| Catching the Lunar Wave :) joy of void
Posted: 11/2/2008 9:52:00 AM | I Missed The Tunnel of Light And Fell Onto A Weird Chariot Whilst Smiling Sheepishly At God
I am grovelling in a field
sitting on a low hung cloud that got confused in it's course
of course not
it was Nephilum's Taxi
to take Snufalufagus to the taxidermist.
I set a tea party for the Hatter of Quantum Matter
while spanking flies carrying neon purple triangles of normalcy
into the bog surrounded by a naked forest
teaming with statues covered in moss.
Puff adders enter the panda's foot
tunneling through the femoral artery
like Willie Wonka overdosing
only to wake up convulsing. | |
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| Catching the Lunar Wave :) joy of void
Posted: 11/2/2008 10:36:02 AM | Bedewing Love
Silky rains
of your dark cloud moisture
give growth
to thick root.
Aspiring toward your heavens.
My goddess,
reign down upon me.
Cultivate succulence
from the secret garden
of these earthly delights.
Let us satiate nature's need
endulging of spilled seed.
bringin another home from Cookie's jar | |
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| Catching the Lunar Wave :) joy of void
Posted: 11/2/2008 2:51:30 PM | but consoled by the moist darkness
the moss garden thrives, grown green and dense.
wild mushrooms awaken and rise,
tiny pulpits for a cicadian aria...
a pale, blue moonflower prepares to unfold
unseen, while all creatures stir to know their song. | |
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| Rainbow Crowned Maelstrom (plz dont change header, makes consilidation a pain)
Posted: 11/2/2008 3:09:56 PM | a pale, blue moonflower prepares to unfold
unseen, while all creatures stir to know their song.
they summon as fellow miscreants, forever curious.
as the budding growth blossoms
strange serenades are emitted
ponderances from that which is nourished by night's shade.
welcome to this stormy theatre of words Sherri. Quite a lovely debut. Hope to see more of ya round these parts. | |
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| Rainbow Crowned Maelstrom (plz dont change header, makes consilidation a pain)
Posted: 11/2/2008 7:19:57 PM | 'Rainbows'
Attracted to the light, he rode at sunrise
Mounted cared for mare, receptive tries
Black perceived, glowing brushed colour
Absorbed, in her sweet mane an' tail there
Together one in repose distance imply
Breathing in the fragrant morning sky!
Battled not with each other each afford
Enjoying that pleasure shared, not to lord
Maelstrom castle dark in contrast bright
Colours painted, in that sunrisen light!
Damsels unimprisoned, knaves intellect
Respected, is for that freedom fought spent!
Blackest Knight on shining coloured mare
Together, one, exampled idealistic care!
Eff the kingdom, should it prove false desire
Pasionate truth shall consume in warm fire!
Hey Lunar! Just thought I would put a post in here!
Cheers, Bro!
Edit post:
Stevie Ray Vaugn wrote songs about that, didn't he?
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| Rainbow Crowned Maelstrom (plz dont change header, makes consilidation a pain)
Posted: 11/2/2008 7:37:12 PM | he very well may have, but it brought me to spinning the vinyl version of Hendrix's Rainbow Bridge
Eff the kingdom should it prove false desire... killer line Dyno. keep that quill wet with wisdom and the pages dry from tears
and now for an attempt at the whole stream of consciousness thing..
vacant
minds theatre abandoned
a lone lost lover seeks refuge in the corner
sustaining on stale popcorn and reanimated fears
and cinematic representations of embracing desolation
streetcars of desire sped away
leaving rebelious skidmarks of cause
as silenced dragons howl the beat
of a lost generation
shooting spousal apples from sleepy euphoric heads
while talking typewriters tak and ding arsenic responses. | |
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| Rainbow Crowned Maelstrom (plz dont change header, makes consilidation a pain)
Posted: 11/2/2008 9:34:06 PM | power ponders force of will
control the choice
no matter what is chosen
winning is a matter of what you get now
and whats left to seek next time
finding ways to frame freedom's illusion
red pill or black ,planting placebos
for a crop of contentment
what hands move the mountain
the comfort in knowing lies
proportional to your distance
in time, name or money
from the bottom of the pyramid
where all the slaves now lie
framing a last thought
ending in silence
you think its about you
all of this
despair isnt symptomatic
of the disease of life
nor is death more than a door
the drama of your destiny
has everything in common
with the fish left flopping on the shore
as you sacrifice on every altar,
praying that its more | |
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| Rainbow Crowned Maelstrom (plz dont change header, makes consilidation a pain)
Posted: 11/2/2008 9:53:27 PM | Prayed the farmers for the rain
Prayed the stoic relief from pain
Prayed the jews aboard the train
Prayed earnestly in the garden refrain
Pray tell, is shouted in theatre seen
Prayed actors, not to blow the scene
Prayed the financiers, blessed greed
Pray tell, of more monies thus need
Prayed the televised evangelist
Prayered false of money to exist
Prayin' Mantis 'pon the sheep
Prayed o' their earnin's keep
Prayed upon on bended knee
Preyed upon laughing subtlely
Praying false to that wolf preyed
Prayers to that evil **stard slayed. | |
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| Rainbow Crowned Maelstrom (plz dont change header, makes consilidation a pain)
Posted: 11/8/2008 9:41:14 PM | dust settles into thin threads of darkness
in corners ,against the woodwork
subtle blight on white , message to your nose
reason to run.. as time brings redefinition
satisfaction to the hungry for more,
after all that was sold how could there be more
surface skating keeps the loss light or
the tally small since what little was left
resembled everything but integrity
is that the new terror to avoid
sure makes it easier to not miss
watching it all end up in the corner
waiting for a broom | |
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| Rainbow Crowned Maelstrom (plz dont change header, makes consilidation a pain)
Posted: 11/9/2008 3:25:05 AM | (looney...my ATTEMPT at the stream of consciousness thing)
tapping the keys late at night
lonely
pondering
typewriters and coachroaches
have an itch but cant scratch
don't even know where it is
or is it my heart racing out of control
because of why?
lost in the confusion of my mind
or is it in my heart
closing my eyes i see no keys
and begin to start
thinking in rhyme
goddamn dr suess playing with my brain
olivia is afraid of clowns at night
just before bed
innocence is lost too rapidly
yet naive is what i be
in the hours of three o'clock
and those hours are wee | |
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| Rainbow Crowned Maelstrom (plz dont change header, makes consilidation a pain)
Posted: 11/13/2008 11:57:33 AM | Bipolar Byproducts
the silent pulse
of serpentine psychosis
releases soured nectar
into collapsing veins
medication
for a jestering god
stitching the bruised bosom
of harlequin clone
confused nephilum applaud the abortion of this creation.
on November 13. © Adrian Garriss, All rights reserved
always a pleasure ladies, thank you both for sharing here. yall come back now ya here.
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| Rainbow Crowned Maelstrom (plz dont change header, makes consilidation a pain)
Posted: 11/16/2008 2:58:17 PM | | Today's newsWe are in a state of global depression"Lithium anyone?Mexico city is offering a free study of the climatic effects of ViagraOn love and it girlsAni Franco warns us of the need to wear Kevlar when entering nook and cranny coffee shopsThose ones are to cool for schoolLithium anyone? Revivals,the side glimpses of sight offers grins,frowns ,perfectly swaying asses It's all for the pulp,the grind houseThey need pearls,plutonium and fashion model hitsPamphlets offer journeys to EdenLeaving out they aforementioned Tropicana stds'Sun burns and sex slave kidnappings are thrown in for freeLost in this exhibition of bodies,stuck in semi solid states preserved with top shelf siliconeWe search for the pleasant spots underneath the tightest of skirts,bragging love and staminaI really am just a manmaybe it was the credit crunchOr the lord of the fliesBut I'm running with the heathens My bonfire is burning,fed with fight or flight and desireLithium my mind begs To days newsOPEC is pissedIf the prices of gas keep going up,someone crazy ****er that can't fill up his dodge van is going to blow up a tanning salonIf it keeps going down how are they going to keep buying cocaine hips and stadiums My eyes keep getting glassySister winter is comingWith it mass media attention on the old, freezing to death,no one thought to strike a match for themI thought I saw itso did theybut it was just a billboard changing identities | |
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| Rainbow Crowned Maelstrom (plz dont change header, makes consilidation a pain)
Posted: 11/16/2008 6:36:35 PM | LuckofGods I could read and reread that. So much cynical wit, what a true pleasure to read. At first the jamble of that ramble was hindering, but once sucked into the flow it so completely worked .. almost a beatnick kinda feel/speel. Hope to see more of ya around here.
Greetings and Salute' | |
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| Rainbow Crowned Maelstrom (plz dont change header, makes consilidation a pain)
Posted: 11/17/2008 1:04:15 AM | To love with a passion
driven
like a flaming quicksilver train
on a crash course for
debaucherous tunnels.
To learn with a voracious appetite
devouring knowledge and culture
like a wound up word wombat
not a neanderthal
shitting on the library carpet.
To EXPERIENCE it ALL
every nuance,
deviance,
and Quaalude interlude
like a spiral dance around the kaleidoscope of life
To die with as much grace as lived
NONE
to go down in a hail of obscene bullets
whilst skydiving nude on mushrooms
at midnight under a full moon
into the Dead Sea
and intentionally enjoy the free fall
all
of it.
hope I'm reincarnated as a golden doodlebug in a surreal garden planted by Buddhists and nymphomaniacs | |
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| Rainbow Crowned Maelstrom (plz dont change header, makes consilidation a pain)
Posted: 11/17/2008 1:34:02 AM | Rails obscure on the horizon oblique
Chasing there never found to seek
Fairies dancing in imagined bliss
Cherished sweet that gentle kiss
Lust fulfilled, and chocolate fire
Soft embrace, fulfilled desire
Gardens blooming, perfume sweet
Laboured for, attained desire treat
Off the rails, into merchant mall
Trainwrecks slow motion crawl
Bricks but built, and seen to fall
Train crashed into bricks of wall
Planted garden, born of seed
Respected comradeship need
Off the rails, but right on track
Protecting, covered, their back. | |
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| Rainbow Crowned Maelstrom (plz dont change header, makes consilidation a pain)
Posted: 11/17/2008 3:00:11 AM | uh, huh you twos.........lol clever in them there rights of planting, even you's deserve a passionate bliss of euphoric happiness!!! I Love You's...hugs and kisses
Meld the bliss of free
nymph'd to dig into the soil of plants
growing the mind with heart
a betterment from start
twisting the twine, a sturdy line
of blood flowing through veins
ecstasy awaits in the hidden gardens of your dreams
patiently waiting with the wings to fly
swoop'n you up taken you high
complimenting your life!!
(xcusey em whaaaa, no coffee yet..........lol Sir Lunar--Semi trailer not needed.....we are leaving all the "uneeded" stuff behind and take'n just what we need to survive, ok, maybe one box each, just for the memories.........lol Sir TNT...........thanks for the "safety" in rides........delighted!!! I Love You's hugs and kisses ) | |
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| Rainbow Crowned Maelstrom (plz dont change header, makes consilidation a pain)
Posted: 11/17/2008 2:47:17 PM | Lunarmoonlunacymadness (ya kno wut I mean)
Ummm, you sure do know how to put a smile on a woman's face ;)
Thank you for that wonderful, truly wickedly beautiful poem on my thread (which might as well be called 'enter the past' sometimes... but some poems lately seem more about 'future'  )
Now, even though I realize inspirations come sometimes like flashes and sparks, yet knowing you? I think you would still edit most spawns of your very raw genius...
Nevertheless, I am alwayz surprised at how quickly you do things - whether responding with a comment about a poem I have written, almost right after I have written it (seconds, lol) or you also coming up with a hopeful and happy poem I can dance to and then (more than generously) posting it on my humble thread!
LunarSpeedofLightning, I thank you! And I am not quick like you at all. When something makes me think or touches me more than usual - I usually just 'take it all in' and there is A Very Big Pause. But maybe I am trying 2b a little more like you for at least these few seconds, lol.
I don't know if it is working. They say imitation is the best form of flattery  but I can't help sounding like my darn frickin self. Ah well...
Your poem made me hungry for biscuits and gravy! true   | |
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