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Posted: 6/1/2007 7:37:34 PM | well, this one went down as a fond memory..;-)
A Fond Memory
No one was around
When I hung from the tree
By my legs upside down
And masturbated, vigorously
Of course I was young
And I’d do it again
If not for the cum
At least or the pain
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Posted: 6/2/2007 5:36:43 PM |  Om....this is quite a memory....... not to mention the visual!!
An Infinite memory has been lost in my mind.....
One where I knew where I headed and what I would find
But then...was no memory.....was it?
Just someone with a dream in their head
Thinking upon that , think I must have been dead!
A dream is a notion......but it is my memory
Now I know nothing of where I may be!
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Posted: 6/2/2007 6:24:26 PM | Clinging
so desperatedly
to these
things we call memories
yearning
to go back
when these times before us played
emotions at an all time high
these moments of past
had us flying high
can we go back there again
or will in life
new moments such as these
on wings
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Posted: 6/4/2007 9:52:23 AM | I remember dancing slow, in the kitchen we would go!
Laughing, music playing slow..............and loud
Dinner you would say....you shall cook, to my dismay!
I would help you ......we would laugh!
We were efficient.....and often bad
laughing like we loved to do......
Oh....sweet memories of you!
Sunday mornings always fun..........
after Saturday nites undone
Feeling like we were tired and lazy
swimming in the pool so crazy!
Sunburns, parched lips......
tired and silly.............
Breakfast we cooked.....some good ole days!
Kids just loved our Sunday breakfasts.........
we only had one .....but then....all of his friends!
We had a feast at about noon.......
then off we went , back to the pool!
Lovely weekends , like no others
Miss them dearly my friend
But off they went into the wind
Shall we ever be again.........
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Posted: 6/5/2007 9:50:50 AM | In my mind
new memories we shall create
for soon we will meet
let's call it fate
laughter shall again reign
when you think of me
I pray you will remember joy not pain
unless you do a silly stunt in a tree
land on your behind
then that memory shall make me smile with glee 
new fun can be found each and every day
memories are in constant swirl
as in life we play
creating them is so much fun
I am about to do one now
time to run!! | |
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Posted: 6/5/2007 2:47:44 PM |
Remembering a time of fun........
Camping out under the sun
Fishing, swimming, lotsa fun
Campfires......music....men undone!
Dancing around the campfire....
wearing turbans on their hair!!!!!!
laughing like a bunch of nuts!!!!
Everybody brought their mutts
Breakfast always fun....and more....
whomever had the least to drink....
cooked up a batch of "kitchen sink"
This recipe is simply of.....eggs...meat....veggies....
whatever else we threw in our coolers......
Fun was never expensive then........
Lottsa laughs and hugs crept in!
Simple fun for simple folk!!!!!!!!!!
words we often never spoke.....
Though I loved these guys the best.....
I miss them most , above all the rest!
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Posted: 6/9/2007 6:53:25 PM | Memories are made of what one gives
of what one says
of what one does
Memories are simply our gestures of kind
many are not
many are blind
Memories often can bring bad thoughts
only if wrong
only if pain
Sweet memories are ones we hold dear~
someone was gentle
someone knew fear
Lovelier memories I could never have
than those of good
not those of bad!
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Posted: 6/9/2007 7:01:07 PM | Jules--- Your words are quite true about memories. Hope that you are having a great day.
The words you spoke were quite sincere
The good memories always the best to hold near
The bad ones can alter your mind
And make good times harder to find
When I think of the past I try to recall
The most pleasant memories of them all
But sometimes things don't work that way
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Posted: 6/9/2007 7:14:07 PM |   Hey J.D.~~Hope your day has been a goodie! Thanks friend!
A good one's just a thought away
This is true in many things
not only memories
Often things we cannot see!
Life is rolling , rumbling on
we seek strength
we hope for more
Sometimes in our presence lies
The thing we wished for
somehow disguised
Remembering when I was young
often did not understand
my actions left a mark on all
not only others , but myself
Growing in the years and mind
Finding that what I may have left behind
may not have always been the best
Now I find the time and truth
put myself to the real test
If all I have done , all that I know
comes back to me now or maybe tomorrow
I think I would be in a pretty good place
I would smile and just say
I did it with grace
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Posted: 6/10/2007 10:52:50 AM | No matter where I shall go
no matter what age I shall be
forever I carry
sweet memories
of grandma buying that first banana split
to that first Mother's day gift
baby's first steps are so precious in my mind
when I sit here quietly these are so easy to find
so many moments that I carry within
speak of my life and just where I've been
smiling I remember just yesterday putting up my first tent
almost with the wind away it might have went
looking back at these times of my life
I shall only try to remember the good never the strife
for forward into my future I forge ahead
taking these sweet memories with me in my head
new memories I shall create it's true
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Posted: 6/12/2007 10:21:13 AM |
Flowwwwwwing like a sunny day
coollllllllllllll breeze blows..........
my way
loving the feeling........feeling the scent
life is good.............
get a glimpse!
Smelllllllllllllll the gentle smell of summer
like you never smelt another.............
Laughhhhhhhhhhhhh and laugh like you are here!
Enjoy it more.........for it is realllllllllllllll!
Gaze upon the moon tonite............
speak to it..............
say something right..............
Ask the moon.........if all is well?
Wise old moon..................
knows very well!!!!!!!!!!
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Posted: 6/13/2007 9:52:16 AM | Today was special........but I had not known
until now almost at noon!
The day you came into this world
the day.....my life was made as well!
I am sorry , I have no place......
to go to see or greive your death
Simply know that in my heart!
this simple date does make me weep!
Had I simply forgotten.......no.........
kept it in my heart and soul...........
then to see the date , so clear
feeling I have lost the fear
knowing why I felt so lost
today........I simply wasnt right
Now I know the reason clear..........
Happy Birthday Dad.............
you are not here
Hoping in your heart you see
what I know , and what I see
Your grandson is excellent..........
off on his own!
He left me here.......to be his own man!
You would be so proud of him!
His life is good........and he is a winner!
Know of us , we are OK
Wishing you hugs.......on this speacial day!
june 13th........
Happy birthday.....Dad!
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Posted: 6/13/2007 10:21:10 AM | ^^^^^^^^^^^^ That gave me shivers....made me teary eyed....stop doing that will you? I am with you in spirit as you remember your dad today my friend, conjure up sweet memories of him......hold them to you tight. Father's Day is only a few days away....I suppouse it is truly fitting to maybe start remembering our dad's on here Jules?
My Daddy
I thank God
that he is still around
for him not to be
I would probably sink into the ground
my rock is what he is true
for his baby girl
there is nothing that man wouldn't do
blessed am I to have memories of him so sweet
to look at him and say
he's a man I find so neat
fishing on riverbanks as a kid
made me bait my own hook
proud to say that I did
just yesterday two of mine went on a fishing trip
poles needed re-stringing
so momma took them to grip
my son said to me "Grandpa taught you to do that"
I smiled at him with pride
my son you are right with that fact
a man of strength is my dear old dad
to have beside me in life
makes his little girl........very glad.
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Posted: 6/13/2007 11:40:38 AM | Thanks my sweet friend.....your words are special , know this , I grin!
Yess , I had almost forgotten....but something felt weird...and then it hit me! The date I really do not pay attention.....until I saw it here! It hit me! Has been so many years ago! And never forgotten but my tears did show.....today...for having forgotten! But I did remember! So I am not that rotten!
Remembering Saturdays....fishing with you.......
on the Big Darby Creek.....is where you loved to go!
I was simply a little tiny child.........
loving the thought of one day with you alone!
I hooked you with many hooks....and I cried.......
you smiled.....and cussed.....and said....try , try again!
I baited my hooks....thought I was really big!
You laughed and said....I was the Great fisherman!
Little ole bluegills , is all I ever caught!
But you made me feel like I was the queen of the lot!
Always threw them back.....I would say
"Daddy....to little.......they will be big someday!"
I enjoyed this more than you could ever know!
I gave my son......the love of fishing.....to me you had shown!
I am sorry.......you never got the pleasure to see......
how my big boy loves fishing ........as much as me!
He has all your tackle and rods and your reels
he uses them many.......some he keeps for he fears......
to ever lose them........he would lose a part of you!
He loved you dearly........I hope you always knew!
You were so sick.....when you visited us last.......
yet he talks about that visit , at christmas ....a blast!
we knew you that christmas, he loved his Grandpa
He holds you within his heart........
as I do , now your gone!
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Posted: 6/13/2007 12:17:30 PM |
He has all your tackle and rods and your reels
he uses them many.......some he keeps for he fears......
to ever lose them........he would lose a part of you
Awwww.........I'm sure your dad looks down with pride each time he sees your son using those rods....and parts the clouds to spill sunshine on him as he sits to fish.
My Daddy....more memories
A man of strength I can say
of these traits he always tried to pass my way
always looking to make extra money on the side
of hard work this man would not hide
I would travel with him in that bumpy old truck
a tree to cut down would be his luck
all day in that hot sun I would be the one loading this wood
showing Dad I could be strong like a boy ...just as good
wood would be sold to put food on the table
my dad was always thinking of keeping things stable
taught me that we must do what is needed to keep above board
thinking back then he would get 40 a chord
always these little odd jobs he would do
his supporting of his family always came to view
I never really cared where or how dirty I would get...with him I wanted to go
for what he had to teach me ...I always thirsted to know
such blue eyes would look into my soul
sending me power within...to always strive for my goals
a man that I can say that I am so very proud of ..........as a tear falls from my eye
always been my soul supporter.....never ever stopping to ask me why.......
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Posted: 6/13/2007 1:20:15 PM | my friend........yes....I have had a soulful day.....remembering one.....that I often choose to forget...not really....in heart....but in mind...and the times....we had alot of bad ones......and those do stand out!
This song..........always brought tears to my eyes........just thought I would place it here.......for today!!!!!!!!!!
~Luther Vandross~
~Dance with my Father~
Back when I was a child, before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then
spin me around 'till I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved
If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him
I'd play a song that would never , ever end
How I'd love , love , love
To dance with my father again
When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way, I would run from her to him
He'd make me laugh just to comfort me
Then finally make me do just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end
'Cause I'd love , love , love
To dance with my father again
Sometimes I'd listen outside her door
And I'd hear how my mother cried for him
I pray for her even more than me
I pray for her even more than me
I know I'm praying for much too much
But could you send back the only man she loved
I know you don't do it usually
But dear Lord she's dying
To dance with my father again
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Posted: 6/13/2007 7:43:07 PM | That is a powerful song my friend....add to the fact that Luther's voice gives it just the right mix. Very good choice, and I thank you for bringing up thoughts of dad's today....although your's has passed on, it is always good to remember them. As I have said before , my dad is my rock...the day that he passes will be a tough one for me.
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Posted: 6/14/2007 6:54:52 AM | That is a powerful song my friend....add to the fact that Luther's voice gives it just the right mix. Very good choice, and I thank you for bringing up thoughts of dad's today....although your's has passed on, it is always good to remember them. As I have said before , my dad is my rock...the day that he passes will be a tough one for me.
Yes my friend, it will be very tough, as you said he is your rock....and your strong one!
Another year has come and gone
So many years have done the same
Wondering if you watch from above
while we traveled so many things
Watching my son grow into a man
Graduation , was something grand
Watching as I cried and wept
feeling something special left
Hope you knew that on your day
my thoughts were for you only Dad
I may not do it every day
yesterday you made my heart
have thoughts to stay! | |
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Posted: 6/14/2007 4:55:15 PM | A little something for my son..........
He is such a deep deep song!!!!!!!!!!
I love the way he always says......."Ma is ok....just forget it!"
A smile from heaven ......that he has!
A hope of always.........just as bad!
He never sees the bad in things..........
he just smiles..........and says "oh well"
My boy is such a good , good sign
He is my heart........his heart is mine!
Never bad and never sad..........
He brings a smile........when all is sad!!!!!!!!!!!
Hoping in his life......he keeps
all his happiness...............no weeps
Love him more than sky , and stars.........
Hope he knows , just how much!@!@!@!@!@!@!@
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Posted: 6/19/2007 7:48:11 PM | Intuition
Natural wisdom
Wise in years
lessens fears
forgiveness easier
smiles easier
Life flows
and blows
Simplicity fastens
laughter enhanced
Mulitple pleasures
within many treasures
Love harder
yet smarter
Living easiest
giving with much more
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Posted: 6/19/2007 9:27:40 PM | I Remember How The World Was Born
I remember a time from before I was born. In fact, this memory comes from a very distant past; not only before I was born, but also again, and so on it goes. I remember a time so long ago that I cannot recall the years to a thousand. Before a year was a year. Before the earth was the earth.
The land was flatter than it is today. It had a dense quality. There was no such thing as fine sand. Everything was larger. The insects were flatter. The animals were stockier. It might be that it was a bigger planet altogether, but we did not have the knowledge of earth that we have today, so there is no way to tell. Come to think of it, I am not sure we even knew what a planet was. But I have a memory even before this.
And my form was so very different. I was a fire spirit. Or that’s the best that I can describe it. And I wonder if they have any place in the world today? I was not the only one, and there were other elements. Strange ones that I couldn’t name, as well as the ones we are familiar with today. Wind spirits. Earth spirits. Water spirits. But these, like myself, were the least. There were thousands of spirits. Gravel spirits. Tree sprits. Clay spirits. Iron spirits. There were sprits for every type of gem and crystal and all the natural elements of the world at that time. I do not know when it is that we began to give such importance to earth, wind, water, and fire, but I assure you it is a purely human invention and there are so countless a number of elements that surround us.
My memory begins like this. I was becoming, over and over and over again. And each time I came, my mind continued as though it were never gone. Like a flickering candle flame, I came and left and came again, but was still one being. And my brothers and sisters, the other fire spirits, they were conditioned the same.
Over time, the reality of my being became clearer and clearer. I could go for a longer time without sputtering out and coming back to life again. The longer I stayed conscious the longer my observations could be. I started to slowly understand the reality that I was surrounded by and noticed other elements aside from my own brothers and sisters.
I started to form my own language, in my mind; it was made up of pictures and images. But it was complex. Not the simple and refined symbolism that our children use today; where their mind turns a nose into a simple triangle. I had to remember each object as it was, and use it in my thought-language, until I created my own simplified version and willfully remembered that in its place. And none of my memories were of the five senses, but completely whole. Perhaps this is the way that all mind evolves.
What seemed like ages later, yet at the same time it was like no time passed at all, I started to learn in leaps and bounds. It was not so much like learning as it was like remembering. It was as though I already knew everything, but now my mind was feverishly working to create ‘everything’ in the form of language. It was a time when language was being invented. I was not the only being going through this process. I’m almost sure language has been invented many times before but this is my only recollection of it.
It was also a curious thing, how the subconscious mind gets created. It is not really subconscious, but super automatic. Pretend you had been doing the same job for a few hundred years, you would become so efficient at it that you forgot how you arrived at that point in the first place; you would just seem to do it automatically.
After my language had fully developed I was ready to speak with my brothers and sisters. And so it was that we started to speak amongst ourselves. But we already knew all that there was to know, because we were what we were, all the same, and one. I had always had a connection with them; we instantly knew each other, our own being. We were different, but all the same, we shared the same spirit, it is very hard to explain. And so we began to speak of the other elements, because they were not we. They were somehow, different. New. Exciting.
We knew OF the other elements, but never KNEW them because the other elements did not share our spirit. They shared some part of our makeup, but each element had its own spirit blend that was so unique it seemed alien to us, and to all but its own kind.
One day one of us – the fire spirits - became bold. We started to speak to the other elements themselves. Some of the other elements were afraid at first, but they must have been going through a similar process because the brave ones even began to approach us as well.
We were the first. I always remember that. Fire was the first. Though I am sure each element would be quick to tell you the same thing. But believe me on this point.
The more we talked to the other elements the more we wondered why we were not the same. We became so wrapped up in trying to understand the other elements that we used language almost non-stop for what seemed like hundreds of thousands of years. And the other elements did the same.
During that time all of the elements of existence began experimenting. We mixed ourselves with each other to see how we might fit together, to see if we could become the same, to try and understand each other better.
We created lava. We created rocks. We created plants. We created insects. We created great beasts and small. And still we did not understand.
After a while, it came to the point where we had used language so much, became so wrapped up in studying our creations, that we forgot how to recognize our own spirit. We forgot how to see the real world, the world before worlds and objects; the world without language. And we began to feel separate.
I started to feel like I was just one fire. As though all the other fire spirits were not the same spirit. It was a very difficult thing when all the elements began to succumb to the same illness.
It is here that my memory stops. But maybe you were there, long ago, and you can fill me in on what happened next?
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Posted: 6/20/2007 1:15:13 PM | Interesting write there, Trevor..........I am not that old....but what happened next.....I guess is up to us?
I remember the drive home............
all the way.....
crying
I knew what I had left
and why
It was simply the thought
that carried me home
I do not remember driving
although
remember crying
Finally home........I walked into the house
phone ringgggggggingggggggggggggggg
I nearly lost myself
knowing whom and what it was
I nearly could not pick up the phone
I did..............
cried some more.........
I will never forget that feeling
at that time
has never left me
I will carry it
the rest of my days
Simply mind in a river of haze
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Posted: 6/20/2007 2:06:53 PM | I remember when I was a lass
my father did love me, but thats in the past
Jules you are lucky to have had such a dad
you were blessed and lucky and thats never bad
My parents did part when I was a teen
my father remarried to a woman so mean
the wicked witch did ride again
she rode her broom in the world of men
once captured my father turned away
and never changed to his dying day
I never again got to see his smile
or to hear his voice for just a while
over 20 years I grieved for him
until his presence was like it had never been
then one day a phone call telling me
that he'd gone and there was no more chance to see
for the very first time I was allowed in his home
but he wasn't there, he'd gone, he'd flown
Wicked witch greeting me at the door
like nothing had happened, say no more
I saw in her eyes that she knew what she'd done
but it didn't matter, I lost, she won
I was his only daughter
but he let me go like fast running water
No good memories of my sire
no fondness, love or emotional fire
I've no respect for the man he was
what he did was bad, indeed it twas
But I'm strong, whats done is done
it can't be changed, like midday sun
no wallowing in the past
or pain is something that will always last
So shrug my shoulders, que sera sera
I am what I am, we are what we are
The wicked witch took my father away
but now she's alone with heart of clay
as for me, I still stand tall and proud
easily spotted in a crowd
head held high, no matter what
self respect I've surely got
I smile broadly every day
I laugh, I'm joyful, I sometimes play
no more time spent in sad regret
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Posted: 6/20/2007 2:15:24 PM | | Welcome, my dear friend! Missed ya! The last poem, was not about my father, simply my mothers death. I will say I do have memories , but none compared to my Ma. I know what you say...and my Dad had many women, not just one. I simply erased him from my life , for a long time. Was just his way. I understand exactly what you speak though. I am sorry , it was this way for you. Feel not alone...we have all been dealt hands we had to live. You are stronger for it.......as I am! hugs | |
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Posted: 6/20/2007 2:53:14 PM | | Exactly, what happened next is certainly up to us. ;D Thanks for having the patience to read it! | |
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