| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/29/2009 7:34:38 PM | I wouldn't trade my pain for elation
unless I could do it without starting a fixation
or turning to another form of intoxication
like a new person who attracts my fascination
but elation I'd welcome as a natural creation
as it so often happens during times of relaxation
or when something magical captures my imagination
like today watching a tiny hummingbird in action | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/29/2009 7:52:36 PM | like today watching a tiny hummingbird in action
remembering my camera was in the house
knowing any movement from me at all
would send him flying to another feeder in the neighborhood.
No, wasn't going to chance that.
I'll try to keep in my memory
this moment in time
Giving thanks for all blessings. | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/29/2009 8:19:24 PM | Giving thanks for all blessings,
Even those I don't understand,
Are for my good and yours,
I'll keep smiling,
And my chin up,
Surely Goodness and Mercy shall follow me,
All the days of my life,
He said they would. | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/29/2009 11:46:39 PM | He said they would
If they could
but they hid
and no one did
Time stood still
We called it will
Ours, not his
But it is
And it remains
Exceeding pains
For is was said
to Believe what was read
No one heard with heart
The light that was a part
Of the Miracle
Of us all | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/30/2009 5:33:30 AM | Come on honey, you need to get laid
not played
you taste too sweet
to play
so I say and I pray
My baby stay close
to the way
never stray
I praise the Lord today
For all the gifts
that come my way | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/30/2009 6:12:42 AM | that come my way
so I will have to say
frolic, run free play
free range females
after all they taste better don't they
that is what 5 out of 5 cooks say
free bird, free spirit dance the dance of song
so play, prance run free just not to long
eat drink and be merry, fill yourself with all you need
just come to me to flower your seed
free range females
I am your mighty Steed | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/30/2009 7:28:29 AM | I am your mighty steed
I am stone on a mount
Iam a willowy reed
I am one you can count
I am a river
I am a quiet place
a taker and a giver
a smile on a child's face
I am crooked ,I am straight
sometimes early sometimes late
I am not morning or night
often wrong,frequently right
I am homeless,or maybe rich
I am a sore,I am an itch
I am someone you can't see
I am love or envy
I am fat,I am thin
this is an end,where to begin | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/30/2009 7:57:00 AM | this is an end, where to begin
my only friend / climb up and out
the end / the dust bin
compost / recycling
lines / circles
seems the ends
cycle leaving me
alone
(this was supposed to look like 2 poems converging; guess that didnt work!)
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/30/2009 8:24:02 AM | alone
all one
just add an 'l'
to become a divine lesson....
a spiritual truth
many have written
so easy to get smitten
with natural fascination....
until the test comes
and then you get to see
is there truth to unity? and
can you really love unconditionally? | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/30/2009 8:29:37 AM | can you really love unconditionally?
without expectations and thought?
love with an open heart?
putting aside what you've sought?
simply love the beauty that lies deep within
open you heart and let the sun shine in | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/30/2009 8:39:36 AM | open your heart and let the sun shine in
no matter what else is outside trying to get in...
approaching or reproaching....
no matter what is inside you encroaching
on your peace and tranquility....
no matter what the energy
internally or externally....
remember the truth of our humanity....
that within us is a higher love and purpose
that accepts each one of us unconditionally | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/30/2009 2:48:06 PM | that accepts each one of us unconditionally
gods, dogs, alcoholics
there aint that much that is unconditional
self preservation sort of matters
suffering is unconditional
sucking it up is a lie
theres nothing left to give
that i aint gave already
i dont know shit about peace
i can take it or leave it
its all ok, i can live with myself
though
the dogma still pisses me off | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/30/2009 9:08:48 PM | Then take me with all of my quirks
I've been a saint ... I've been a jerk
each and everyone, could say the same thing
who is the winner at the end of the game?
Better hope it's you
and me
and Bobby Magee
He's in the tree watching | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/31/2009 9:25:35 AM | He's in the tree watching the world
above and below
everything moves constantly
its a marvel at its worst
the best is when he can empathize
see it from another`s eye
touch the sky on the wing
sing something unknown before
as the score erupts
abruptly shaking the branch
in advance of
the chance of
finding a whole new world
amazing grace unfurled
toes curled in laughter
elation
love
its these moments of unselfish wonder
revealing the purpose of life
live and let live
respect what they give and take
create your own space
it really is free
outside of the cost of time
that being only in your mind
we should always remember what we entered this world with
that very same thing we shall take as we leave
all else is only here for a mysterious moment
to love or hate
to admire or berate
to show and tell
to stink or smell
perception and attitude make it all what it is
whatever that be
you can`t take it with you
so up in that tree he enjoys for free
a world that is passing bye | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/31/2009 9:51:08 AM | a world that is passing bye
can be seen so close
or with our eagle's eye
magnifying and focusing
from right down under our skin
to flying so high up in the sky
it's all 'perception and attitude'
so give ourselves some latitude
and extra understanding
if things seem so demanding
'cuz when it looks like rough terrain
maybe we're all travelling the same train | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/31/2009 9:51:15 AM | A world that is passing bye
like a marching band in some grand parade
a hand to my heart and a tear in my eye
ruining the dreams and plans I once made
A world that is passing by,never takes a second look
at the forlorn veterans who cringe at loud noises
the torn out pages of a long forgotten book
from their voices and history of choices
red,white ,and blue,sometimes I do | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/31/2009 1:37:21 PM | maybe we're all travelling the same train without a cape
let's fly bye in the rain with a hold on your nape
peeling a grape under orders of the boss
heads or tails gets lost in the toss
moss keeps growing despite the stone
rolling along that high wire alone
moan and groan from whatever agravates
the texture of the loan is beyond second rate
as rock in the country slowly crumbles to dust
tracks under this train's wheels continue to rust | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/31/2009 2:02:32 PM | tracks under this train's wheels continue to rust
riot axe read by lost lovers, its throw down or bust
on the road again sucking up air as i must
for despite your suggestion, i'll keep breathing
and the moss keeps growing despite the stone
and the river is flowing despite the bird flown
there is nothing to pray for, for i wont piss and moan
i still love you as you sit there seething | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/31/2009 9:43:17 PM | Then love is the richest schooner in a sea of must
Time to lay anchor on this old boat filled with rust
Lay anchor and sail on for a new day
Let go of the anger, hurt and dismay
So many of these pirates at sea
Some that will swear they will love you into eternity
Deception is the wind, Lust is the lie,
All pirates say they'll sail with you till die
Remember my friend to take of that patch
We will need better vision this time to find our match
With a arrgg arrg hevvee ho... set sail and watch ye go
Follow the Leeward .... make it so...
So I turn starboard and spit in the wind
Let go of the past what’s bin has bin
Set sail on this blue moonlight night
Wake up tomorrow with new horizons in sight | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/1/2009 12:39:29 AM | Wake up tomorrow with new horizons in sight
see past the storm that's on it's way
threating to capsize the boat
see past the rust crusted hull
have faith it will all somehow hold together
destiny is on the other side
there is no map to follow | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/1/2009 4:07:29 AM | there is no map to follow
especially when life feels hollow
so change your mind
and change your tune
know it's all in your head
how full is your moon? | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/1/2009 3:38:34 PM | were left at the pub in a frosted glass
the dregs of the last barfly
the last of the the whiskey flask
suicide by bottle neon beckons them to die
little by little but it's okay
lose your inhibitions have a good time
but in the end who must pay
drunkeness isn't a crime
tell that to the child whose parents crashed
tell that to the widower or widow
lets all get smashed
Don't drink and drive ;ditto sponsored by MADD | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/1/2009 7:25:09 PM | Don't drink and drive ; sponsored by MADD
no stink as you slide ; sponsored by Glad
we have bags for that local hill
don't be playing on those pills
okay for the blue ones if its at home
a late night rendevous
could be even alone
maybe a nine hundred friend
there on the phone
helps pretend
your bad to the bone | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 6/2/2009 5:42:29 AM | your bad to the bone
who was it they thought they were dealing with?
Pushover girl up San Fran way?
Showed them your streetsmarts
saved your a** from being robbed
and possible rape victim
It's that look in your eye .. ya know?
The one that say's
"Make my day you filthy pig!" | |
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