different than frozen fish falling from heaven into your yard
as you scream at the sky ...
"damn corporate fktards" | |
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Posted: 7/12/2009 11:50:06 AM | "damn corporate fktards
Laughter in brittle shards
I nearly peed myself
the poet elf
sits upon no shelf
dancing in out
spreads his brand about
Amongst which we delve | |
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Posted: 7/12/2009 12:25:07 PM | Amongst which we delve
Cleverly splitting hairs
And skinning cats to
Make a point of which we dares :)
Aghast we finger truths
Decidedly nudging each
To rediscover later
Into or under broad leaves | |
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Posted: 7/13/2009 8:00:46 PM | Into or under broad leaves
I sneak on my hands and my knees
The smell of the earth below
Is better than fallen snow.
I prowl through the forest and see
lovers un-be-knowenced of me
tenderly kissing, loving & dear
I quietly leave, so they may not hear | |
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Posted: 7/13/2009 8:19:52 PM | I quietly leave so they may not hear
the hospital hall were soundless
a cloud had fallen across the floor
his life was gone, forever more
Lost is his passion to share with the world
and the love he had for his sons and
his little girl
Kids, remember their daddies always ..... | |
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Posted: 7/14/2009 7:58:26 AM | I'm tired of feeding the fire with a log
Time to go saw some wood
It's been said many times in the opal forests
that life on this earth is good
She may grunt she may groan she may turn us away
What say we repay her in kind
From this day on beneath a burning sun
Smaller footprints get left behind | |
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Posted: 7/14/2009 3:59:49 PM | Smaller footprints get left behind
Impressed in synaptic grit
Abrasive sands that slip
Between all matters of mind.
Your toes wrapped in vines
Entwined 'round sucking roots
Bedrock naught- in truth
You 'll always walk sublime. | |
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Posted: 7/14/2009 6:49:31 PM | You'll always walk sublime,
Having once paid devotion,
Far out in the ocean,
When wonder stopped time,
In the heart of the night,
And flushed with endorphin,
You touched a wild dolphin,
To your utter delight. | |
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Posted: 7/14/2009 9:51:55 PM | Heya, Hugs....And I have done just that, even with the wild dolphins.
To your utter delight
in that warmth of the sea
a pod spy-hopping
alongside of me
and you as the helmsman
'neath sheets white above
winds with us, full and by,
and a splashy wave of love | |
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Posted: 7/15/2009 4:58:46 AM | Shows pleasure is the prize
The thought of me between your thighs
That sexy look trapped in your eyes
Let go let the passion rise
Twisted caught in the net, you and me
Finish first then we will worry about me
Sometimes the pleasure is just watching thee
Other times it is wrapped in glee | |
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Posted: 7/15/2009 5:11:36 AM | other times it is wrapped in glee
coming together in pure harmony
filled with light and love and empathy
knowing this is the peak of intimacy
letting passion set you free
feeling each other's sacred body
giving in to all things heavenly
giving in to orgasmic chemistry | |
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Posted: 7/15/2009 7:50:35 AM | giving in to orgasmic chemistry
an oxytocin high, you see-
addicted to the strongest wakes
blissful rise and fall, may be
i'll catch you on the other side
reach out your arms, gather me
to waves in time suspended on
rapt bio-luminescent seas | |
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Posted: 7/15/2009 3:26:42 PM | wrapped bio-luminescent "c"-s
siezing my fingers to the keyboard
locked in the hyper-rationality of a spreadsheet
trying to finish this F-king HUD proposal by Friday
The government's Logic Model doesnt add up
Microsoft tells me it can't compute my circular equations
How the hell am I supposed to know the outcomes when my crystal ball is broke
Will someone PLEASE beat me in the head with a metaphor
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Posted: 7/15/2009 3:43:28 PM | Will someone PLEASE beat me in the head with a metaphor
dangling particples and nouns unprecedented
take me down the path of congugating verbs
algorythms created to melt my...brain
cells popping as i my head rests'
lower on the desk eyes closing
as i deeply sigh tightening
my resolve to overcome
grade plans...lessons
untold yet felt
by me over
and done
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Posted: 7/15/2009 9:10:34 PM | and done ...
no you're not hon',
you've pruning to do,
before you are through.
perhaps you don't know,
but eight furrows is all,
in which you can sow,
the seeds from your soul. | |
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Posted: 7/15/2009 10:37:35 PM | Making years of love, yesterday's despairing fray
till the day come, where I gave it away
who needs that double edge sword
that stabs from back to front
weakens souls that like to get drunk
in the pool time to take a dunk
get back to the reality of living
will I get sleep tonight?
((hi friends))
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Posted: 7/15/2009 10:38:22 PM | Making years of love, yesterday's despairing fray
I sit and ponder over why they always stray
And it is always to my dismay.
But I daresay
that years of love will never be far away
For in my heart, love will always stay
As something great will come my way | |
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Posted: 7/15/2009 10:41:45 PM | Making years of love yesterday's despairing fray,
Intentions broken down by lies untold
Fears unleashed unto a world unrevised
Where sadness seeps us down
Mired in our own misery
Where a little boy or girl once drowned
In our very own despair
Keeping the dead to awken once again with rage in our hearts | |
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Posted: 7/16/2009 2:59:27 AM | to awaken once again with rage in our hearts
is an angry way to live life till we one day depart
Change is ready should we quit and choose to start
Surrender and join the human races
My mind can get spinning a bit too quick
but if i pick up a drink , I would still get sick
And sharing our feelings can be like romancing a brick
Our world is too small to claim spaces | |
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Posted: 7/16/2009 5:16:12 AM | Making years of love
yesterday's despairing fray
will I get sleep tonight?
As something great will come my way
Keeping the dead to awken once again
with rage in our hearts
Our world is too small to claim spaces
Stolen words with so much to say
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