| Are you strong enough to grow
Posted: 1/15/2009 9:58:02 AM | I've gotten to play guitar for a little bit over the past couple of days .... and it has definitely felt pretty good ... except for my thumb. But a blister is the price to pay for playing without a pick .... but it always produces a much warmer sound than playing with a pick. Anyways, while playing this popped into my head.
If tomorrow you awoke and looked
And I was nowhere to be found
And all my existence was wiped away
And there was no sight or sound
Would your life be the same
If we had never met
And if I were nowhere to be found
Would you have any regrets
Without me in your life
Would your life still be the same
And would your life be like it is
If a different path you came
Do I stand in you way
Of the life that you have dreamed
Or if you saw me walking out your life
Would you try to stop me with a scream
If I stand in your way
I will walk out like a man
I'll accept life as it is
If I'm not the one that's in your plans
Tell me what it takes
If you need to go
I love you enough for you not to hurt
I hope that you do know
It might not be easy
But I will be okay
And if you need for me to go
I will walk out it today
And if you need to hate me
If it helps you on your way
And if it helps you to find a smile and love
Then hate me 'til your final day
For there's one thing certain
And one thing that is true
I love you enough to say goodbye
If that's what you need for me to do | |
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Posted: 1/15/2009 10:07:15 AM | That was some thought........lol, I think you should play the naked thumb all the time if that's the result........lol (The blister will callus over and probably add a unique sound to your tunes??!!!!)
It is never a Good---Bye
It is a Hello, everytime, to where life needs to go!! | |
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| Are you strong enough to bleed ... and love
Posted: 1/16/2009 5:32:30 AM | Thanks for dropping by Hammie and sharing your words .... I hope that everything is going great for you all. Yep ... I'm already working on that callous now... LOL LOL But it will fit in the rest of the scrapes, bruises, burns, and cuts on my hands. LOL LOL LOL Oh ... the price of manhood. LOL LOL LOL Hope you have a great day Hammie and that you'll feel welcomed back.
There's a feeling that I get from her
That takes me back to a special place
That as a child ... I could only find in times of need
A place of oneness ... at times numbness ... against the troubles of the day
But a feeling of warmth ... like a perfect family
Even if just an illusion of the mind
But inside that comfort I did find
What in life I wished to know
And it was her the entire time
... it was always her | |
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Posted: 1/17/2009 11:42:48 AM | **** Another one to blame on the guitar. LOL LOL LOL ****
"Inspired by ... "
In my dreams I run to you
And you are there .... all night through
Don't you know .... I love you girl
Don't you know that I love you girl
In your voice I know what's true
And I know you love me too
Don't you know I love you girl
And I know that you love me girl
As days go by my love won't fade
You're my eternal sunshine without shade
Don't you know .... I love you girl
Don't you know that I love you girl
My heart knows no limit ... more love in store
Together we can knock down any door
Don't you know I love you so
And, girl, my love will always show | |
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Posted: 1/18/2009 11:14:49 AM | "True love and the morning sun"
The heat of her body as it is pressed against mine
The smell of her hair as it touches my nose
The taste of her flesh as my lips rests against her neck
The feel of her breast as my arms are wrapped around her
The urgency felt as her tush is pressed against my manhood
The shadows on her face as the morning sun rises
And I watch her as she's sleeping
Admiring all that she is
And loving her with all of my heart and soul | |
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Posted: 1/18/2009 12:07:39 PM | ^^^ that's a wonderful sentiment. It's nice to be in that sort of situation where you are compelled to write things like that...very nice. Thanks for stirring the soul just a bit!
But a blister is the price to pay for playing without a pick
Maybe try some flat wound strings next time you change them, give your thumb a little time to get used to the strings...just a thought...rock on!
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Posted: 1/18/2009 12:09:57 PM | wow...no doubt that you've captured that moment quite well....those moments are priceless.....beautiful daaahling....(lol..changin' up the darlin' just a bit...lol)
edit post: hey...nothin2it...i can't message you 'cause i'm too young..dangit....i meant to tell you that the other day... | |
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| Are you strong enough to bleed ... and love
Posted: 1/18/2009 2:50:37 PM | As I sit contemplating..... life.. love and what is to come.
While my heart pines for true love to finally come along.
Lovelorn ... this heart wrenching pain seems to linger on.
Long after the days since you have been gone.
Is it fear of being alone...empty...missing the one I hold most dear.
Or is it this bleeding ... heart that is overflowing with fear.
Can love be born anew ... was I wrong to .. imagine that you were the one.
Created perfection .. especially for me... now I'm left here only to bleed.
Love lies bleeding strewn across the floor.
Will love come again will my rampaged heart ever sore.
To heights of passion... butterflies jumping within.
Electric sparks of sensual expression at the touch of someone's skin.
Will my prose be given to another in the same way.
Will I tickle a soul like a feather within.
Will I trust another in Love even after being bitten
When love comes along will I know where to begin?
Will my heart ever love again .... Maybe some day. | |
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Posted: 1/18/2009 4:57:44 PM | When I call out to you
I don't mean to bring you to me
I don't mean to say I want you
I don't mean to hurt you
I mean to tell you
"I forgive you"
you can't keep me
I'm like a bird on a branch
See me stretch my wing
Soon it will be healed
Soon I will fly
You cannot keep me | |
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Posted: 1/18/2009 5:55:57 PM | One day I set a sparrow free,
to fly and sing alone;
perhaps it only flew from me
so young, and yet full grown.
It sang its song, a lullaby;
perhaps I fell to sleep,
so sad to only see it fly
into the forest deep.
I was made to walk the earth,
my body bound to dust;
no wings I've found provide my berth
to flight that I can trust.
I listen for that lullaby
as through the woods I go;
sometimes I hear, and breathe a sigh
for music that I know. | |
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Posted: 1/18/2009 7:57:51 PM | hope you don't mind me cutting in on your thread
I promise to stay on topic
I have loved several men
And been loved
But never been truly loved
Never been kept
Never wanted to keep
But I remember them all
I’ve been bleeding for years
I’m an emotional cutter
I think of him from time to time
I see his eyes before me
Blue
His smile
He is glad to see me
His questioning look
Do you love me
Will you hurt me
I can’t remember his laugh
But I remember his voice
His quick wit
His smart azz answers
I can’t remember his touch
But I remember his kiss
Fevered and Fumbling
Then
Wet and Powerful
Sliding down my neck
Oh baby,
I think of him from time to time
And my toes curl up | |
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Posted: 1/19/2009 5:13:17 AM | Nothin2it .... Welcome to the thread. Thanks for sharing your words and advice. I will have to try the flat-wound strings next time ... thanks. I enjoyed reading your poem and kinda in my mind as I re-read it ... I had the image of a little bluesy bluegrass playing in the background. Thanks for posting it. I hope you'll feel welcomed back again. JD
Ash ... Simply maahvalous for you to drop by daahling .... LOL LOL LOL ... Thanks for sharing your words. I am glad to have been able to have captured the moment effectively ... and truthfully, it is really one of the most special memories I will have in life ... for I was so fortunate as to have experienced it. It is truly a wonderful feeling. I hope that you'll feel welcomed back again. JD
Gavein ... Thanks for dropping by and sharing your poem. I enjoyed reading it ... thanks for posting it ... and of course, welcome to the thread. As I read your words, I had many thoughts to my life and when I questioned many of the same things ... but I have learned that often through the most innocent of events ... that sometimes extraordinary things happen. I hope you'll feel welcomed back again. JD
christian_gal ... Thanks for dropping by and sharing your words. I enjoyed reading your poems and do suspect there are millions, myself included, I must confess, that would love to have the kind of effect on someone where their toes curled thinking about us. That was such an awesome line to include in your poem. I do hope that you will feel totally at ease to post any type of poem that you wish .... there is no set topic .... and please do not feel that you are cutting in ... I honestly and truthfully enjoy people dropping by and sharing their words and comments ... and I would feel just terrible if anyone ever felt disrespected by me or that I did not appreciate the time that someone took to post on this thread. By all means, please do feel more than welcomed to post any type of poem that you wish ... the same goes for anyone that reads these words. I hope you'll feel welcomed back to share your words again. JD
I was eighteen and working as a dishwasher at a steakhouse
She was twenty-two and a waitress
Long brown hair and dark brown eyes
And yes I did kinda like her
The lights were dimmed in the back dining room
And there she was ... sitting alone at the table ... eating
I walked over to talk to her for a minute ... sat down
And as usual we both made eye contact
And she asked me
If I wanted to share some hot meat with her
And we shared a look of lust and passion
That if it had been a fire it would have burned the city down
And we just glared uninterrupted into each other's eyes
For what seemed an eternity
And literally was about twenty seconds
And with each passing second
I was ignited once again
We both were
I finally smiled and said yes
And she gave me a bite of her beef tips that were smothered in mushroom gravy
I gave her a thank you and went to the bathroom for about twenty minutes
Before going back to work | |
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| Are you strong enough to bleed ... and love
Posted: 1/20/2009 7:41:39 AM | Hot thoughts alloud, inside, while the ice box outside, stays cold........lol:
Fan swirling gentle breeze
candles luminating scene
sweat droplets forming 'pon breast
as the excitment comes to rush
blood pumps his beading head
rising into the occasion
leaning passionate grips
of hands coupling the fever'd spined back
whispering luxurious promises within the nights silence
Love, Making, summertime never end
there in the heart, where, winter has set in!!
(Um, Just going with the "Heated" flow from up there..........lol Ya'All are some passionate peoples!!!)
Love You, hugs and kisses | |
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Posted: 1/20/2009 4:54:57 PM | Well Mr Different, your poems still make some interesting reading, and I'm glad you do have a following to admire and enjoy your work
So I thought I'd say hello once more and leave a few words of my own for your enjoyment, and other visitors and readers of this thread
7289
Embracing an Empty Hollow
18 January 2009
Leaving was an empty hollow,
to seek out from below
To love and be loved,
a love to in truth and trust grow
But without freedom,
void of communication and touch
There was no morrow to befriend,
only the day such love never began
Time in tolerance,
respect gifted, yet not earned
Was this love, a man to woman embrace,
dark shadows, hunger and regret
So will the sun shine once more,
or was this emptiness more of the same
The moment time looked truth in the eye,
to love and be loved, if only brief
© 1995-2009 Christopher W Herbert
(a New Zealand Poet)
All Rights Reserved
a poet who cares | |
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Posted: 1/20/2009 8:37:20 PM | Hamazing ... Thanks for dropping by and sharing your comments ... It is always good to have passion in and for life ... so often it shines through in so many different areas. Hope all is well and that you'll feel welcomed back again. Love and best wishes to you and your crew ... LOL LOL ... JD
Christopher ... Thanks for your words and for dropping by and sharing your poem. I enjoyed reading it. I truly do feel fortunate for all that stops by to read my poetic offerings and always am honored shall anyone enjoy my attempts at poetry. Hope you'll feel welcomed back. JD
Those hot moments
Yah, those hot moments
The ones shared between lovers
The intensity of the moment
The ones that wake you in the middle of the night
Aching just to touch and be touched
To relive
To feel those hands upon you
To feel those lips upon the flesh
The tongue exploring and bringing pleasure
The feel of teeth as they bring that feeling
Indescribable, both pleasurable and a tinge that is disturbing to the senses
In the dead of night
When no one is awake
And no one else knows
I awake
Breathless
Calling your name
And sometimes I wonder
Do you miss me, too | |
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Posted: 1/21/2009 8:25:42 PM | Sometimes it feels I'll go insane
'Cause there's just no way to ease this pain
Don't you know down deep in my heart
That I miss you baby
And if there was anything I could do
I'd look you in the eyes say I love you
Don't you know how much I miss
You calling me baby
In my dreams, I dream of you
And you're the one I dream all night through
And without you in my arms
Don't you know that it drives me crazy
Wish that we could fix this wrong
And you could be right here in more than song
'Cause we're meant to walk together
And I don't mean maybe
And with all my heart woman I love you
And life without you just wouldn't do
Why not give us a chance
'Cause I miss you lady | |
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Posted: 1/22/2009 6:08:31 AM | Not sure if this is the correct place to post this, but in reading the subject heading, I feel it is so here goes.
Control..
Feeling beaten, torn and bruised..
Bitter, lonely, weak and used,
Faith is broken, Trust is shattered..
As if I had ever mattered?
Where is my savior, my defense?
My rainbow, my picket fence?
Where is my happy, my moment of bliss?
My tender hug, my sweetest kiss?
Arms wrapped around me tight as if to crush..
Lips pressed hard against mine only to hush,
To quiet my protests against your violation..
You only get satisfaction out of my degradation.
You take your pleasure in my pain..
I crave the sunshine and you bring the rain,
In darkest depths you keep me guessing..
This life with you has become so depressing.
I have turned numb to feeling anything anymore..
You make me feel like a prisoner of war,
You break my spirit and torture my soul..
You want me in your game, You want control.
Wonderful poetry everyone! | |
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Posted: 1/23/2009 1:37:06 PM | Celyste ... Welcome to the thread and thanks for posting your poem. There is much truth in your words. I hope you'll feel welcomed back to share your words again. Have a great day. JD
Caucasians in the house of their Jewish Saviour
In the place of worship
Of forgiveness
Redemption
The place of enlightenment
Of sacrifice
Of understanding
Where one should love their brother as they love themselves
Within the walls of righteousness
Where the foundation of all that is good is to take hold
And within these very walls
And in the house of faith and brotherhood
The words of a Southern Christian
Trying to live once more in the times of old
Where ignorance ran rampant
Hatred of one not white just because
That is the way it has always been
Imagine to lay claim to loving a person of Jewish descent
And then to hate someone else that has a different color
If this is true Christianity .... no wonder I quit going to churches
I don't need their brainwashing to find God or Jesus
The path is clearly through the heart ... and learning to love ... and to forgive | |
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Posted: 1/23/2009 3:16:05 PM | ditto tsalagi *smile
I don't need their brainwashing to find God or Jesus
The path is clearly through the heart ... and learning to love ... and to forgive | |
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Posted: 1/23/2009 5:47:29 PM | Hiya Mr.Different:)Whats the scene Jellybean?Ive been meaning to call you,but ended up working until 730 am this morning (finally...a reason to use the help emoticon lol)I have to go back to work(fun ) in a few minutes,but just wanted you to know I miss talking to you and youre in my thoughts as always.I love the eclectic mix of writes posted by everyone in here.Its a very unique and fantastic little poetry nest youve created :)A poetry nest?I think I need   Anyway,I thought Id pop by and write something spontaneous style.Feel free to give me a ring over the weekend...so much to tell you as usual...Love to you and Lil T man Kat
Follow me to a place
Where time is measured
Only in heartbeats
And strings of pearls
strumming upon the window pane
listen to the whisper of the rain
a secret garden minnuette
that never leaves a stain
a healing for the pain
our souls washed clean again
a place to hide
where only contentment abides
where we dont need to try
and give it our all
merely to survive
To stay alive
Sometimes I want to cry
a prayer into the wind
but my scream would go unheard
and fly right back to me again
I save my strength for more important things
while I heal my tattered wings
and prepare to take flight again
as the river becomes turbulent friend
That once carried me gently to her emerald banks
My hands ache from trying so hard to make parallel ends meet
Like a car stalling on a dead end street...
nothing but miles beneath my feet
and the cold stings my cheeks
painting them crimson fire red
I look at my daughters expectant face
Her belief that everything will be ok
And the words she did say
In a card she made for me
Her heartfelt angel poetry
"Dear Mom,dont be afraid.Kats always land on their feet":)
There was a hand drawn picture on the front
A cat with a proud cheshire grin
that summoned all my strength within
And I realized how remarkable life truly is
As I tucked her into bed with a kiss | |
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Posted: 1/24/2009 1:29:07 PM | Thanks Drea ... good to see you dropping by. Hope that everything is going well for you. Have a great day. JD
Ya know Kat ... I miss talking to you, too. I always do. And if I got frequent flyer miles for every time you crossed my mind, I would have to use the space shuttle to redeem them .... LOL LOL LOL ..... OK OK OK OK ..... LOL LOL LOL ... time for a cheesy joke ... I bet your feet are hurting!? .... from all the running when you cross my mind .... LOL LOL LOL Hahahahaha .... just kinda kidding in a way ... purely non-flirtatious ... well ... maybe a little ... hahahahahahahaha. But being serious though, you are my closest friend .... my very best friend. And you are one of the people that I love the very most in life ... and in some ways, I love you more than anyone else. Thanks for sharing your poem and dropping by and sharing your extremely kind words ... I loved the lines about trying to make parallel lines meet ... truly a classic ... but the ones that I find most beautiful are the woman's daughter and her inspiration ... as well as the beautiful heart and strength that she possesses and gives to the mother. Very touching. I'll give you a call Sunday .... about time for you to be finishing work ... either that or you can leave a message on my cell phone when you get in and I'll call you back. Anyways, I hope that you are having a great day. Love you and Ms. Future Spelling Champion ... smiles. JD
I suppose I could write about heartache and misery
About love that is lost and gone
About cruelty and abuse
I kinda believe it is true that misery loves company
Sing a sad song and most everyone knows the lyrics
Even for the ones that are new releases
Sing a song of hope, aspiration, and potential
And there are only crickets for an audience
So today, the crickets are tuning up
For love is sunshine from the heart and soul
And I am preparing to sing solo | |
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Posted: 1/25/2009 2:29:29 PM | The light bulbs blown out
No candles or oil lamps
No streetlights or moonlight
The sun definitely not shining
A damp match pulled against a flint strip
And just the slightest of sparks caused ten thousand fireworks to explode against the midnight sky within my mind
Yes ...... I finally "got it" | |
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Posted: 1/28/2009 2:26:46 PM | Tired eyes focus on the winding road
An hour drive to and fro
She'e crossed his mind a hundred times
Does she know that he loves her so
Her memory brightens even this cold, rainy day
And thoughts of her make the trip not so long
Finally in life there is someone in which he can believe
A feeling of rightness ..... nothing feels unnatural or wrong
One last mile not going quickly enough
Trying to get home in time to hear her voice
Wishes she was there just to give him a hug
To be held in her arms his only choice | |
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| Are you strong enough to bleed ... and love
Posted: 1/28/2009 5:55:30 PM | We had waited until 9 o'clock
when the night shift was over
walking our way through the rain soaked streets
neon reflecting in the puddles and sirens echoing from the facades
we were in serious need of intoxication....
Our first stop was the usual watering hole
a place to waste a paycheck when work was too much on one's mind
for a few too many pints of piss tasting lager
the last time she and I had caroused
we had gotten lap dances together
She was a soft spoken punk rocker
conventional normality did not apply to her
A genuine sweetheart in shit kicking boots | |
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