| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/16/2008 8:12:01 PM | Ask for me anytime
always I care
my presence is with you
and I will be there
you are never alone
or distanced by miles
when I think of you
I can't help but smile | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/16/2008 8:24:08 PM | Ask for me anytime
I shall beckon my haste beyond the norm
Call upon me day or night
For comfort shall I deliver during the storm
Ask of me...Anything
No fear in sight
No hatred bear right
No unknown unbenounced
Ask away and you will see
What it could become to be
Old ways shall once more stand announced | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/16/2008 8:51:10 PM | Old ways shall once more stand announced
strength untold coming to lift you
carrying you when life kicks your legs
out from under you
praising God
respecting karma in its own
magic abounds
talking trees make not a sound | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/16/2008 10:19:28 PM | Talking Trees make not a sound
Nor does the Hillock that winds all around
The Streams no longer wish to babble
Although fickle Falls seem wont to dabble
In something other than passe falling
Though perpetual rising they deem appalling
The Prairie pauses to ponder proudly
Remembering when Bison thundered loudly
In herds they heard that staccato song
That drove them home where they belong
A time the trees no longer speak of
Yet past indiscretions shall always reek of | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/17/2008 1:56:25 AM | indiscretions shall always reek
of thoughtlessness and guilt
incidents which you regret
are not so easy to forget
and as days pass
your strength returns
and all is clear and still
you wonder how you had the will
many incidents in isolation
incur swift judgement: condemnation
but at the end when life is done
and the whole picture can be seen
it may be that you will see
all was just as it should be | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/17/2008 6:04:55 AM | All, was, just, as it should be
The rocky road
in the Ice Cream
Bits'n pieces of loveliness
blended together by the machine
top'd off with a cherry!!!!
Take'n a slow bite and lick'n the spoon
Enjoying the time to savor the taste... | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/17/2008 6:41:52 AM | Enjoying the time to savor the taste
Sure feels nice without your head
for you are always my sliver screen
should you be honest
I’ll leave you alone
…now I run with sirens behind me
I reached the dream before
YOU…oh no darling
was it worth it I ran on my own
nodding I reached heaven
now I search for you
again
sirens haunting from the woman who loved you  | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/17/2008 7:57:57 AM | sirens haunting from the woman who loved you
speaking with the voice of the departed
this from the one who
is off alone and broken hearted
the wrinkles set deep in his skin
the mind slow and clouded
the graying whiskers stand on his chin
and a whole lifetime of memory shrouded
love lasts ,love lost,love was his sin | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/17/2008 8:15:58 AM | love last, love lost, love was his sin
there is no beginning and no end
watching a life slowly fading
wondering 'bout the clouds shading
a life well lived, a live well spent
here it comes, there it went
as i hold the hand with little life left
in my heart the love is set | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/17/2008 8:37:50 AM | Awwwwwww Rose........love ya!!!
In my heart the love is set
Upon going forward even after you've left
I'll look down to see the pearls
on the string bound, secure
Breathing your breath you've pass'd
Unto Me
Grasp I will your hand til Heaven may call
Bless'd to have you deep within me... | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/17/2008 1:18:04 PM | Bless'd to have you deep within me
while lying here unconscious
its hard to imagine what could be
without these dumb paunches
Now that steady hand and keen eye
you share for tripple time favours
will cut and paste that excess waste
not very many people savour
lypo could have done the job
for maybe a few months time
but stapling up the ole pie hole
will keep this weight in line
some may think its close to a sin
to cosmeticly alter your shape
but isn't that realy a bit like
making a raisin from a grape | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/17/2008 1:41:43 PM | making a raisin from a grape
is a natural sort of thing
but cosmetically altering my body?
honey, now that's a sting..
for in my mind whats really true
is the spirit that abounds
you want my body altered??
see ya..don't even be around!!
(clever there throb...but i think ya touched a nerve!!!) | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/17/2008 7:41:57 PM | See ya..don't even be around
When I've had my nip and tuck
I'll be seeking a kinder person
Who's wanting a real good . . time
My love handles augmenting my boobs
You wouldn't have to be a genius
To work out where your own should go
To give you an enormous . . set of biceps | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/18/2008 12:21:26 PM | To give you an enormous set of biceps
I am gonna use my triceps
to lift the syringe
and go on a binge
but there will be no grandchildren
so mom wepts
Or you could choose to reject the aesthetic
and choose to be less pathetic
to live not just on the surface
to bring life into focus
and find a true purpose
to be just a bit less cosmetic | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/18/2008 1:10:11 PM | to be just a bit less cosmetic
rather than Dorian Gray
reading into people's souls
thier truth not clear from outside in
gleaning the obvious
seeing do i
not beauty outside
but underneath...a friend
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/18/2008 7:05:48 PM | but underneath...a friend
but they say fair is fair
What's this about turn about
would you let a new friemd
A chance to get on top. | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/18/2008 9:26:56 PM | a chance to get on top
when i'm feeling down
baby don't you stop
i love to hear your sound
to escape into your arms
when i'm feeling sad
does me no harm
makes me mighty glad.. | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/19/2008 2:26:13 AM | makes me mighty glad
to ride this forum train
negotiating shared ideas
arriving safe again
my time is always well spent
reading postings here
where thoughts grow and blend
with friends always near | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/19/2008 3:24:32 AM | with friends always near
in spirit and mind
holding them so dear
and having a good time
who would have thunk
this virtual place would be
a place to get me outta funk...and
set my thoughts free | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/19/2008 9:32:54 AM | Set my thoughts free
Allow my spirit to ascend
Ever upwards on gilded wings
A Heavenly winds gusts amorously
Caressing my overstimulated senses
Carnally comforting me continuously
Albeit over eager with zealous intent
The surreptitiously subtle context
Lost amidst meandering melodrama
Forsaken is reality if only but for a moment
My thoughts are free as they are my own
My spirit ascends despite melting wings
The heights of ecstasy achieved
Well worth the inevitable fall from grace | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/19/2008 9:58:51 AM | well worth the inevitable fall from grace
a state of rapture sweet tear laced
to the clouds reaches the hand of fate
a billowy presence aver staid never late
tasks unfinished in the game of life
riddled with uncertainty covered by strife
a flip of a coin a tactile destiny
wings of change shadowed mystery
another time another place sets the sun
where Mecca awaits when the day is done | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/19/2008 11:18:25 AM | Where Mecca awaits when the day is done
means something different to everyone
is it a mountain, a sunset, a lover's caress
or a feeling inside without duress
Is it a benevolent being trying to answer all prayers
woefully overworked and beginning not to care
who do you bow down to, do you give thanks to Gods
for being here against all odds
Hard not to be thankful for the here and now
but a faith in the unknown strikes me somehow
as wishful wanting for an eternal promise
even one of the twelve was a doubting Thomas
Does science replace the need for a saviour
is religion a prerequisite to moral behavior
is it fear of death and leaving no trace
that has us seeking heaven's embrace
If we had all the answers life would be dull
so what good does it do us to debate and mull
where we came from and where we are going
just live for the now and keep it flowing | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/19/2008 11:47:55 AM | just live for now and keep it flowing
breeze in your hair
-never knowing-
-where you're going-
but know where you've been
know where you'll revisit
and where "you're never going back to again"
learn
go
free
flow
the wind blows
and so do some of those places
and faces
but some bring a smile
hang around for a while | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/19/2008 11:58:24 AM | hang around for awhile
like a picture on a wall
a Mona Lisa smile
til the rocky mountains fall
when the sun no longer shines
when the globe no longer spins
when no one yet opines
still the Mona lisa grins
like a picture on a wall | |
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| First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 5/19/2008 12:16:52 PM | like a picture on a wall
I may break when I fall
but re-framed
a new "look" gained
better than before
if not
they make more
to choose from
you win some - you lose some
like a picture on a wall
just hangin around
hopin' I don't fall down
just enjoying the view,
the frame,
and you | |
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