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Posted: 1/23/2009 4:52:01 AM | They say the best things in life are free
like sleep, or rain water, or a sting from a bee?
or a trip down the stairs, or a fall from a tree?
Do they need to be painful, or is it just me? | |
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Posted: 1/23/2009 5:42:38 AM | The Guest
All as before: against the dining-room windows
Beats the scattered windswept snow,
And I have not changed either,
But a man came to me.
I asked: "What do you want?"
He replied: "To be with you in Hell."
I laughed: "Oh, you'll foredoom
Us both to disaster."
But lifting his dry hand
He lightly touched the flowers:
"Tell me how men kiss you,
Tell me how you kiss men."
And his lusterless eyes
Did not move from my ring.
Not a single muscle quivered
On his radiantly evil face.
Oh, I know: his delight
Is the tense and passionate knowledge
That he needs nothing,
That I can refuse him nothing.
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Posted: 1/23/2009 6:23:09 AM | loyal, insightful, and warm
are all nice qualities, I would say I have them myself
when destiny knocks, let her in
before you know the light you must know the dark
that is where we live half of our lives.
If you want love give love.
Be true to yourself.
Be true and kind to others too. We all have our struggles.
Understanding and compassion are rays of light.
We are not human beings having spiritual experiences
but spiritual beings having human experiences.
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Posted: 1/23/2009 12:38:22 PM |
We are not human beings having spiritual experiences
but spiritual beings having human experiences.
Those are great words SexySweeti | |
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Posted: 1/23/2009 6:13:24 PM | Yesterday I went to the pound,
to look for a puppy who was
homeward bound, my son in
his wheelchair, I pushed him,
through the corridor of pit bulls,
and other large dogs too,
we came to the room with the
medium sized pooches, and I
saw the pain in each mutts eyes,
take me home, take me home,
don't leave me behind, I turned
to my son, and said, "it's too
painful I want them all, I can't
make up my mind", and as I left
each one looked me in the eye
like I betrayed them each, and
that's when I cried, I wept like
a baby all the way home, my son
was distraught, and bewildered
himself, for all of the dogs have
suffered too much, and my heart
broke to leave them behind. | |
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Posted: 1/23/2009 6:50:08 PM | Michelle, I know what you mean...volunteering helps. They love to be walked...and they really need it. I have gone on a saturday and done that. I would love a dog but just cant right now...
i go on a saturday
and each one cries my name
and in time I begin
to recognize their face
and for some reason
I have an affinity for Jade
she is one of the least pretty
but beautiful anyway
when you look in her eyes
she's a mellow soul
she seems cool with the world
and shes cool with you
it amazes me
that she hasnt been taken to a wonderful home
but people always want to take the cute puppies on show
so those beautiful older mellow dog souls
continue to be kennelled
alone
I'm gonna need to walk Jade come tomorrow
its been a while since Ive spent time with her
Michelle thank you, for you reminded me for sure
and that is even if I cant afford a dog, I can still give my to love her.
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Posted: 1/23/2009 8:15:02 PM | An ode to economy: *ahem*
having dealt with the likes of you
for over thirteen years
leaves me with not much to do
except break down in tears
i've given only but the best
and got nil in return
for passing every single test
all i receive is spurn
i'd rather lie beneath a tank
than suffer under you
but shy of knocking off a bank
is all that i can do
never have i felt so stricken
by impending grief
if you'd improve, than i could fricken
get some darn relief
i write this to you, heavy handed
aching from my soul
for you have left me feeling stranded
lightyears from my goal
all that i can hope is that
the budget cuts will cease
so i'll hit what i've been aiming at
which was a moments peace
i know that you're recessing
there's no way around that fact
but the pulse that you've been pressing
trips my trigger to react
so go to hell, economy
that's where i'm sure you'll head
but you'll never get your help from me
talk to the hand, instead. | |
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Posted: 1/24/2009 2:18:43 AM | Animal Instinct
Two together we walk the crooked path
beasts of a more primitive time
Black & silver against fair skin
my duty to you is bound
In an earlier time you lay
against my breast
to suckle the milk of life
my soul sensitive to your hunger
Now you have grown to your full form
the animal realm has won
Sweet Mother, now turned lover
I am defenseless in your needs
No more nights of lucid dreams
you come to me without a sound
Only cold touch upon my flesh
to rouse me from my slumber
My beast, true & pure
I know you feel my heart beat in yours
together we go in this life
for who ever had one so true
Your name I have upon my lips
I quiver to hear it in shrill scream
I will say it now that none will hear
but you my only love... | |
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Posted: 1/24/2009 3:49:50 AM | whenever I have rescued a cat or dog
it seems really they have rescued me....
once I saved a huskie
but only temporarily
which saddened me greatly....
he was so handsome and magestic
rarely been out of a kennel
mostly moved from one to another
life in a kind of straight jacket....
in his eyes you could see
he was keeping score
but still loving and forgiving
as animals do so completely....
our time together was much too brief
yet it was when I rescued him
I came to realize unbelievably
for the first time in his life
I let him run free
and it was the most magical
site to see.....
on the beach he'd fly with glee
racing and racing and racing around
his feet barely touching the ground
and I'd be mesmerized
and filled with awe to see
him run so exquisitely....
oh, our time together
was so special
that huskie and me
for with his freedom
being there with him at the ocean
it was really his gift of freedom
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Posted: 1/25/2009 8:13:40 AM | from post 984
be true to yourself -
how many times has that been said.
it's almost like mantra
going thru your head
being true to who you are
does not mean you leave
others with verbal scars
there is nothing kind
in being rude
or trying to make someone
feel like a fool
be true to yourself
be kind too
cuz karma knows
the golden rule
BrwnBeauty | |
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Posted: 1/25/2009 8:37:49 AM | | I just read this and I will just say that I took no pleasure in causing someone emotional pain and who are you to say I left verbal scars? So you think you know my intentions and I was taking pleasure in the pain of another, possibly that was what I was trying to prevent. Read the poem I left above the post you are referring to, it is about taking pleasure from the pain of another. You don't have all the facts and I don't owe you an explanation but don't sit here behind my back and judge and pretend cuz indeed karma knows the golden rule. | |
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Posted: 1/25/2009 8:52:00 AM | OMG SexySweeti...
was NOT referring to YOU at all!!!
I did read your poem...and THIS is referring to
the man in my life at the moment..
the line in your poem inspired this poem,
that is what this thread is about.....
Please, accept my apologies, cuz wasn't referring
to your situation at all.
I'm honestly sorry you thought that, as wasn't my
intention at all.
BrwnB | |
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Posted: 1/25/2009 9:04:11 AM | | Oh well, I guess it is common for people to interpret poetry their own way. Why would you feel the need to apologize, it was I who reacted? I attacked you based on assumptions so it is I who should be sorry. So sorry BrwnB. | |
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Posted: 1/25/2009 9:13:48 AM | I apologize, because I am sorry you took it that way, and IF it was something that I did, I wanted you to know I was sorry.
It's just how He wired me.
*grin*
anywhooooo glad that is cleared up...
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Posted: 1/25/2009 10:15:26 AM | it's so lovely here to see
how misunderstandings so easily
can be set free
with a rapid return to harmony
and of course
there is manny
who is truly the epitome
of one who is so very cheeky!! | |
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Posted: 1/25/2009 11:17:01 AM | LOL!!!
from 996 and 997
manny is sitting over that way
hoping for a subtle display
two ladies he'd like to see
with lips pursed in ecstasy
slip a little tongue he thinks
and maybe a peck upon the cheek
but those two ladies have no desire
to help manny flame his lustful fire
they'd rather type it freely
then help fulfill his fantasy
you see they've already worked it thru
lol..and yes manny without help from you...
BrwnBeauty
teasing you Mandrake  | |
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Posted: 1/25/2009 11:24:41 AM | Tease away my dear...I have BIG.....................shoulders!  
How easy it can be
to misinterpret
the words we see,
and rather than
just walk away
we make things right
and choose to stay. | |
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Posted: 1/25/2009 1:12:50 PM | Thank all that is holy! I thought, "not another dust-up on the poetry threads, so soon?" Pleased I am that "rather than / just walk away / we make things right / and choose to stay." 
Manny, I wouldn't mind hugging those big... um... SHOULDERS of yours. And did I mention, I am bisexual? (lol, yet true nonetheless). 
I am very emotable today 
I am very much enjoying all the free expression here.  It's so hard sometimes, when all I have is a still picture and words upon a screen, for me to know I understand. I, also, perceive them in my own way. 
RE: Post 988, d4rk3y35~ I love the expression. I especially like: "if you'd improve, than i could fricken / get some darn relief" and "talk to the hand, instead." lol!
Now, for what I came here to post:
(As yet untitled)
I awaken
To a full heart
I awaken
To a body that feels fulfillment
From the company of others
Pheromones as food?
Is it having live faces to read?
Moving bodies to dance for
The animal within me to
*Know* I am within the pack?
Perhaps it is those twelve-foot energy fields that emanate from the heart center
The literal heart; those scans show it so organically and beautifully
When so many mingle together,
Heart fields overlapping
Truly, "group energy"
Having not been among so many compact hundreds
Together, similarly inclined
For awhile
I remember now
part of the beauty
of what it means
to be human.
copyright 2009
by the One known also as BearWoman2 on POF,
all rights reserved | |
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Posted: 1/25/2009 1:20:35 PM | Not really taking anything from the previous post, which of course is my own! Still, I wanted to post this here. I woke with this cinquain simmering in my heart and brain, and therefore simply had to let it out!
"Beauty, Beheld"
Beauty
is in the eye
the heart, mind, and soul kin
the joining bonds when each other
beheld
copyright 2009
by the One known also as BearWoman2 on POF,
all rights reserved
~ just feeling the need to put my "stamp" (get it? paw print?) on things today... ~ | |
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Posted: 1/25/2009 2:21:48 PM | we dance
through our hearts
minds convey our thoughts
penned from feeling
touched deeply
within
within
energy rising
feet begin moving
bodies follow
in the flow
we dance
hi bw....love your open sharing of your feelings | |
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Posted: 1/25/2009 3:03:48 PM | Hi, We... ! It has been in substantial part the kindness, gentleness, openness, encouragement, and respect of those such as yourself in these oft-brutal Forums that has helped me know there are safe enough spaces here for me in which to be. Expression comes from within that. I sooo love the interactivity as well, and the way so many people think so differently! It is ever so cool. 
Your appreciation is acknowledged and received with gratitude. 
At the risk of apparent hubris, I say: It is only within such a realm of safety, where armor may be laid aside (boundaries, masks / personas, adherence to "rules"), that the most beautiful, innermost parts of myself can be revealed. People seem to respond to that and wish they could experience more of it from me. I as well, wish to experience more of that from others. So I attempt to cultivate the ground from which it may spring.
"The Nest"
Small as a thimble, quiet as a hum
Comforting safety found is within
Layer upon layer, branches laid just-so
The high perched gaze keenly upon territory wide
Muddy banks plastered upon surrounding cliffs
Insulate family from weather's crashing
Within heartwood soft plumage laid
Without the call for mate is made
To each their own nest
Where One can find rest
Snuggled within safety
So One can just be
# (how can one make a bear paw print electronically here??? Dang!) | |
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Posted: 1/27/2009 9:17:58 PM | Tapping into the wire
it stokes my fire
Slow music playing and waving in my brain
Sparkles in the air
and everywhere
Floating on a cloud
Tappin in
To the flow of a dream
Wandering off into the wilderness
Disappearing from where I am
I tap into the wire
That stokes my fire
-TGS | |
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