| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/22/2008 5:56:32 PM | that isn't what it seems
while she rocks back and forth
on her knees
tho I love a good tease
she knows I'm sayin please
how dare she
when she knows it's hot
love a strawberry popsicle like that.
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what can I say?, I'm jealous. | |
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Joined: 10/18/2004
Msg: 2527 | |
| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/22/2008 6:06:19 PM | what can I say.......... I'm jealous
or perhaps I'm not
planes are such a pain
never find the cosy spot
beleagured ears on landing
screaming kids behind
I prefer my waterfalls
easier on my mind
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/22/2008 6:18:57 PM | easier on my mind
to gently switch to swaying rhyme
daydreams dance and angels sway
when all these words fall as they may
a soft lush place to rest eternal
hot summer's day, Dante's Inferno
Tesla's inside cooking steaks
I like mine raw, cross grills intact. | |
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longte
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Joined: 10/18/2004
Msg: 2529 | |
| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/22/2008 6:33:47 PM | I like mine raw, cross grills intact
much like roadkill stew
as maggots can be good for you
sliding down digestive tract
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/22/2008 6:38:39 PM | sliding down digestive tract
sushi for me please
fresh and cool and clean
wasabi, soy sauce
and miso soup
with a little saki
oh yummmm
now we're talking | |
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longte
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Joined: 10/18/2004
Msg: 2531 | |
| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/22/2008 6:43:21 PM | now we're talking
as we're stalking
something for the pleasing
can we find her
such reminder
apetites demand releasing
take the whip
in subtle grip
find dark desire easing
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/22/2008 7:29:27 PM | find dark desire easing
baby, you know i love the teasing
find it quite pleasing
so give me that whip
and none of your lip
let's go on a trip
of fantasy of fun
now that it's begun
let's play til sunrise!! | |
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longte
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Joined: 10/18/2004
Msg: 2533 | |
| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/22/2008 7:36:01 PM | let's play til sunrise!!
though I'd enjoy the ride
it comes as no surprise
I must catch the tide
for coral reef awaits
diving into blue
so my leave I must partake
and leave all this to you
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/23/2008 4:16:52 AM | and leave all this to you
to do with what you will
tattered pieces of life torn
from daily doses of misery
doled out in bulk some days
making it hard to reach happiness
on those days when calm prevails
longing for serenity to be the norm
as fitful sleep turns to dreams | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/23/2008 6:57:46 AM | as fitfull sleep turns to dreams
i walk through fields and fields
of flowers
no stream
such beautiful sights to behold
coming up from the hollow
the flowers baring more leaves,
colors
bold
as breathtaking as it may be
in my dreams, too,
I wander
thirsty
and
starving for the river | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/23/2008 1:52:21 PM | starving for the river
the giver
green green river
flowing high in the deep dark night
starving for the river
in the party night
she takes him deep
in the darkest of night
no air to grasp
the sacrifice taken
a spring ritual each year
in the moon lite night | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/23/2008 3:45:44 PM | in the moon lite night
stars twinkle in tandom
meteor shower waiting
crickets chirping proudly
carrying thier voices forth
dreams painting the sky
voices richocheting
echos in the night | |
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Posted: 6/23/2008 5:26:05 PM | echoes in the night
transgressions reverberating
off the walls of the cathartic tunnel of time
listening to faint sound of escaped pleas
harmonize with the wind
blowing me back home
thru smokey waves | |
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Posted: 6/23/2008 7:58:57 PM | silenced by the smokey waves
the fog rolls in
and the mind shakes
off its lethargy
awkwardly as a fledgling
thoughts careen to the surface
gulping for air
starvation for the wisps of sunlight
the fragrant blossoms and new leaves
from the underground to the path of clarity. | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/23/2008 8:26:25 PM | from the underground to the path of clarity
oysters forgiving their pearls of destiny
rising into the mystery the harness thrown clear
raging against the tide with all you hold dear
for in the moment that second of rush
the world becomes quiet a latent hush
strength and wisdom come together at last
living life to the fullest parting with the past | |
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Posted: 6/23/2008 8:31:56 PM | living life to the fullest parting with the past
at last
weaned from the milk
devouring the meat
i didn't turn my back
i just opened my eyes...and didn't retreat
wool removed
although that itch still remains
i am thirst
I remove the limits
and hear you speaking
clearly
again | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/23/2008 9:12:41 PM | And hear you speaking clearly again
From out of a dream I knew you
Would understand
I remember how much you loved George Carlin
And those late night comedy hours
When all were in bed
We were kids back then
And it was nice to have a big brother
To watch over me
How diligently you worked
At expanding my world
You wanted me to be your legacy
But how could I?
I stopped the day you passed on
Your voice no longer guided me
From book to book
Idea to idea
On nights like this with the crickets
Gently singing in the trees
I feel your presence
And know that where ever you abide
There are a great many good people
Who have joined you
In the comedy club in heaven. | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/23/2008 11:52:56 PM | In the comedy club in heaven
save me a front row seat
and after each show
let me meet old friends
who made me laugh and cry
in a green room overflowing
with evergreens | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/24/2008 9:28:16 AM | With Evergreens
Needles cascade to denote the seasons
Floating freely without any reasons
Going out on a limb to catch the wind
Never truly missing what might have been
With Evergreens
The chance to fly whilst standing still
To soar high despite well rooted will
To risk more than most will understand
Never knowing nor caring where they might land
With Evergreens
Freedom is that which the wind brings | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/24/2008 10:00:52 AM | Freedom is that which the wind brings
The melody of the birds in the air....
Its the dance of the trees in a soft summer breeze...
Its living and breathing without care...
Freedom is captured in the moment....
As the past is put far behind....
With trust and faith , its a step in the now
as the truth which makes free I find... | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/24/2008 10:04:16 AM | Freedom is that which the wind brings
travel to the sacred spring
Taste the water cold and bright
ready now for winged flight
Over the rocky shore
travel we alone no more
but accompany me if you can
wildly into Summer's land | |
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Posted: 6/25/2008 12:26:07 AM | Wildly into Summer's land
The sun burns
Sending the eclipse
As the world turns
The shadows of fear exposed
On my knees
I see the flickering of lights
Finally vision is restored
Doubt creeps in
…are you playing with me?
Imminent winter is ignored
As you hold out your hand
I’ll always be warm
The heart defers seasons
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longte
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Joined: 10/18/2004
Msg: 2549 | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/26/2008 4:19:59 PM | to help the itching halt
abetting sensual assault
it's in the blood
the fox, the stud
the moon has lit you raving
and you are swollen, craving
just trembling on the brink
too physical to think
you skin turned inside out
by what they've brought about
with just one smoldering look
a never failing hook
so shiver if you must
as you succumb to lust
your pulse leaps to their hand
as if it's by command
oh in your pleasure drown
and lay you softly down | |
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