| Caly's Cavern
Posted: 3/2/2007 4:19:09 PM | Caly, what a beautiful write!
That You have written here tonight:
A friend of depth and poet skill;
Considers leaving, at unknown will.
At invitation, I have but went;
To offer cheer, encouragement.
Hath He done, but same for me;
Awesme writings, for all to see.
So I venture here, on return;
Comfort here, never taciturn:
What comfort, heart strong possess!
In poetry skill, You not digress.
This friend of Ours, will surely be;
Revisiting, to offer poetry:
What insight, depth of soul!
His absense leaves, much of a hole.
Regards, Caly and all!
TBK | |
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| Caly's Cavern
Posted: 3/2/2007 9:48:32 PM | thank you TBK and thank you for your kind assistance...
~Caly | |
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Posted: 3/2/2007 9:49:19 PM | walls stand high
hiding the me that I am
as I sit and cry
constructed long ago
to stop the pain
other's would bestow
my own prison
built to protect
only one
now does more harm
as I sit here alone
no one seeing my alarm
hidden for to long
I've now lost my way
once right, now wrong
I long to be free
trapped here
where no one can see
beyond walls that I built
locked in darkness
my soul continues to wilt
~Caly | |
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Posted: 3/2/2007 9:49:41 PM | living
sleeping
evenly breathing
peacefully dreaming
suddenly gasping
gently sighing
soul exiting
dying
~Caly | |
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Posted: 3/2/2007 10:48:56 PM | she walks in beauty
for all to see
eyes of brown
sparkle with gold
soul of depth
whispers of death
as she dances
taking her chances
near the edge
of life's ledge
waiting for anyone
to see she's someone
~Caly | |
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Posted: 3/3/2007 3:12:46 AM | How are you?
Someone to kiss
A hand to hold
A man to hug
How are you?
Falling deeper in despair
Can’t do it alone
Need someone to talk to
How are you?
Dying inside
Can’t find the light
Don’t know what to do
How are you?
Can’t live this way
Don’t know how to change
Need so much more
How are you?
~Caly | |
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Posted: 3/3/2007 4:03:13 AM | Keep em coming girl*
Havent read one that wasnt 'real'
I can feel your writes
And theres so much honesty
....insights
Just love your eyes | |
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Posted: 3/3/2007 12:15:17 PM | My Prayer for today and everyday...
God help me please find that beacon of light
that resides within this tortured soul of mine
please let me sleep through at least one night
keeping at bay those demons that haunt my time
give me strength to continue on when the sun does rise
help keep my hope alive and help me in this day find joy
for I feel so hopeless when I sometimes open my eyes
this gift of life I'm so thankful for but long to enjoy
~Caly | |
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Posted: 3/3/2007 1:17:47 PM | Inspired by our Caly....
My wings,...this my heart
and I will not let that part,
stay broken inside of me.
Never again,a love that holds me down,
only a love that sets me free.
My heart was made to fly,
with all my being,there is so beauty..... I long to see.
And to be the one to embrace what I am inside,
you must too, learn to fly......... the one to fly with me..... in me......
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Posted: 3/3/2007 7:18:02 PM | Drifting into the black light…
A vision of death…tiptoeing through the black damp….
Mentally blackly lit
Tiptoeing through the black damp
The insufficient amount of oxygen
Is causing me great suffer outside the mine
Nigh the black-jack oak
And this black-monk
Keep telling me what?
Mentally I’m blackly lit
Tiptoeing through the black damp
Can you feel that black light?
I’m drifting into the black light!
And this theosophical Bishop…
Keeps asking me what?
Drifting into the black light…
I’m mentally blackly lit…
Haunted
By that first black mass…
Tiptoeing through the black damp…. | |
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Posted: 3/3/2007 8:25:31 PM | salty ~ thank you... for always being so encouraging... for often times inspiring me to step outside my box... offering me challenges along the way...
casheyes ~ I know you understand... I thank you for your kindness in sharing and allowing me and my words to inspire you...
AM ~ your words are beyond words... I feel them within me... at times they are a part of me... this one especially reaches out and in to me... thank you
~Caly | |
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Posted: 3/3/2007 8:28:01 PM | | Hi beautiful, I fuc$ing love she walks lady | |
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Posted: 3/3/2007 8:36:38 PM | thank you ink... in more ways then one... you were the one who inspired it...
~Caly | |
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Posted: 3/3/2007 8:52:50 PM | not meant to offend anyone or their words of kindness....
meant more for other moments in life...
why do words
of praise
and kindness
so often fall
upon deaf ears
while words
of loathing
words condemning
touch our souls
lingering on
forever...
~Caly | |
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Posted: 3/4/2007 3:15:35 AM | those rose colored glasses
that you choose to wear
I discarded long ago
a child in age but not in soul
saw too much not to know
that life is NOT
that bed of roses
so many choose to believe
see the lie there within
open your eyes and see
I wear no glasses
to taint my view
I simply paint
rose colored pictures
for all to see
for those to dumb to see
that this is life I live
not some ****ing dream
~Caly | |
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Posted: 3/4/2007 3:22:33 AM | The Dream
To arrive at home when work day done;
To sit with family at dinner fun!
Children happy, exampled Love;
From those adults been created of.
The scars and abhoration of the past;
Sought to change, but pattern last.
Rose coloured glasses when worn;
To see true light, must be shorn.
Oh! How hard it is to see!
Glaring brightness, strange to be!
The learning sought and found, in that light;
The expositions of those that follow and not fight.
What is wrong with you is said;
To take off their glasses is much dread.
Wear those glases, all is well!
Or here, wear mine! Better still!
Now can You begin to see?
What I WANT YOU TO BE?
Well, no in fact your glasses suck!
Not liketh mine, such crap I with have no truk!
Rose coloured glasses gone to trash;
Illussions held burned to ash;
But now what, all alone with glaring sin;
Just where the heck does one again begin?
To arrive at home when work day done,
To sit with family at dinner fun,
Attempts at such have not I won.
Nor will I: wish this trip was done.
With kindest regards,
TBK | |
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Posted: 3/4/2007 4:06:08 AM | As he walked in the door
he saw the scattered tissues
and feared the tear-stained face
and the bloodshot eyes he would see.
Then he saw her, the woman he loved,
sitting there near the window.
Slowly, with heavy heart,
he went to be with her.
She looked so young and vulnerable,
as he took her hands into his,
and knelt there for a moment,
thinking of times in the past.
He thought of moments of happiness,
moments filled with laughter and smiles,
moments together they shared,
moments when he was there.
Then he thought of moments of sadness,
moments filled with heartache and tears,
moments that she had spent alone,
moments when he just wasn't there.
Then he realized the times she had trusted him,
the times she had waited up for him,
the times she had needed him,
the times he'd never bothered to come home.
Then his eyes filled with tears as he realized,
how many times he had hurt her,
how many times he had caused her pain,
how many times he had simply let her down.
~Caly | |
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Posted: 3/4/2007 4:34:55 AM | TBK ~ that was great! I enjoy all your writes... but I especially enjoyed this one... thanks for sharing it here with me...
~Caly | |
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Posted: 3/4/2007 5:59:01 AM | sweaty shorts in miday sun
saline droplets formed on brow
it's hot as $ell... holy cow
soft gentle breeze I pray to find
so God da## hot I'll loose my mind
sitting in the fishers pose
not fish to bite...so words compose
five hours now and ner' but a fish
for better bait... I surely wish
cool beads of wettness formed this day
travels down my back...they are on their way
is that a bite...just driffted line...
that dropplets headed down my spine
at my waiste it all collects...
if I stay much longer... I know what's next
Like wick in lamp...they draw the wet
my undies for a sweat filled net
still no strikes ...I am dismayed
I'll have a rash by end of day
this fishing trip has been no fun
I have sweaty shorts in miday sun
not very peotic, not much verse, but to every fisherman unspoken curse..lol
rob | |
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Posted: 3/4/2007 6:06:56 AM |  I loved it!! A suggestion though... and so funny cause no matter how many songs and/or lyrics I've looked at tonight... well morning now... I can't get the lyrics Fishin' In the Dark out of my head! perhaps there was a reason for that now.... up for some night time fishing??
~Caly
*post edit* btw the worst hasn't been wet shorts lol it was sun-burned fingers :/ | |
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Posted: 3/4/2007 6:17:30 AM | | hey cal, the worst is falling asleep on the bank and waking up with sunburned feet...ouch. | |
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Posted: 3/4/2007 9:19:48 PM | Hi dear Caly
It's been a while without me posting here in your great thread so I decided to come to greet
you and to leave a small poem whose original version will be posted in my thread.
Thank you for your lovely poems!
"Oasis"
-English translation from original in spanish-
An encouraging vision,
An oasis are you,
The very idea of my salvation
In your eyes there is support
and a promise to my soul
and to my empty heart
Far from arid images
I approach to your life
And to its fresh banks
Shaking off my dust and its weight
I look for you to moisturize me
and to relieve me with a simple kiss
No more deserts nor its displeasures
For you are an oasis for my life
and your lips are for me a thousand loves!
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(C) 2007 - Ro.M. (Poet Friend) | |
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Posted: 3/4/2007 9:23:54 PM | the highland lad, fingers sore
for a while can write no more
the short stayed diverson....pleasure found
but for a while ...be canvas bound
this muse a opened up some doors
but taken from my art much more
for when I write...my energy spent
and from my paintings time was lent
I'll check and read from time to time
but for a while there will be no rhyme
a found farewell I cast to all
until my words again will fall..
Caly thankyou you the thread upon which to unload my baggage...I shall be back
thankyou all for putting up with my ramblings...who knows what future brings
Highlandlad | |
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Posted: 3/4/2007 10:55:14 PM | ah my poetic friend... thank you for stopping by again and leaving your kind words and beautiful poetry... been working on something for your thread also alas it just isn't all coming together yet... a work in progress it is... I hope to see you back again soon...
highlandlad ~ my thanks go out to you for sharing your beautiful words that you refer to as ramblings... they are truly so much more then that... as for your baggage... it was never considered as such, but bits and pieces that provide a view through the window to a beautiful soul... I hope you will return again some day soon to share more...
~Caly | |
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Posted: 3/5/2007 1:08:56 AM | Beacon of Light
beacon of burning light
that sits upon rocky shore
guiding through the night
lonely souls in search of more
sea of love, sea of rapture
seeking moments to behold
one kindred soul to capture
secrets shared, secrets told
upon these salt encrusted rocks
waves break and carry away
the rusting, decomposing locks
constructed ages ago of past dismay
now ocean mist this way does blow
bringing with it changing whispers
telling the soul that doesn't know
of better and happier adventures
ever changing, shifting sands
revealing treasures once thought lost
that one soul that understands
past heartache and its cost
~Caly | |
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