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Posted: 1/29/2008 7:44:37 PM | | have read the entire thread. a real woman resides here. one with passion. insight. humor. kindness. compassion. and yes, acerbic wit. how nice to have found this little corner where a pea under a stack of mattresses will never go unnoticed. this pond seems quite threatening, there are barracudas lurking and i do not swim so well...but here i think is a safe island amid much muck and mire. who was it said " it is better to be happy for one moment and be burned up with beauty than to live a long time and be bored all the while"?????? here i am quite sure, i will never be bored. thank you for this marvellous collection of you. | |
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Posted: 1/29/2008 7:59:49 PM | ^^^Silverswan is right and this is for you Brizo…
I adore your style
Simply deadly
With love and wit
I’m challenging
You don’t even try
a real chic of poetry
I admire and sigh | |
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Posted: 1/29/2008 8:08:04 PM |  Sista A. and Silverswan...
This one is a sure gentle breeze...
She sings like a bird...
softens then quirks us...
her mind is as quick as a blink!
Heart of a goddess
yet with her humor
ignites us!
Love the prose
of this lovely Brizo!
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Posted: 1/29/2008 10:21:25 PM | | Yeppers, gotta agree with the lovely ladies above: Mz Briz is one helluva lady -- in poetry and out! ♥ | |
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Posted: 1/30/2008 1:47:14 PM | The Weather Channel
Bitter cold winds escalading in wild fury
Lake effect snow screaming off the water
An 18 wheeler tractor trailer blown completely
Over on the skyway bridge
Across the country from coast to coast
Mother Nature is rising to the challenge
With gusts of up to 120 km an hour
A good day to be home sick in bed
And watch the weather channel. | |
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Posted: 1/30/2008 2:57:40 PM | Wow, a party in here! Pass the cheesy poofs! 
C, is that you? If so, I missed you, very much and did try to email, but it went wonky and kept getting returned...
silverswan...cool nick...*gulp*.....I hardly feel worthy but there is something to be said for gracious acceptance. Thank you! I'm honored....and feel free to stop in with your writes: prose, rhymes, short stories, song lyrics or humorous rants, it's all good...
AD, it's been way too long since I've been in your thread, and sorry I'm not a vampire any more, I really sucked at it...hehe, I'm so punny...you're my next stop whenever I actually feel moved to write anything...
Celestial, you too, I have to visit...lately all I've been doing is irritable bytching, when I have something of a more positive nature I will drop it off...
Woobs, I have to give you a dial sometime, I just realized I have free long distance....*doh*
Autumn, I had to pry open my passenger door, which was facing east, and kick out my driver door which was west, and frozen shut...I've already broken one door handle on the passenger rear door...just a little tink and that was it, the last freeze two weeks ago.... : /
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this was for Wabbit, who was visiting her man down south....oh, I love the double entendre of that one...
Wabbit
Happy Birthday bunny
have fun with the honey
and make new bonds
for the golden band
one day your hand
will wear
love rare
and fine
southern sparkle
and shine
enjoy the fine skies
sweet tea
and moon pies....
LS 12/15/07 | |
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Posted: 1/30/2008 6:17:21 PM | | Brizo...just popping in to say, poetically...all your sides are great (in reality too)! | |
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Posted: 1/31/2008 7:24:23 PM | aww, youguys are going to make my head swell....Sophia, I think I love you "almost" as much as Blackie....err, but not exactly in the same way....
If things don't die down around here I'm taking another break. This is ridiculous, this going to other's threads and leaving snarky stuff. Respect! There are many of us who don't exactly see eye to eye....so let's just avoid one another, and stop the instigating.....
not only words
write me long letters
that I may sprawl
in your mind
swim in your words
feel your presence
in the way
that you think
sink into you
see through
your eyes
virtual table
set for tea
I look into you
you look into me
show me your window
describing your day
I'm lost in your view...
how do you do?
LS 12/16/07
parables of dreams or prose
drea, we miss you out here, now more than ever we could use your gentle ways... | |
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Posted: 1/31/2008 7:32:34 PM | Sad eyes
skirting the edges
sudden muffled sounds
stifled
motionless in still balance
these games persist
but your arms take me back in
your worth I sing
as I rise from your open mouth
home at last | |
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Posted: 1/31/2008 8:02:59 PM | I so love simplistic everyday
double ^^^5 Brizoooo | |
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Posted: 1/31/2008 8:14:42 PM | Brizo...which way do you love Blackie LMAO!
Hang in there sweets. Just ignore it and it will go away. It just wants a reaction. Reminds me of a guy that exposed himself on the subway one night. Tiny penis and droopy socks. Not much of a show. | |
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Posted: 1/31/2008 8:19:58 PM | ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
oops, too late sweetie....I love you both, you and Blackie, but I meant, I love you almost as much as Blackie loves you....and thanks for sticking up for me, but someone pegged this right in another thread, it's not even a real profile....
How's this for subtle?
you call yourself subtle
I'm sure tongue in cheek
well here's my rebuttal
and it's not for the meek
you post here with impunity
regardless of the egos crushed
beware there's no immunity
I hope your nasty voice gets hushed
You claim the posters here are dull
and lacking in intelligence
insulting those you stand beside
reveals your lack of common sense
you seem to know some ten cent words
you use them well to denigrate
you're just a monkey flinging turds
I really wish you'd emigrate
go somewhere else where dippy chicks
pretend that they are men for kicks
your profile was born yesterday
but we are not, so post away.... | |
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Posted: 1/31/2008 8:32:24 PM | | Hell yeah Brizo...Kick her/his/its ass! | |
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Posted: 1/31/2008 10:55:37 PM |
Nick: My simple child reaction of what you did is that you are not funny. Funnier than you is even Stuart Schlossman, who is my friend, and is eleven, and puts walnuts in his mouth and makes noises. What is not funny is to call us names, and what is mostly not funny is how sad you are, and I'd feel sorry for you if it wasn't for how dull you are. And those are the worst-tasting potato chips that I've ever tasted. And that's my opinion from the blue, blue sky.
Just to credit the source: that's from the amazing movie adaptation of the play, "A Thousand Clowns", written by Herb Gardner. Jason Robards (not involved in this dialogue) played the non-conformist, trying desperately to buck expectations from several angles of pressure.
Rent it, see it, live it !
A THOUSAND CLOWNS
Just as in "Once Upon A Time In The West",
Robards flicks away the crowd
With a baleful half-smile and arched, pained brow.
Forty thousand devils cajole
In clone-mad hyped unison
Of downward gazing ponderous
Eye-flicks of the polished boot.
The mind trampolines
Over the dying, flatlining
Drab shoulders
And, pinionlike, shoots arrows endlessly
Into the overfed bulletin boards of Broadway. | |
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Posted: 2/1/2008 10:22:56 AM | Celestial, hi! You and another poster have confirmed my suspicions about that bogus profile, good eye! But midwest farm chicks need to be discerning, it's hard to find prince charming in a sea of mullets....
Blackie, muahh, it's so good to see you! Write us a story, mister, pleeez....I had to go back into your thread and read some previously posted for a fiction fix....
Rory, if I'm simplistic you're anything but.....I have netflix, so I'll put that on my queue...your brilliant write dazzles......
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The world is my oyster
as lonely oyster without pearls
the silky seaweed round me twirls
I nestle plump, an invitation
to grains of sand for permutation
nature should get on with it...
for pearls are only made of grit
12/07/07
Patchworking, Shelter me Home, first, last | |
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Posted: 2/1/2008 6:39:53 PM | gene, welcome, and thanks for the poems...it's quieting down but I'm keeping an eye out for sharks...
Again...
In the final moment
breaking away
360 degrees
viewing
every yesterday
do you have a quarter
for calling back
above
or in the underworld
to talk about us
bumbling mistakes
brilliant remakes
and through it all
I loved you
all ways
with tenderness
through eons
to redress
LS 12/01/07
Great Virtue, Terse Verse (Brawny's) | |
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Posted: 2/1/2008 7:16:11 PM | PLEASURE OR PAIN
Pleasure or pain
Wherein the gain
Pleasure has a cost
Pain has nothing lost
This day I must choose
Will it be win or lose
Freedom of choice
One lonely voice
Look once look twice
How to feed the vice
Which way will cards fall
Then winner takes it all
Fairweather friends abound
but will they still be around
when I have nothing left
to lose, and am bereft
of love and life and soul
abandoned like a troll
post voted off the thread
only pain is in my head.
JR | |
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Posted: 2/1/2008 7:20:00 PM | When this day ends
When this day ends
will dreams shatter?
When winds do bend
wish I knew the answer
from the beginning
to the final end.
When this day ends
and the sun does set
Will there be happiness
in hearts of those I’ve met
many suns have still to rise
on days in my life not seen yet
Wishing the days away
as this year closes out.
Am I standing on solid ground?
Will I move forward or turn about
Retrace my steps or leap ahead
To find that lover I am without.
When this day ends
how will the story run?
You and I no time had we
to enjoy our place in the sun.
When this day is tomorrow
will it end what had just begun?
To find destiny in this world...
what roads must I take?
Hold on to whatever lasts, but can
my heart withstand another break?
When love enters into my heart
and from life’s pleasures I partake
I’ve lived through days ending
in the somewhat distant past.
In sleepless dreams to haunt me...
ever seeking the love that lasts
what wonderment will still exist
when that final bend is fading fast
New hellos and final goodbyes
as each day passes the mile
of drinking mates and camaraderie …
will I be remembered once in a while
this simple stranger from down under
in his eyes just the hint of a smile.
When this day ends
will dreams shatter?
when winds do bend
wish I knew the answer
from the beginning
to the final end.
JR | |
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Posted: 2/2/2008 4:27:32 PM |  brizo........! Happy Saturday, All!
~~~~~~~~~~To You~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Mind whips up images
Gasoline memories
Darker chests of gold
Life is on hold
Faint whirling winds
Soul,do not disturb
Pretend we're amazing
instead of the story playing
Valuable lessons
kept
Beneath the simple heart
darker than the chest
of gold
lost in the simple memory
there it goes...
another dream
lost in the wind!
edit: Rory, Thousand Clowns! superb! | |
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Posted: 2/2/2008 7:42:36 PM |
Soul,do not disturb
Pretend we're amazing
instead of the story playing
Valuable lessons
kept
Beneath the simple heart
darker than the chest
of gold
All lovely, but these line are astonishingly good!! ♥ | |
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Posted: 2/3/2008 6:56:33 AM | gene, Celestial, Woobs, good to see you...and good morning! Celestial, I agree with Woobs, that's a really fine poem...
We might be "simplistic" but that beats duplicity and multiplicity, any day....
And now, off to IHOP, blintzes await...
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This was penned for Daily Poet, where you use the topics presented...I like to try and use them all....but I couldnt find a way in this one....Ravin is pretty good at it...
back to back
gordon lightfoot
tattoo
blackout
rainy days
rainy day people ( thanks Gordon Lightfoot)
gordon lightfoot
sang
of special people
who just know
when you're having
back to back
rainy days
whose goodness
permanently
tattoos
their name
in your heart
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Posted: 2/3/2008 9:44:16 AM | It’s a mind set
Groundhog invading nature’s courses
It almost sounds like we, as women,
Should be sent to the woods
For seven days of spa treatments
Peeking out only when the sun shines
6 more weeks of winter
Perhaps, but who cares?
( I should have checked humors word list I just went to a gordon lightfoot tribute) | |
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