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Posted: 8/2/2008 9:19:55 AM | my friend Pauli, who I've mentioned before because I would like to be more like her, left this at the end of an email...she is a passionate animal advocate. I'm not sure if she wrote this or it's the theme for the National Humane Society, she has been a prettymuch lifetime member and volunteer. Anyway, I thought it was simple, and cool.
Paulette
None needing rescue
None left to buy
None cold and hungry
None left to die
None being beaten
None being kicked
All being loved
All being fixed
Wish I could have gone camping with her and her hubby this weekend ....something unexpected came up....but we'll do it this year yet | |
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Posted: 8/2/2008 7:29:56 PM | CHERRY ROBBERS
Under the long dark boughs, like jewels red
In the hair of an Eastern girl
Hang strings of crimson cherries, as if had bled
Blood-drops beneath each curl.
Under the glistening cherries, with folded wings
Three dead birds lie
Pale-breasted throstles and a blackbird, robberlings
Stained with red dye.
Against the haystack a girl stands laughing at me,
Cherries hung round her ears.
Offers me her scarlet fruit: I will see
If she has any tears.
– DH Lawrence. | |
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Posted: 8/2/2008 7:48:54 PM | Hi Brizo.
I'm going to spontaneously poeticize in your thread. Please pardon.
Quiet, stagnant main street
College town in the off season
Little town of many acquaintances
A movie
We are extras
Wandering the se.t
Credits come into focus as we fade to black.
When the college set returns
Their stories unfold.
The action begins.
We inhabit the backdrop.
College town
out of the way
rolling farmland for miles
and the nearest city
stopped playing years ago. | |
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Posted: 8/2/2008 8:19:44 PM | pensky-poo! What a delight to have you out and about again...... I've missed your writes....
At least some colleges bring art shows and music....
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key ring
your old enough to know the score
how everyone wants more
and more; sit lonely
wrapped in disillusionment
is that the rent
required for wisdom?
the keys to the kingdom
rattle useless in your sorrowful hands
dissolving piles of hourglass sands
your innocence is running out
cradle your powerful heart
to catch escaping wonder
and fold the edges thus
to hold the joy of life
that bitterness would sunder
LS 7/01/08
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Posted: 8/2/2008 9:00:16 PM | Thank you, Brizo. It's nice to be here.
Wow I really like that one you just posted.
I guess my little poetic moment is almost up.
I wanna try to strain for one more something or other. Thanks for your support!
Another Ode To pof
From rooms for minds
From fingers of the same
From minds of like kind
From poets by the name
Come words to belong
Come words to begin
Come words to our song
Come words to let mend
Our souls' full of voice
Our souls' gaining hope
Our souls' proof of choice
Our souls' way to cope
By light of our eyes
By things we do know
By way of our ties
By courage to show
The quest of our time
The moment not lost
(the audacity to rhyme)
The no matter the cost.
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Posted: 8/3/2008 11:19:41 AM | your words tic-tic-tickle me, so keep on clicking your bic.....and you can rhyme in here anytime....
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inherent
the world will be what we make it
and that's how it always has been
we pretend we are victims and fake it
selfishness outside our ken
we try to drown it in remorse
we dig for it a shallow grave
it surfaces again, of course
indulgence that we'll always crave
LS 7/08/08
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Posted: 8/3/2008 11:21:23 AM | | oops, double post there.... | |
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Posted: 8/3/2008 11:25:38 AM | - BRIZO IS ON TOP OF ME! -
My writting added I could see
That you posted just after me
With you on top a man could think
A naughty thought and dirty wink
Now normally I like being on top
But I'm not one to gripe or stop
So ride or ridden tis the same
As long as it's good and not lame!
- Erik - Hahahahaha,...  | |
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Posted: 8/3/2008 11:30:51 AM | It just might work
If others pause | |
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Posted: 8/3/2008 11:32:45 AM | itchin at the bit
to go to your thread and take that bait
but waiting on brizo's reply
is definately worth the wait
edit post: (oops...i thought you were referring to her comin' over to your neck of the woods...sorry! lol) | |
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Posted: 8/3/2008 11:36:35 AM | Drat Ash messed up my pile!
Now I gotta repost with swift Viking style!
- Erik - | |
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Posted: 8/3/2008 12:21:19 PM | and now I'm under
while you're torn asunder
a manwich
in an Ash and Brizo sandwich
ah naughty Viking
I'm sure 'tis to your liking
the only thing missing
is the paddle that's swishing
the redneck SKOAL paddle
in your amorous battle
and nipple clamps
hooked up to amps
your magic wand
(of which you're fond)
is no doubt schwinging
at the toys you're bringing | |
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Posted: 8/3/2008 1:11:01 PM | - THE NASTY, DIRTY, TRIPLE SANDWICH POEM, WHICH WAS TOO GRAPHIC FOR SOME READERS ! -
Brizo my dear, my dirty nut
I love when you get all "rubber s l u t!"
Bring on the clips, the whips, the chains
Let's grab the paddle but chill on pains
I get to be with you and Ash?
There's a wild combo to make a bash
Very well ladies let's not have disaster
You can be tramps, and I'll play the Master
Welkome to my place would you like some tea?
I have some bracelets as you can see
Don't mind the chain, they're for your protection
Bet you think I'll use the word "erection"
Sure I might bring that up or let it slide
But first let's play a bit before the ride
Take off your tops so I'll have the sight
Wow! Two thongs DO make a right!
Okay now ladies Let's get your collar
Maybe a spanking but not for a "holler"
Now get your selves into position
I've got some parts to help in my mission
As we line up through your frustration
Both of you [ - Censored - ] penetration
Then [ - Censored - ] while you [ - Censored - ]
Screamin' "OH MY [ - Censored - ] while touching your [ - Censored - ]
Sweating and panting as you both [ -Censored - ]
While [ - Censored - ] your pert hard nipples!
Swearing while [ - Censored - ] then you feel [ - Censored - ]
"Who's your Daddy girls!?" I said with a grin
Gasping while giving eachother [ - Censored - ]
Then [ - Very Censored - ] and [ - Censored - ]
Stripped down and [ - Censored - ] helplessly
Gasping and drooling while you [ - Censored - ]
[- Censored - ] until you are both sore
Both of my [ - Censored - ] friends acting the whore
Oh how I love these dirty, dark trists!
Sorry to our audience, for all you missed!
- Erik - Muah hah hah! | |
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Posted: 8/3/2008 1:26:42 PM | bahaha....i feel used...
but i must say that was the biggest [censored] i have ever seen
and the most enjoyable [censored] that i've ever been a part of
Sure I might bring that up or let it slide
bahahaha
hey brizo...need a light?
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Posted: 8/3/2008 2:03:00 PM | yes, perhaps I'll take up smoking again....
up on an elbow
recovering my status quo
reclined and smoking
deep draws toking
remembering positions
too dirty to mention
I grin like a tiger
and walk with a swagger
'cause look at his dagger
'tis small and depleted
it played at love games
and then was defeated... | |
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Posted: 8/6/2008 1:50:48 AM | now, just what would ya be smoking brizo?? 
oh, how i’ve missed
such playful banter
the poets are off
to a swift canter
who’s the grantee?
who’s the grantor?
who’s the plantee?
who’s the planter?
joyful song erupts
is it the cantor?
whoever it is
it’s an enchanter
(sorry, all i've got. you try rhyming "banter" at 5 am... ) | |
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Posted: 8/6/2008 4:48:44 PM | - OH SURE,... HAHAHA,... -
Up on an elbow? now who are you foolin'?
I left you a puddle, all weakened and droolin'
The biggest hard smoking that you were doing
Was when you were screamin' and pistons were screwing
Depleted? My dagger? Oh surely you're joking
You might want to double check what you've been smoking
The only defeating that I do recall
Was both of your spread feet braced on your room wall!
- Erik - | |
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Posted: 8/6/2008 5:22:00 PM | from a snake to a worm
weakened and drooling? not hardly my friend
a snack in the kitchen and I'm on the mend
prowling around, looking for more
while you can't get dressed from your things on the floor
laying in bed, singing with tension
imagining things too erotic to mention
turn on the TV but it's way too boring
meanwhile in bed poor Erik lays snoring
lets tie him up and make him a girl
some lipstick, eyeliner and barrettes in his curls
polish on fingers and polish on toes
you fell asleep early and that's how it goes
Wake up Eric dear before I shave your leg
I might reconsider if you'll only beg
I'm glad you came over and wanted to play
'cause you look very nice in my red lingerie
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Posted: 8/6/2008 6:25:55 PM | I just read this whole page
guess I never told you that I have a crush on you, eh?
that's okay
you know anyway
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Posted: 8/6/2008 8:38:07 PM | - A LITTLE MORE THAN A LITTLE NUTS -
Ah Drat! Alas,... for they warned me one day
I'd screw someone's brains out now what can I say?
A lesson to men who come from the Fjord
Always pull her head a ways from the headboard!
I'm sorry my dear that the pounding was serious
I had no idea, you'de been screwed dilerious!
Me in red lingerie? Shaving my packett?
I hope you wake comfy, in that "I-Love-Me" jacket!
Geeze had I known when you were on top
I'd have repositioned you shy of the stop
At least they serve jello while under sedation
"Don't mind all the padding, you're just there for observation!"
- Erik -   | |
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Posted: 8/7/2008 4:38:23 AM | Brawny, I thought you were kidding...(actually, I still do) but kid away....as you can obviously see with Erik here, I don't take much seriously....
Erik, for once I'm speechless....I didn't know it was a viagra night....
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unwise
how did we get unwise?
the cart is put before
the horse
we labor as a matter
of course
but we no longer hunt
we no longer grow
isolated from heat and cold
unaware of the tides
we mock our circadian rhythms
and work from sundown
to sunrise
alone we sit
with more space than we need
stockpiling our eggs and our seed
some progress
indeed
LS 7/08/08
first, last
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Posted: 8/7/2008 5:32:38 AM | some progress
indeed
the dog is waggin his tail
I guess you are “thick”
Now please before I lay me down to sleep
THINK
I do believe you’re both in the same state
I wonder who is chewing on weed
And wishing for a rocking chair?
Whilst mother makes tea
Shaking her hair
…lordly me those young folk are the death of me…
and then she remembers her vitamins
and adds some viagra to the younins
she’s no old fool
keeps up with the times; if you please  | |
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Posted: 8/9/2008 5:00:58 AM | hiya, AD! Good to see you back and writing again, you were missed....
Well, my girls tell me Viagra isn't just for oldies anymore....apparently it's the drug of choice when you want a night that never ends...
if it ever goes "street" imagine the geriatric lines hanging out in the playground and trying to look inconspicuous.... And I imagine it's happened already, as it's at least $10 a pill....
So now the baby boomers have moved on from coke and acid, and into viagra and nexium......
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peep show
I've got my camouflage
bits and pieces
feast and feces
pasted in a decoupage
a layer of glue
glazed and brittle
between me and you
while I dodge
and skittle
with a mirage
you're thirsty in the desert
and you want an oasis
and I can provide it
in one of my faces
and any emotion
is genuine
but the coin has two faces
and turns on a dime
LS 7/15/08
Daily Poet
Finger Painting | |
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Posted: 8/9/2008 8:05:01 PM | I had to post again, I couldn't stand to see my name in all caps where I accidentally hit the caps lock key....
I have a ton of stuff written for other people again, bringing this home from Brawny's thread.....he still thinks in the poem I'm trying to neuter him....
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shelf life
there's no shame
being on the shelf
you still got game
pace yourself
and don't jump down
till you find a girl
that turns your heart around
you'll know it's right
if you talk all night
and you don't feel like a clown
'cause you didn't score...
you just want more
and she puts a grin on your face
with things she talks about
instead of putting out
and makes you want to shout
and talk to your dad
about the coolest girl
you never had
yet
but someday
you will get
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Posted: 8/10/2008 10:23:07 PM | humor, how could I miss saying hello to you? Thanks for leaving that here, I guess I was so eager to have the last word with Erik, I forgot to say hi....banter is hard to rhyme...wikipedia had almost rhymes, when I'm stumped they're helpful, though if you can figure out that search engine, let me know...I can only access the first page....
AD, sometimes thinking about some of the ironies of modern life has me shaking my head in disbelief...
this was written for Autumn Fantasy, I hope she returns one day....
luminescent (for R)
the twist of your phrases
moonlight pools
an open door
a whispering sea
to beckon on the floor
allure for the curious
I still, cat serious
to listen more
the promise of
a story told with meaning
luminous and golden
lit with phosphorescent dreaming
LS 6/28/08 | |
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