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Posted: 1/14/2008 10:28:13 PM | thanks, brizo!
i don't know what's up with me...i'm definitely having a dry spell. maybe i just have nothing to say? naaaah!
topics for the week january 14, 2008 – january 20, 2008
catapult
years ago
ten feet tall
just lust
twisted roots
as we lie
daytime | |
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Posted: 1/15/2008 6:21:50 AM | catapult
me right into
the middle, why dontcha?
this is not where
i want to be and
i'll thank you and be on my way
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years ago
i thought it would be simple
that two people met
fell in love
but now i know the truth is
that we are simply
insane
to think that it's possible
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ten feet tall
my walls are ten feet tall
and i don't know if i can break 'em
four inches wide
my hand is four inches wide
and i measure my meal with it
ten four ten four
good buddy
do you read me?
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just lust
there's no such thing
just is a lie
there is lust alone
and it is consuming
rampaging
thrusting itself
into my barren life
it's not just
it's not fair
it's not right
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twisted roots of a tree trunk
wend along the ground in front of me
and i am transformed by wonder
to think that they were here
before my father's father's father
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as we lie here
looking up into the twinkling lights
our faces bathed in the glow of candles
and blessed by the angel on top
i make a memory of this moment
to pull out and cherish
each year at this wonderful time
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daytime is the right time
to get my patootie out of bed
and get something accomplished
but bankie doesn't care
it just lies there unaware
that my bank account is depleting | |
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Posted: 1/24/2008 10:17:14 PM | PGE - thanks for the nice writes. please visit again. and...the answer to your riddle is Queen. (no queen smiley...only the king. and i don't mean elvis!!! )
years ago
when i was little
many years ago
i did as i was told
most of the time
i was a good kid
more often than not
but, when i wasn’t
oh, what an instigator
such a naughty troublemaker
quite the risk taker
and a tomboy, too
nary a girly trace
the habits of youth
what we learn then
sets the overall tone
for any future when
i know this since
i am still the same | |
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Posted: 2/5/2008 9:47:06 PM | So there I was last night
Just like the last time
I got the look
I'm sure you know the one I mean
That look that reminds me
What a loudmouth I am
What an irascible idiot
What an irrepressible rascal I can be
The look that confirms
I probably think more of myself
And what I have to offer
Than I probably have a right to
The same look
Just like the last time
That tells me my baby
Wants me to stop jabber jawing
That tells me to pull the black ribbon
From her cascading crimson hair
The look that says its time
To toss her on the bed
To carnally ravage her
To talk dirty to her
Between hushed whispers
While proclaiming my undying love
Of her to the world
At the top of my lungs
Unabashed and unashamed
The look that confirms
She accepts me
For who and what I am
Nothing more and nothing less
You know
The look
I'm sure you know the one I mean | |
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Posted: 2/8/2008 3:19:55 PM | thanks, thorn!
everyone, please just use the last posted topics til mon. since no one else used them, that should be ok.
this lyric has been playing in my head
KISS OFF
- the violent femmes
I need someone, a person to talk to,
Someone who'd care, to love
Could it be you? Could it be you?
Situation gets rough, then I start to panic
It's not enough, it's just a habit
Hey kid your sick
Well darling, this is it
You can all just kiss off into the air
Behind my back I can see them stare
They'll hurt me bad but I won't mind
They'll hurt me bad, they do it all the time
[yeah yeah]
Yeah, they do it all the time
[yeah yeah]
Yeah, they do it all the time
[do it all the time]
They do it all the time
[do it all the time]
Do it all the time!
I hope you know that this will go down on your permanent record.
Oh yeah?
Well don't get so distressed;
Did I happen to mention that I'm impressed.
I take one one one cause you left me and
Two two two for my family and
Three three three for my heartache and
Four four four for my headaches and
Five five five for my lonely and
Six six six for my sorrow and
Seven seven for no tomorrow and
Eight eight I forget what eight was for and
Nine nine nine for the lost gods
Ten ten ten ten for everything everything everything
You can all just kiss off into the air
Behind my back I can see them stare
They'll hurt me bad but I won't mind
They'll hurt me bad, they do it all the time
[yeah yeah]
Yeah, they do it all the time
[yeah yeah]
Yeah, they do it all the time
[do it all the time]
They do it all the time
[do it all the time]
Do it all the time!
[do it all the time]
Time time time time
[do it all the time]
Timetimetimetimetimetimetimetime
Do it all the time!
(and i listened 15 times...this is exactly how it goes! ) | |
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Posted: 2/8/2008 6:05:45 PM | Got the look,
And that quiet confidence
That slow turns
Me on.
Walking towards our table
Eyes catch and hold.
My baby, he slides
Right in beside me,
All eyes on us
Waiter wants to know
My order.
Can’t deal the mind chatter
Natter natter make small talk
Best behavior meet the boss
When he sits this close
Hot breath on my skin
Captivated
And when he begins
To talk dirty to me
Whispered against the raucous
Of the loudmouth
Biz man
We have to dine with tonight
I am lost.
Long linen tablecloth
And the black ribbon
Of my undergarment
Easily in reach…
Ah he is a rascal
Laying claim
Fingers tracing
On my thigh
Straight faced
I answer the questions directed
And sip oysters from their shell
While he slowly searches
For buried treasure
Leading me
With his distraction. | |
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Posted: 2/11/2008 6:46:42 PM | Across town I drove my new chevy blue
Gut feeling I had and I actually knew
Misled was I distress call from the beach
Tube steak for supper? you’re still such a leach
Last summer I left you said I ain’t commin’ back
Paper will be served by my lawyer hack
These days I’m dining on lobster and wine
So pack it in baby I’m doin’ just fine. | |
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Posted: 2/17/2008 2:23:22 PM | thank you, ladies. ravin, yours made me laugh. brizo, yours made me sad. but, you know i'm an ole softy. especially for our furry friends.  
has anybody mentioned you two ladies are looking radiant these days?? i want me some of that! (and you know what i mean! )
back later with a poem. taking sam to the park. | |
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Posted: 2/18/2008 8:57:08 PM | LAST SUMMER ....
.... I lobotomized a giraffe at the check-out stand
At opening night of The Threepenny Opera
While Dominique looked askance with undue aplomb.
I origamied marzipan into clipper ships
And sailed around the cavern in distemper;
Ossuaries existed in triplicate limestone.
I organized a meltdown of tickertape venom,
Proboscis of defeated politicos athwart
The ragged washerwomen collapsed on hydrants.
I stretched my bunions and salted my toenails
While chemicals collided in helical misfitteries;
Doric columns erected themselves from plinths of yesterday. | |
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Posted: 2/18/2008 11:15:53 PM | very nice poem there man...here's one i wrote a few days back hope y'all enjoy it.
your my life
Forever is what I say to you,
No other words could be more true,
Every morning I see you,
Before I open my eyes,
Because everything about you,
My heart has memorized,
No one has made me feel this way,
Look forward to seeing you each and every day,
You feel me with emotion,
I feel my only reason for being is being with you,
And there is nothing I wouldn't do,
I try to make you believe and it may be hard for you to believe,
You are everything I take in,
You are my air to breathe,
It may scare you that I feel this way,
But I promise I wont leave you until my last day, nothing can take that away,
I live as I breathe for you now and always.... | |
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Posted: 2/19/2008 11:52:47 PM | thanks, all.
brizo - paper gave ME a shiver. and, little red has astonishingly amazing alliteration!
rory - nice to see you. thanks for dropping by. some day, i shall emulate you, and write a poem containing the word "ossuaries".
hellrasier - welcome to the thread, and thanks for the heartfelt write. come back and visit.
topics for the week ending february 24, 2008
in the rain
resistance
delta
fake
quirk
have to win
eyes so blue
ok, i swear...i am gonna write some poems this week; if not, feel free to bust me!
poet poll
ok, so we just celebrated president's day. so i was thinking of patriotism and being an american, and how it gave me a great opportunity to segue into this burning question:
which is the better song, david bowie's "young americans" or tom petty's "american girl"?
why?
i know my answer, but shall refrain until some of you have answered (or not ). | |
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Posted: 2/20/2008 9:16:49 PM | "Young Americans" is OK, and I'm not familiar with "American Girl" (and The Guess Who's most popular song is "American Woman", truly a horrid offering).
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IN THE RAIN ....
.... it all makes sense:
How the gladiolas flounce in umbrage through the mildewed lawns,
How a piggybank refracts liver spots as big as fifty-dollar goldfish,
How dank and empty mezzanines emit Pine Sol in a wide radius,
How this delinquent idea resonates during prideful siestas. | |
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Posted: 2/20/2008 11:26:23 PM | and again very nice poems...thanks for the comment on my poem...here's my newest one so far....
kissing in the rain
We step out and into the street,
You can hear it hit softly, like the patter of feet,
its such a magical time, like sunset on the ocean
we're caught in its spell, and we move in slow motion
I move in close, with my hands on her waist
I take it slow, no rush, no haste
The rain slowly falls and the full moon shines
She slides her arms around my neck, and says you are mine,
The rain picks up and it soaks our hair
But our eyes are focused, we don't care,
I whisper in her ear, I love you my dear
You will always be smiling, you have no use for tears you see,
I will love you forever, is my vow to you,
You are my love, may it always be true,
She smiles at me, with joy and bliss
My lips meet hers, and in the rain we kiss
The rain itself, comes down all around
As I kiss my sweetheart, without a sound
The rain glides through the air and I hold her tight
It's like the angels are crying, such a beautiful sight
My tongue touches hers and its ecstasy
A kiss in the rain sets our emotions free
She pulls my lower lip and it takes its toll
My whole body tingles, like I have lost control
As the rain falls down I just can't believe
That I need her to move, to think, to breathe
I take a step back and I look in her eyes
She tells me she loves me and my heart just flies
If you believe perfection simply isn't real
Kiss your love in the rain, and I promise you will?.. | |
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Posted: 2/26/2008 10:09:00 PM | rory - i am loving the image of flouncing gladiolas (wouldn't that be gladioli?  )
hellrasier - that was some kiss!
brizo - astute observation. 
mmmy - welcome to the thread. 
poet poll
here's the tally -
an equivocal vote for bowie from rory, who has never heard the competition, and gratuitously reminded us of that horrid song 
no vote from brizo
a vote for bowie from mmmy
and my own vote for tom petty's american girl (did you expect anything else? i mean, i do have a tom petty signed guitar...  )
here's some links, if you're interested:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kQy_gkrmg74
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uNgt7U9QrFQ
i think it's petty, hands down!
ok...the poem i promised...such as it were...
resistance
rigid
adherence to schedules
organized
everything just so
private
hiding behind walls
resistance
caving under onslaught | |
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Posted: 2/26/2008 10:48:18 PM | Maybe someday
I will take it slow
Maybe someday
Taking it easy
Will be more
Than just a figure of speech
Maybe someday
I will take time
To smell the roses
Uncap that fire hydrant
Drenching myself in its waters
Like the child I should have been
Maybe someday
I will realize my mistake
That in my rush to grow up
I never enjoyed what is youth
And all the promises it held
Maybe someday
Maybe someday
For one in a hurry to procrastinate
Maybe someday
Will maybe never come
PS: Maybe someday I will have a clue what the hell "synesthesia" means so I can use it in a piece. Thanks for the curve ball Humormonger ;) | |
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Posted: 2/27/2008 6:02:12 AM | Dear Humormonger, Thank You Dear......from the depth of my soul, how the heck did you know?!!!! Always take'n a looksie, today you gave to me a reason for it!!! Thank You!! Not sure on really how to go with this but here's my "neurological" bliss!!
Maybe someday, Yup this day
I heard someone say "My Mistake"
for making stained sheets
I told'm it will all come out in the wash
try'n to take it slow, going with the flow
In my speech of Love and Peace
a fire hydrant of Joy in every piece
unknowingly the host
presented to me a word: "Synesthesia"
that got me to see
My "CRAZY" is a fact
not an affliction!!!
Proof to me its how I preceive
Life as my light
A neurological mystery
of cognitive belief!!!!
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