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Posted: 8/11/2009 11:28:36 PM | and love them his own way
holding each facet of soul
in compassionate frames-
lost picture plastics pure gold.
and on the mantel the vase
holding stems and leavings
of truth and light their smiles
petals to love, love not... believing | |
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Posted: 8/12/2009 3:44:42 AM | petals of love, love not....believing
love is a gift that sometimes is leaving
when really no one can kill love as we imagine
even if we feel burned by a firebreathing dragon
it really can't destroy the source of love's hold
for love like a flower is always ready to unfold
burning bright from birth to growing very old
its sacred light is the true essence of our soul
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Posted: 8/12/2009 9:21:34 AM | Its sacred light is the true essence of our soul
It shines outward leaving shadows to unfold
Their darkness in cracks and crevices
Love will illuminate any gaps or holes
But where there is light always a shadow does fall
Darkness flows from your gaze unto my flesh
Blood thickens with distress to know of your eyes
Falling in shame from the existence of my shadow | |
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Posted: 8/12/2009 9:55:27 AM | Falling in shame from the existence of my shadow
that I cast it upon you leaves me looking so sallow
I do have a shiny bright side you may see
if you could only be on the other side of me
so approach with some care to be my company
fair warning be heeded or hell you will see
and you'll wish you were somewhere else or dead
if I've gotten up on the wrong side of the bed | |
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Posted: 8/12/2009 3:03:27 PM | if I've gotten up on the wrong side of the bed
my feet wet in puddles of mud
and you said that brightness in season
befuddles clarity somewhere in my head
aloft in dreams that sent me
to the left when i shoulda gone right
or up, or down, or even behind
i'm amused with the blankets it seems... | |
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Posted: 8/12/2009 3:09:32 PM | if I've gotten up on the wrong side of the bed
then I roll over and cover my head
wouldn't want anyone to see my dread
each and all have their own demons to fight
I put on the gloves
get ready for the fight
It's my dream I'm in control
tonight, heads will roll ...
((Awwww Luria ... I'm not sure I have another one in me right now ... heading in for a nap)) pass me up ((Hugs)) | |
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Posted: 8/12/2009 4:03:50 PM | I'm amused with the blankets it seems
tripping and falling over my own dreams
til I'm so tangled up I sits up and screams
for the salvation of my very own soul
sleep comes now hard as my little mind teems
with thoughts coming at me in endless streams
and my eyes are held open by relentless moonbeams
tonight, some heads will roll
{a little patchwork and a little license taken for the meter} | |
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Posted: 8/12/2009 4:49:31 PM | tonight, some heads will roll
toward the mountains
northwest of my dreams
rising greys over silent fogs-
towers collapse in puddles of fear
a brontide of granite tumbling through
flashes of fyre spewed from rumbling maws
your anger begets thunderstorms
oooh sunshine...for you we make storms, dear, hugs. | |
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Posted: 8/13/2009 2:00:25 AM | your anger begets thunderstorms
yes, it's true
I was so completly mad at you
for leaving me to die on my own
responsibility was not your own
I could have lost the leg you know
It's not over yet
your seeds have been sown
Hiya Luria ... thanks for the help in exorcising a few demons ... Thanks for fixing things up there ice, good job, hope all is well with you kind Sir. | |
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Posted: 8/13/2009 3:42:21 AM |
your seeds have been sown
among flowers in woods overgrown
under the giant maple tree
we planted them carefully
where walkers will see
and step delicately
so fruitful they'll be
the seeds of humanity
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Posted: 8/13/2009 10:59:32 AM | the seeds of humanity
he holds in his hand
and blows on them gently
scatters wind to land
in sand some will flourish
and cliffside by the sea
others grasp and fruitfully
in rapt fecundity
sunshine...smooches, dear.
willow...thundered out of the waterpark yesterday, LOL!! | |
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Posted: 8/13/2009 7:33:53 PM | Willow...thundered out of the waterpark yesterday, LOL!!
His gait was as straight as an arrow,
His feet were firmly planted,
As he soared forward,
His head held high,
He is oblivious to the lightning,
That follows beneath his feet.
His energy is too much for me as I watch him whisk by,
I enjoy it nontheless,
I am enraptured by his grace,
The intent look on his face.
His gaze holds me captive. | |
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Posted: 8/13/2009 8:06:10 PM | i am enraptured by his grace
yet face great sorrow in his
eyes that lie to me from the
outside in and slide a knife
through visions of a loveless
strife. rapture left behind a
blindness, glazes cataracts what
cloud a haze of tearless fears
took license here... | |
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Posted: 8/14/2009 5:06:57 AM | patching.....
in rapt fecundity
with my fruitfulness surrounding me
through a cloud a haze of tearless fears
when not surprisingly I aged many years
riding what felt like riding a dragon
with tail whipping was all I could imagine
I closed my eyes on the first descent
and kept them shut 'till relief at the end!
hardly thundering....more like stuttering!
truly in all my years, that ride was the most frightening!! | |
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Posted: 8/14/2009 6:20:21 AM | and kept them shut 'till relief at the end!
Vowing to myself, "never again ... not for any reason."
"I love you my children but you must understaand ...
there has to be another way .. my love to be shown."
Inside the head is not what it used to be
age and gravity see to that
what is fun to you ... puts me in mind of
being shaken like a rag doll
((Awww .... willow ... my head spins for you. The things we do for our children. I know you are having a wonderful time HUGS!!)) ((Good morning everyone)) Thanks for the splice job .... | |
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Posted: 8/14/2009 11:34:17 AM | being shaken like a rag doll
left us wondering if there was any life left
" give him c p r, you moron " was the call
do you have to see the trebble cleff
you should know what key drives this reality
on anybeach full of banal party animals
reactionary stupidy could cost your sanity
sunbathing in coconut oil amongst canabals | |
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Posted: 8/14/2009 9:34:34 PM | Sunbathing in coconut oil amongst cannibals
I should have seen it coming
When they started the cleaning of the teeth
The way they looked at my banana hammock
Never roll over when you are amongst cannibals
You will not see it coming
When they undress you with their teeth
You’ll find your hammock empty, banana in teeth
( sorry could not resist lol) | |
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Posted: 8/14/2009 9:48:17 PM | hammock empty, banana in teeth
with notice I've been barred
playing ringtoss with a christmas wreath
I'm good, just slightly charred
casting lines into the dark
where angels fear to tread
all alone on Noah's Ark
I think I'll go to bed
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Posted: 8/15/2009 3:46:30 AM |
I think I'll go to bed
and dream of amazing Africans dancing in my head
to rise and see the sun streaming its golden light
a wonderful omen viewing a hawk now in flight
it should be a good day if moon's conjunct with mars
though I don't know about true readings in the stars
but I do know the strength that comes with good intention
seems the universe supports us and that's not a new invention | |
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Posted: 8/16/2009 9:43:19 AM | Seems the universe supports us and that's not a new invention,
Yet I really have to wonder if that is its true intention.
Perhaps it doesn't have one at all and we are just here by chance.
Is there a driving force behind it or is it mere happenstance?
If there is a God in the sky, he must have a tear in his eye,
To see how ignorance, desire and greed will lead us all to die.
Louis the fifteenth once summed it all up, "Après moi, le déluge."
If we don't act now, the next generation will find no refuge. | |
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Posted: 8/19/2009 6:35:12 AM | my last breath is what makes me die
government is the manger
says it stands for the people
acting more like the great pretender
says it knows what's best for everyone
knowing our balance is in question
when consumerism has become an obsession
leading so many to chronic depression
now is the time to use our compassion | |
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Posted: 8/19/2009 9:17:13 AM | now is the time to use our compassion
a breath to the gasping who come up for air
a shoulder for tears to fall on when fare
lends cause to grief and naught more is there
a time when an empty room and heart
makes no more sense than empty glass
to be filled by nothing more than one last
drop of decidedly mocking repast | |
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Posted: 8/19/2009 6:10:09 PM | one last drop
of decidedly mocking repast
was what was needed
to excuse himself
from the table
full of cannibals
gathered together
for a family reunion | |
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Posted: 8/19/2009 8:36:15 PM | ...........for a family reunion
skeletons came out of the closet
dressed in their sunday best
jabbing pencils in eyes
making mama cry
thru the tears | |
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Posted: 8/19/2009 8:47:59 PM | thru the tears
reflections of the childhood past
memories now fadded
lost dreams
hopes long since given to realities
there in the eyes death
the true meaning of life | |
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