| Ghosts of Past
Posted: 5/28/2008 12:59:48 PM | | Dark and beautiful Silver...love that last one | |
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| Ghosts of Past
Posted: 5/28/2008 1:13:26 PM | thank you sweetie.... might i be bi-polar or something????  | |
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| Ghosts of Past
Posted: 5/28/2008 1:22:50 PM | yes, I was called mad
just last night
someone who knows
not one ounce of me
if madness be me
than madness can have me
take me under the feathery rush
of her wide spreading wings
hold me in her talons
devour me whole
suck the marrow from my bones
and in her face
i will laugh
i will laugh
i will laugh
for it was reality
that made me scream | |
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Posted: 5/28/2008 1:30:41 PM | I had some spare time and read through your thread, bro..
and when I came to the one that you wrote "Pa and all nam vets who suffered
from agent orange" etc.. it reminded me of what was going through my mind one day about a month ago. I had my korean war dad down to the v.a. in tampa..
well, basically because he's 80. yanno? Ain't much left of him. I wrote down my observations..I don't usually repost stuff.. but, I think it's relevant.
Sittin down in Tampa at the VA*
writin with pen again for a change
had to bring dear old dad down for his appointments
and I'm sittin out under a tree people watchin
while watchin the different generations pass through
it occurred to me that we haven't had a war since WWII
all this other bullshyt is/was just political torture
from the murderin goin on now clear back to Korea
I should ask that kid with one arm his opinion
of whether he was in a war when he lost his limb
but, it's all the same when you're hit by shrapnel
doesn't matter if the cause was valid or political
an old man just got into his worn out truck
had to use both arms to pull himself up
too young for Korea, must have been Nam
or some poor bastard poisoned in desert storm
I've got a grinning lil toeheaded boy about eight
hope he never gets tossed into political bullshyt
I'll ship him straight to Mexico sans passport
I'll never let him experience political torture
*Veterans Administration Hospital
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| Ghosts of Past
Posted: 5/28/2008 2:08:22 PM | there are no gold star mothers now
with foiled windows
announcing suffering within
but i know of peg mcguinn
and her two sons lost
under desert skies
and i have heard her cry
held her while tears
rivered thru her torture
she is the red fox
with her leg in the trap
eating her own leg to
find freedom
believing the dream
the honor hidden within
but so blind to the cost
of her pain paid for
with a lie | |
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| Ghosts of Past
Posted: 5/29/2008 4:08:59 PM | wow you guys were busy last nite while I was out misbehaving.
passes a "special" brownie to Silverswan, ya seem like ya could use it gal.
hiya Tropical! 
glad to see ya stopped by Brawny, dont be a stranger.
and moo to you too. LOL | |
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| Ghosts of Past
Posted: 5/29/2008 5:44:13 PM | Family Ghosts
You are quite familiar to me
I have your faces
on the buttons of my shirt | |
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| Ghosts of Past
Posted: 5/29/2008 10:54:50 PM | ah yes ronnie james dio....been looking for a song of his called time to burn...and cant find it anywhere ( had it on cassette once in a different lifetime)....theres a snippet from it...goes like this...
pain is on the pleasure wheel
you cant hurt if you cant feel..
Of bad wolves and demons:
darkness comes the lights are dim
you and i are together again
passion high but different somehow
will you let me show you
who i am now?
blood covers the roof of my mouth
we're on a path and headed south
not to heaven....nor to hell
i am passing us thru time
can you tell?
i control this beauty
i longed for you
from from lifetime to lifetime
and on through
forever you were mine
and meant to be
but in this lifetime
you had to love me.
ok...i will finish this tomorrow....
goodnite all | |
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| Ghosts of Past
Posted: 5/30/2008 5:05:18 PM | hey there Wintersnot, how ya doin ya crazy goat. LOL interesting snippet.
Good start Fairy, I look forward to reading the rest. Hope the truckin life is treatin ya well out there in sunny California. Were you looking for the following by Dio:
Someone told me I would never be free
The way you are is way you'll always be
But it's all wrong
There's Time To Burn
Hurt is on the pleasure wheel
But you can't hurt if you can't feel
And you can feel - you've got something to learn
You've got Time To Burn
You were lost inside a pounding heart
Waiting for the game to start
But you won't play - you've so much to learn
Like you never say never
We'll live forever
And you've got Time To Burn
When the wolf is loose in the city
The the city will fight to survive
You can hide in the streets of the city
But no one will care
No one will know you're alive
There's Time To Burn
Someone told me I would never be free
The way you are is way you'll always be
But it's all wrong
Just never say never
We're gonna live forever
Cause you've got Time To Burn
Time To Burn | |
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| time to burn lunar/lunacy/aka/crazymoon?
Posted: 5/30/2008 7:11:10 PM | sigh....yes just right. but nowhere to be found not even on utube....where can i get it?
bumper sticker of the day:
Do not piss off the dead! | |
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| time to burn lunar/lunacy/aka/crazymoon?
Posted: 5/31/2008 7:30:47 AM | Remote viewing
last night
you touched me
with you soul
your silken voice
seduced me
passion reduced me
across the astral plain
came you
my lips still taste you.
thigh to thigh,
hip to hip
the essence of you on my lip.
Many a lover have I had,
dancing naked on my bed.
But none seduced me in my head.
Now this morning your still here
I taste your seed, feel your beard.
words that only I can hear.
Slowly arise I from my bed.
your voice still echo in my head.
And to the waking day am lead | |
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| time to burn lunar/lunacy/aka/crazymoon?
Posted: 5/31/2008 9:34:12 AM | GOODBYE MY LOVER
Here I sit in the dead of the wee hours,
sing upon a final sonnet
dedicated to my yesterday's mexican queen of mexico.
Our amity walked into the light of creativity
as we tarryed with cupid in the garden of love,
waiting and hoping to see our amity walk back to us.
And so you walked away,
leaving me hehind with a lonely heart.
I became perplexed
you walked away without a word
goodbye my lover. | |
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| time to burn lunar/lunacy/aka/crazymoon?
Posted: 6/1/2008 4:50:17 PM | you walked away without a word
goodbye my lover.
yeah....dont they always?
i got one similiar in the "writings not a choice" forum...
bumpersticker for today:
LUST NEVER SLEEPS | |
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| time to burn lunar/lunacy/aka/crazymoon?
Posted: 6/1/2008 6:32:21 PM | good to see ya back Doubtful, been admiring your word around the threads, thought provoking stuff
welcome aboard CPoet
I'll have 2 chk it out Fairy
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Posted: 6/1/2008 10:00:56 PM | for Brandy
Slipped...
like a loosed feather from a dying phoenix
your shadow fell into my horizon....
caught me in the cross fire of your need and your disdain
while my hands traced ageless patterns
across your swaying hips
your moist lips
whispered calculated deception
and with the wind for escort
leaves brushed away
the passing memory of our
moon painted backs.
The reflections of
our time together
slowly drying
in the dark puddled edges
where lions,
huddled,
would drink
from
your eyes. | |
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mmmmmy
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Joined: 2/11/2008
Msg: 67 | |
| Ghosts of Past
Posted: 6/1/2008 10:08:00 PM | hopergroper that was beautiful!
Danced away many nights
laughed like children
desire wept
kept up the illusion
long after the sunset
sometimes life and love is deaf
hearing what we wish to hear
giving in to all the fear
being alone is not that bad
atleast we know
what we had! | |
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| Ghosts of Past
Posted: 6/3/2008 10:12:10 PM | 
Hello Lunarlunacy,
Wow, such a pleasant surprise...
Your thread is the most satisfying read I have had in a long time, and I am not even done with page one.
(I must be a slow reader, but quick writer ;) haha)
The depth, beauty...
I really paused so many times.
And your poetry dear Lunarlunacy is so worth reading, I mean, I will definitely for my own good, to refresh and stretch my soul more and more - be reading your works and your friend's works here more often.
Thank you so much for reading and enjoying my poetry and calling my attention to the truly deep and stunning, celestial poetry that runs through you!
Wow! | |
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| Ghosts of Past
Posted: 6/4/2008 4:50:51 AM | 'Slipped...
like a loosed feather from a dying phoenix
your shadow fell into my horizon....'
love it
I see you
crossing slowly the river styxx
playing finger bones as pick -up sticks
hearts quicken
hide from sight
passion now,
ash tomorrow,
dervish';s
quenched only in fire.
Ah, souls sweet desire | |
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| Ghosts of Past
Posted: 6/4/2008 12:21:50 PM | the dishes are done
the dogs are put out in the backyard
a quiet night spent at home
just we two....candles...old r&b music
the phone rings....and....hey arent those the
boxers you've had since highschool?
theres no elastic left!
and now someone knocking at the door...
dont answer...this k-mart bathing suit was a bad idea....
i look ridiculous...
the mood is dying...slipping away with the dishwater...
"get dressed" you say,,,"meet me out front....30 min"
you show up in that orange 69 charger you've had forever
and never ever drive....
where we going? i ask....(omigod the 8-track player STILL works)
you grin.....not where......when......1975....
it was the best night ever...parked out by the old cemetary
making love in the backseat of that old charger
while cat stevens played on the 8-track....
becoming our own ghosts.....of who we once were... | |
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| Ghosts of Past
Posted: 6/4/2008 5:15:20 PM | my blood is cold
my heart is stone
emptiness surrounds
a sense of lost
weighs heavy
no one is 'round
sadness, gloom and sorrow
plays woeful songs in brain
can't shake this doleful feeling
must've gone insane | |
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Posted: 6/5/2008 12:22:06 PM | bumper sticker:
do not meddle in the affairs of dragons
for you are crunchy and tasty with ketchup! | |
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Posted: 6/5/2008 3:17:10 PM | Ok Im back in action, got tied up for a few days. (finally had to gnaw thru the leathers and escape LOL)
Hopper - that was one amazing write. especially the opening and closing lines. so vivid.
plz dont be a stranger.
mmmmmy - what a pleasure to see ya back. Love certainly can be deaf (dumb and blind too LOL).
Phoenix you makin me blush - and that is an undertakning, you are too kind.
CPoet - that whole part bout walkin with cupid in the garden, wonderful imagery man, keep em comin.
Doubtful - always a pleasure, nice culmination of mythical references set in motion thru fine poetry!
Fairyrain - ya killin me with those bumper stickers and your last poem was a lovely walk down memory lane, it reminded me of a similiar experience of my own, only it was on the hood of a 54 volkswagon.
Rose, I wish you strength during your plight.
near the end of the payperiod so hopefully i can stay at home this weekend, keep outta trouble, and write some twisted shite. Thank you all for sharing, may the muses be with us.  | |
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Posted: 6/5/2008 6:47:44 PM | poetry is dead, the pundant said
the obituary was in the new York times
no more lyric, no more rhymes
no more symmetry and contra pointed time
but I long for imagery
for the voice of poetry
I long for iambic pentameter
while drowning in raps parameters
It is a lovely day in the Maritimes,
clear white light, Hail Mary Blue Skies
perhaps poetry is dead,
I will write anyway | |
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Posted: 6/6/2008 7:15:20 AM | as long as kids sing jump rope songs ..poetry will never die!
i loved you once
i loved you twice
i love you more
than beans and rice!
giggle | |
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