joro
| | Joined: 12/2/2007
Msg: 7776 | |
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shakin that booty full of fear
may you find love and then keep it near
so it dont become an apparition
walkin thru walls without ringing bells
smilingly paley in each of our hells
in inverted silos which we used to call wells
put down the shovel if you dont want it deeper, its totally your decision
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
oh well, 1st chance i had | |
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Posted: 11/1/2009 3:14:56 PM | its totally your decision
the depth of despair
the height of reason
and the difference between the pair
if you make up you mind
tell the nigh shadows
uncover the lightness
of the haze in mindful meadows | |
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joro
| | Joined: 12/2/2007
Msg: 7778 | |
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Posted: 11/1/2009 3:16:14 PM | ignore this post poetry wise
i put up a pict dressed as a ghost
and big brother fishie deleted it in 23.5 minutes
stuck my face up in a tie instead without asking
which i in turn, deleted
two can play at that game
now i am back to being a hippie in disney iraq | |
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joro
| | Joined: 12/2/2007
Msg: 7779 | |
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Posted: 11/1/2009 3:35:35 PM | of the haze in mindful meadows
of the fog between folks ears
of thoughts of long lost fellows
when there was such a thing as peers
its ok on occassion to count up the losses
wrung up both near and both far
if it lends you purpose and dont land you neath the mosses
it can turn out quite blue on guitar | |
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Posted: 11/1/2009 3:45:36 PM | it can turn out quite blue on guitar
in quite dandy a minor progression
and pitched in a mournful cry
the wrong ninth is a major regression
but tuning life up but a third
and adding mandolin and brass
hit the hills and a shanty seaside
a miraculous blue to bluegrass | |
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joro
| | Joined: 12/2/2007
Msg: 7781 | |
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Posted: 11/1/2009 4:04:36 PM | a miraculous blue to bluegrass
pull out the plug and play like johnny cash
for blues are but good souls moanin when down
playin grinding Dead train rythyms makes me lose my frown
cuz da blues dats been lived thru turns to liberation
and all liberation is a new sensation
so lets kick up the beat, break loose and dance
it aint 69, so we should keep on our pants
(the year, guys, come on now) | |
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Posted: 11/1/2009 4:23:25 PM | it ain't 69, so we should keep on our pants
What is it you say, no dance? :0)
a few plucks of the strings
and others join in
cross under the bridge
and meet another with a grin
bluegrass festival where all hang out
Foot stompin goin on.. certainly no doubt
Bluegrass festival in Winfield KS again this year...definitely a good time - crossed over and under the bridge- met people in the G string camp. LOL | |
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joro
| | Joined: 12/2/2007
Msg: 7783 | |
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Posted: 11/1/2009 6:27:14 PM | Foot stompin goin on.. certainly no doubt
aint no folks in this crowd that we cant surely route
aint no streams left in America where one can find good trout
i am yanking my stakes and im walking
chili peppers yearn bout things under the bridge
the dead pasts forgotten, whats in the fridge
what was was yesterday, all thats now is is what is
or am I just but a blind man talking | |
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Posted: 11/1/2009 7:30:30 PM | am I just a blind man talking
perhaps a sighted man stalking
looking for bites upon the string
hoping a fish or two take my baiting
or at least find somebody real friendly
who'd like to take a walk this sunday
and talk of things truly extraordinary
or maybe think my jokes are funny | |
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joro
| | Joined: 12/2/2007
Msg: 7785 | |
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Posted: 11/1/2009 8:14:07 PM | maybe think my jokes are funny
maybe not give a rats ass
maybe cant find a scrap between the crummy
perhaps i can stand up to the brass
aint bitin bait headin to the cape
or chewin on bait with no escape
tell me now girl what u need me to
dont mean i will do what u want me to | |
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Posted: 11/1/2009 8:30:54 PM | Don't mean I will do, what you want me to do
I am basically, a nonconformist
doesn't mean I won't do what you want me to do
I'm just not an emotional contortionist
I am just me, expressing my creative side
A part of my self, that has been in silent slumber
I am here, along with fellow poets, for the fun ride
Just please don't bump my bumper | |
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Posted: 11/1/2009 10:36:45 PM | Just please don't bump my bumper
I just got this car you motherf***er
You've too much time, go get a job
You annoying little braindead slob
I feel like speeding in the carpool lane
Its strange how you act when your on cocaine | |
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Posted: 11/1/2009 10:54:21 PM | It's strange how you act when your on cocaine
Snort too hard and you'll feel the pain
Shoot you right in the head
If ya ain't careful you may end up dead.
Face down in a chest full of breast
Breathing becoming a real test
Tongue hanging out from between your lips
Awake in time to give boobies a lick | |
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Posted: 11/2/2009 3:27:41 AM | it's strange how you act when you're on cocaine
everything's altered, but really the same
course your body is speeding and so is your brain
addicted to pleasing is the name of the game
running around like mice in a cage
somedays you feel wired and strangely afraid
you know it's no good but you want one more line
finally it releases you...the best detachment of all time | |
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Posted: 11/2/2009 4:09:37 AM | Finally it releases you...the best detachment of all time
All just a temporary journey; all subjective to our lifetime
Our lives just a blink in the eye of time - to a higher power perhaps sublime
Our life is merely a pantomime - played out on a stage
A myriad of emotions and colours; fear, hope, joy and rage
The audience were not invited by us nor incited
But the unseen director may have delighted
In what unfolds for all to see on the stage of life
The variety of humanity; love, hate, trouble and strife
Joy, pain, complain, acceptance and compassion
Enjoy the show for who can truly know what engineered this passion? | |
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Posted: 11/2/2009 5:02:12 AM | who can truly know
what engineered this passion
for you for me for eight lines
expanded in this fashion?
can we really tell
what makes us race for home
filling in the missing words
to add to this strange tome? | |
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Posted: 11/2/2009 6:58:16 AM | to add to this strange tome
this word i wouldn't assume
thank god the dictionary was handy
for in the wrong context remand me
in as so far I'd rather play guitar
but don't ask me to sing a tune
if you hear you wish me far
and have headaches clear up until June | |
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Posted: 11/2/2009 7:16:34 AM | And have headaches clear up until June
A missile in my head launched slyly
Like a Nasa rocket on a voyage to the moon
Searching for what? A flag they did embed
In my skin surface declaring 'We waz 'ere!'
And that shuttle scuttles around my head
What fuels it is something scientific
And something mysterious - and perhaps horrific!
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Posted: 11/2/2009 10:03:04 AM | something mysterious - and perhaps horrific
lies beached on yonder shore
human like skin adheres to a form
that is hideous to the core
from the depths off the cape or did it escape
from some government lab at Woods Hole
can't tell what it is even from its shape
half dog, half human, and half troll | |
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Posted: 11/2/2009 11:05:44 AM | half dog, half human, and half troll
sounds like too much rum on the boat
for anyone's consumption....
is that possible?
but yonder shore of the vineyard
waits for transformations of first
born into .....what stories we tell
on the beach... | |
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Posted: 11/2/2009 2:42:39 PM | on the beach
where the waves hit the rock
two little crabs trying to talk
flesh pounding feet come trapsing through
not caring what that disturb
only self seeking pleasure do they ensue
"Quick dig down in the sand
patience in love, life does demand." | |
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Posted: 11/2/2009 4:09:58 PM | Patience in love, life does demand
For those who do not, get used to your hand
If you want to be happy, and have lots of sex
Sell your soul to the devil, and buy a bowflex
Patience in love, impatient in life
Although jacking off beats a naggy old wife
(I apologize to any whom I offended, I didn't mean it) | |
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Thorb
| | Joined: 7/15/2005
Msg: 7798 | |
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Posted: 11/2/2009 4:19:54 PM | Although jacking off beats a naggy old wife
sometimes you need her timely advice
stop trying to be like an old dull knife
just go to the washroom and do it twice
feeling better in the same old home
she feels like she's there all alone
it might be better to just talk on the phone
than listen to the old dog playing with his bone | |
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Posted: 11/2/2009 5:33:17 PM | playing wih his bone on the phone
I could take this far but I promised
to be good,... so I;ll let it alone
mouth shut so i'm not the dumbest
ohing and auwing on the phone
seems we'll still be yet alone
a voice 10 cents a minute a bet
prolonging... are you finished yet | |
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Posted: 11/2/2009 5:43:14 PM | are you finished yet?
give us some time, we only just met
maybe a dinner, maybe a dance,
how about giving me one more chance.
Are you leaving me wondering where we are?
i could be your moon, you could be my star.
give me the chance to be your dream guy
together we could light up the darkest sky. | |
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