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Posted: 8/10/2008 7:48:11 PM | If I had a strong wind
I could send my gold-glowing friends
To perch on your shoulders
They could talk to you there
Tell you secrets
Secrets you already know
They could sleep in your breast pockets | |
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Posted: 8/12/2008 5:26:38 AM | | Om ^^^^^I think this may be my fav (among my other favs of yours)! | |
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Posted: 8/12/2008 6:16:55 AM | Msg 595…
but hell who am I?
To say I love?…sun-;{} no matter the apologist - am burned in a country…thank you for the remedy…
I’ll be accused for favoritism…wish you were my nepotism…gotta rhyme for the gods may discrimate against me….I adore all your “new” words…forgive me for I (have not read the “old”…some day some where…there’s a wizard/ress}
{oi too can make up an new word…I’ve lagged…got jetlagged…was that one “g”?} somewhere/somehow in oz…dying in a sunburnt country without YOU…I’m living with crocodile dundee instead…did I say I dream that you would write about me sometime?…I wear a lizard handbag (truth is it was my newest purchase…and ex laughs for he want’s to hand back the Kid gloves…if only he paid child support I might remedy his dream) and carry the crocodile with untoldable tears in nails///if only someone would pass me a file instead…meowwwwwwww…was that a purrrrrrrr?  I survived on my own and still do…there’s no recourse…I AM ME
Join me recklessly?
Before the moon wanes
There’s always another time
As I watch from a frozen mirror
it's a jealous Biatch off course
...where is the cause way and
where the hell is the my captain
I'm sailing off course
...look out a tidal wave is coming
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Posted: 8/12/2008 6:52:54 AM | excuse me...I left editting too late
I forgot to add...
...look out a tidal wave is coming
there's no sheets
and underwear is flapping in the wings
thank God my mama told me to wear new ones every day | |
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Posted: 8/12/2008 9:40:10 PM | because I said so
who are other people to tell us who we are,
held by chains of who we used to be?
my will and intent
to reinvent
belong to me
whomever I claim to be
a conscious key
unlocking past personae
evolution is on loan
you can ring the doorbell
and wonder who is home
you will have to greet me
just the same
I won't burn my house down
just to change my name
LS 8/13/08
Good to see you back! This was spawned from our convo..... | |
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Posted: 8/15/2008 3:49:27 PM | hey all
Thanks for popping in, leaving a poem. I appreciate your thoughts and comments...:)
I was hoping to have a poem ready, but naw, it ain't gonna happen. The week was busy...
anywayzzzz, Good to read ya!-see ya!
and , en afrique, is/was that you, Kev? nice name. thanks eh.
have a great weekend folks, you're in my thoughts..:) | |
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Posted: 8/16/2008 9:01:39 AM | Me, Myself, and I
I was born long after my twin brother.
They said I was five minutes later
but when I finally dropped into the tunnel,
I had already felt great relief from my back pain,
and slid out with ease,
arms by my side.
The world was ready for my silence.
I was quiet,
and have been that way ever since.
And now, when I sleep,
I spread my limbs across the sky
and sometimes I fall deep
into the ceiling .
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Posted: 8/16/2008 10:07:36 AM | yes, I like this one....a good reason to delay...... | |
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Posted: 8/16/2008 10:13:35 AM | hahahahahahahahahahahahaha :moo
edit: sorry om..
about forgot to leave a poem | |
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Posted: 8/16/2008 10:36:13 AM | it's ok, brawny, I often forget my leaf, too. ..lol
thanks brizo | |
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Posted: 8/16/2008 10:45:38 AM | Hi Om.
So good to see ya. I'll be checking in more now, I think.
lotus by lotus
reflections reach deep below
pond community | |
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Posted: 8/16/2008 11:22:37 AM | I wondered where all of the cute girls were
om stole 'em all
quit hoarding
I knew you were a pirate down deep
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Posted: 8/16/2008 12:53:32 PM | didn't want to drop this on the sidewalk...
And now, when I sleep,
I spread my limbs across the sky
and sometimes I fall deep
into the ceiling .
sweet stuff
evoked a childhood memory
we lay on the bunks
intent on that intersection
where the walls
and the ceiling
unite
we reach out with our souls
focused on that point
where all
and nothing
is right
we spin with the universe
swept away from the real
where angels
and demons
take flight
and we fly
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Posted: 8/16/2008 7:43:20 PM | I'm a bit late to this party Om but, I really do love these lines and of course, wish I had written them...
And now, when I sleep,
I spread my limbs across the sky
and sometimes I fall deep
into the ceiling . | |
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Posted: 8/16/2008 8:11:37 PM | Thundering hooves upon tightened chest
Winged chariots traverse uncharted streets
Gracefully hurdling all previous defeats
Driving towards ancient honorable quest
Windswept manes flutter, taken aback
Spirited devotions, qualms surcease
Reigns held tightly, given release
Mutual respect, appreciation intact
Pulse sporadic surges forth, a new beat
Quickened breath's escape moistened lips
Ecstatic sensations, enlivened fingertips
Contentment abounds among searing heat
~M~
 Hola! | |
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Posted: 8/17/2008 7:29:52 PM | hey all
roxy, you're back? cool, good to see ya. I was trying to find out what kind of poem that is. Closest I found was a 'Rondel'. Thanks for leaving that, swet.
cheers , Yokoh. hey, bm looks good in blue.
hey stresscookie, way-ta-go, glad you ran with it. I remember that corner, too. It was always a fight for top bunk, and the bottom...:/
thanks for sharing that.
brawny, they're all on your profile, dog. you gonna let them out?
hiya pensky, glad you dropped by with the ku. be seein' ya around, eh.
ok, I know I'll have to paste and repost in a second...what's up with that, Dog?
seems I can't do a thing without signing in every 3 minutes...:/
anyway, weekend's about to end..:/
have a great week, eh! | |
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Posted: 8/17/2008 9:20:22 PM | Footsteps laid down in a foggy mind
following a path from long ago
where will my mind go
where will the smokey wraiths end
in this journey of questions
Clarity is what I seek
but twisted thoughts keep me
on a path filled with uncertainty
Perhaps the sleep of death will free me
I try to cut myself deep
to bleed
out
but the red ribbons are the ties that bind
my mind revolts
insane thoughts bolt with freeflowing juices
and I lie down
close my eyes
try to die
but
cry instead. | |
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Posted: 8/18/2008 5:41:25 AM | | ^welcome, en Afrique. Thanks for sharing your poem. I think you've captured what many feel. well done. | |
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Posted: 8/18/2008 6:48:46 PM |
It was always a fight for top bunk, and the bottom...:/
yeah, just ain't the same from the floor... or a single bed
lucky me, only three of us went there together... and i was the oldest! haha... but enough reminiscing all over your thread... glad you got it
a stately tree
hunkered down
around the end of the pitch
silently watches the play
but, in the quiet of the night
- when no one could see
if they bothered to look -
you can hear it cheer | |
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Posted: 8/21/2008 6:58:12 PM | Sexgoddess
Most angels
depend
on their
light
but you
turn
yours
to silk | |
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Posted: 8/21/2008 7:57:09 PM | Dare I peep in?
Gee, that last one..........
masterpiece.
Gosh sometimes something gets written in the pond that's worth a million and immortality.
Sometimes you just have to wonder whats to come of the fortune. The answer is simply to read and be enriched. The answer.............this minute.........while no one is counting. | |
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Posted: 8/21/2008 8:45:27 PM | ^ah, wise works, pensky.
and thanks eh.
and nice little image, stresscookie!
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