mmmmmy
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Joined: 2/11/2008
Msg: 101 | |
| Foresight...
Posted: 3/13/2008 11:41:55 AM |  Brwn Beauty....glad that I could inspire such a wonderful poem, of your son!
He must be as beautiful as you!
What a difference loving you has
made in my life....
The song would have never been sung
seasons of tide would have never rung
Life would have never had the impact!
Love would have never been so Abstract!
My love would have never lived
after me...
We make three..
Who is the third?
It is God
All of his wordly advice
mine is simply ...just mine!
Love is something that reigns
forever
Your beauty is something I so ...treasure
Let us sing in perfect harmony!
Atleast while I am here
adorning
all you gave
all you are!
My Son
My heart!
My love
so far!
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| All in a dayz lack of work
Posted: 3/13/2008 2:46:35 PM | 60 hrs a week I worked, lived alone,
and paid
my way
through college...
To employers in an economy that is so upside down and backwards that it doesn't know its own a$$ from a whole in the ground....
this
is
useless
knowledge.
Tell me please what there is in this world, to encourage a woman to do what I have done?
I've made my own way
Tobacco fields aren't child's play
Served a public that grows more ignorant everyday
without a harsh word to say..
UNTIL NOW
My crackhead cousin makes babies for a living,
and passes them off to her mother.
She has a government paid phone,
a place to call home
and food: all paid for by others.
Unemployment pay that I receive doesn't even come close,
wouldn't even call it a drop in a bucket.
INELIGIBLE FOR FOOD STAMPS !?!?
AFTER YEARS OF HARD WORK!?!?
(the blood in my veins boils with rage)
F*CK IT
Put that in your juice box and suck it!
Shoulda made babies instead of a livin'
Shoulda been takin' instead of givin'
Shoulda not lived alone
and made every man my new home.
Coulda/Shoulda/Woulda put greed in the place of Love
But regardless of rage - and dwindling hopes - it is STILL not what I'm made of.
- pardon the negativity...had to get it outta my system....I feel better now...kinda'.. | |
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| All in a dayz lack of work
Posted: 3/13/2008 3:04:40 PM | It is moments like this that a prayer comes to mind...it is called:
the Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi. If that doesn't touch your spirit, try the "Desiderata". Both have been major influences in my life.
Go into the world
mere mortal,
let not your humaness
be your excuse for failure,
judge not what others
do, or don't do,
rather, look in the mirror
and be proud
of who you are,
what you have become,
what you have achieved,
stand tall against adversity,
for this will be
your finest moment,
cherish it, embrace it
as you would a child,
for you are
that
child! | |
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| All in a dayz lack of work
Posted: 3/13/2008 3:42:15 PM | Bless your pea pickin heart Mandrake (as my granny would say :)).....the prayer that is tattooed on my lower back is the Peace Prayer of St. Francis....which I guess makes it evident that those are words that I find important to live by (although my words above, out of frustration, would lead one to believe otherwise)....and in being familiar with those words, this speaks volumes of your heart as well....much love to u for trying to live those words too.......as for the words of your write....as your words always do, they give me peace of mind and heart..... | |
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| I don't care what you write......
Posted: 3/13/2008 4:20:11 PM | mmmmmy, dunno if he is beautiful to the world...but to me...he's stunning **huge grin**
WONDERFUL words...love that poem.
Ash
**tight tight hug**
Have been right where you are, except had my son. Unemployed six months and because I owned a home..that I was struggling to pay for, I was ineligble for assistance, of any kind...and unemployment insurance barely paid the house note. Extras...oh you mean rice, margarine and ramen noodles!?!?!? and yet, my cousin was/is a crackhead and with 4 children had a 3 bedroom 2 bath apartment for which she paid, $107 dollars a month....she qualified for Section 8.
Probably not the best thread to put this on..but wanted you to know, someone has walked in those shoes...and made it thru to the other side. It wasn't easy, but it did happen, and it WILL happen for you as well.
Mandrake,
Somehow, I've missed ever seeing that in my life..and I can't believe how simple and stunning it is and how encouraging as well...thank you.
Message #102
- pardon the negativity...
but she had a tough day
things didn't really go her way...
had to get it outta my system....
she said to the world...
even though everything was
not as beautiful as a pearl...
I feel better now...kinda'..
she shared on the thread
and was uplifted by an online friend..
one wondered if it was negative
one thought it was not
would have been negative if she kept it bottled up!
why let that fester and frustrate her more,
when all she has to do is tap a keyboard,
- pardon the negativity...
but she had a tough day
things didn't really go her way.. | |
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| All in a dayz lack of work
Posted: 3/13/2008 4:27:20 PM | Wow! I am speechless Ash! I just looked at your pics, and saw the tattoo. Beautiful!
my previous words were guided by the spirit, I have no doubt.
The number 1, and the word "self", are two of the loneliest places on earth!
brwn beauty...the reason you missed seeing it...is because I just wrote it! The other two writes I referred to are wonderful reads. Google them. | |
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| All in a dayz lack of work
Posted: 3/13/2008 4:34:52 PM | Sorry Mandrake...one of my many 'blonde' moments...
I still adore it and am familiar with Desiderata. But thanks again for the clarification. | |
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| All in a dayz lack of work
Posted: 3/13/2008 4:50:12 PM | brwn beauty...with respect....the way you write? I can't imagine you having a "blond moment!" Your writing is as lovely as you are! | |
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| All in a dayz lack of work
Posted: 3/13/2008 5:10:38 PM | Beyond the twisted pines
I find, in a clearing far from grace,
the gathering clan of rejects,
Pain written on their face.
The cripple, the thief,
the beggar, and more,
the drunkard, the liar,
and in front, the town whore.
The words they are spoken,
as they laugh and they dream,
for this is their place,
where they silently scream. | |
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Render
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Joined: 4/18/2007
Msg: 110 | |
| Ash's inspirational thread
Posted: 3/13/2008 6:57:13 PM | #102
You are here
and that is all I need
Your heart open wide
accepts me for who I am
I cannot wait to see you
at the end of everyday
I cannot wait to awaken
knowing you are there beside me
Each time I close my eyes
I miss you
and when they open
I rejoice to find you staring back at me
All my life I have searched for this
inestimable love
You are my life, my love, my family
"a place to call home"
Cheer up Ash, and like Mandrake said, you can hold your head up, knowing you are doing the right thing. I'm proud of you, and you know why. | |
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| All in a dayz lack of work
Posted: 3/13/2008 7:12:39 PM | Mandrake you certainly know how to touch the spirit of others with conveyance of your thoughts/feelings.
"for this is their place,
where they silently scream"
releasing their broken dreams
free of judgement or disgrace
this is their space
into which all can be released
howled out, or humbly whispered in peace
here may pain be effaced.
after one is burned by the fire
can they scryes into the coals
to the wind blow the ash to console
and sleep with the contentment acquired. | |
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| All in a dayz lack of work
Posted: 3/13/2008 7:18:24 PM | | Lunar....many thanks for such kind words. I have so enjoyed your thread also. Your writes are wonderful and have such vision. | |
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| All in a dayz lack of work
Posted: 3/13/2008 8:22:57 PM | The forest green,
now laden with a fresh blanket
of white, shimmering
like soft diamonds,
crystalized tentacles
dancing, a tantallizing
foreplay of natures
stimulating rhythm,
the howling wolf
the final ecstasy
to
an erotic
tapestry. | |
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| the kissing well
Posted: 3/13/2008 8:51:02 PM | he had the eyes of a saint
but I am not a believer....
yet it was always nice
to prey on his lips,
and taste my own savior | |
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Render
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Joined: 4/18/2007
Msg: 115 | |
| Ash's awesome thread
Posted: 3/14/2008 5:25:25 AM | #114 - Nice. Very nice.
She has a way
of killing
that makes even the most hardened criminal
cringe
She has a path
of destruction
that no man can walk in
safety
She has a modus
operandi
It always works like a charm
untracable
She lures him in
with her eyes
and brings him in
for a kiss
"To prey on his lips"
divine
To tear his heart out when she leaves
sublime | |
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| Ash's awesome thread
Posted: 3/14/2008 7:03:53 AM | simple is the grandeur of the seed
inner workings of natures deed
fountain of the evergreen carpet
spring of the eternal flame
waters rush of ecstasy
cascade of eruption | |
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| Ash's awesome thread
Posted: 3/14/2008 9:10:49 PM | #114
To prey on his lips:
Are they loose? Do they sink ships?
Tight-lipped fools
sink
ships
silently
They speak nothing...
but his hands shake violently..
Would the crazed lunatic have pulled that gun,
if his voice had not only been heard, but listened to, long ago?
What use is in lips, whether held tight or loose,
if they don't of their own truth know?
*BrwnBeauty thanks for the vote of confidence, babe.....bear hugs go out 2 u 2!
*Render the feeling is mutual....I'm proud of u too....and you know why
And as always, thanks to you all for stopping by | |
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| Ash's awesome thread
Posted: 3/14/2008 9:16:39 PM | | lol.....i just noticed the "Ash's awesome thread" title.......awwww shux....thanx man | |
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| Ash's awesome thread
Posted: 3/14/2008 10:14:33 PM | sooo...I wanted to correct something in this one.....but waited too long...and it's driving me crazy....so a re-post (fixed)..
#114
To prey on his lips:
Are they loose? Do they sink ships?
Tight-lipped fools
sink
ships
silently
They speak nothing...
but his hands shake violently..
Would the crazed lunatic have pulled that gun,
if his voice had not only been heard, but listened to, long ago?
What use is in lips, whether held tight or loose,
if of their own truth they don't know? | |
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| Ash's awesome thread
Posted: 3/15/2008 1:04:12 AM | naked
in a tree
she tempts me
thin white stick
between wet lips
and i crumble
as the earth
beneath my stance
thickened air divide
allows my stride
on deep blue waters
where her true colors
swim and breath
and coalesce and separate
i turn away and back
as science fiction
feeds me my addiction
knowing never will i be
in sleep nor in awake
bequeathed her deity | |
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mmmmmy
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Joined: 2/11/2008
Msg: 121 | |
| Ash's awesome thread
Posted: 3/15/2008 12:06:18 PM |  liking all the writes here my friend!
Teenage dreams and fantasies
Things we dreamed that could be;
forever planted in our soul
left to die;
once were whole
Is it really love that made us?
Or is it really love that
changed us...
endlessly...continuously
forever changing
you...me
Turning, churning
like the Earth
blending
of the Universe.
Change shall come
and it shall go
nothing stays
the same.
Lifes rule! | |
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Render
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Joined: 4/18/2007
Msg: 122 | |
| Ash's awesome thread
Posted: 3/15/2008 2:17:33 PM | ^^^^^^
"Teenage dreams and fantasies"
set aside by adulthood responsabilities
returning now
that life has changed me so
I seek friendship
comfort and intimacy
I play out experiences
I thought would never come
I find myself
finding myself
all over
again
I find that
finding myself
is not as easy
as I hoped it would be
If you get to know me
keep watching
I might change again
before your very eyes
But above all
I will remain
honest and open-minded
For at the core, that is who I am | |
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Render
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Joined: 4/18/2007
Msg: 123 | |
| Ash's awesome thread
Posted: 3/15/2008 2:27:56 PM | Ash:
Well, it IS awesome, right? I'm sure many here would agree! Free-writing using others' work for inspiration, it's great!
Loose lips sink ships
but so will gunpowder explosions!
Let the sails unfurl
and free your tongue of all those
words you've held inside!
If not, the pressures gonna get ya
and you will blow! | |
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| Ash's awesome thread
Posted: 3/15/2008 5:26:22 PM | Life is hard suck it up
What use is in lips, whether held tight or loose
Lips answer the question, they’re not the excuse
Have you ever been alone so long, you thought your life was done.
Wondering why it seems as if it was over before it had begun
Lonely nights remembering the past, thinking of what went wrong
Now having to put on a brave face, having to be strong.
Living life one day at a time, not much to look forward to.
Then suddenly from out of nowhere arose this illusion called you.
The spark was reignited, and life maybe wasn’t so hard.
Starting to enjoy each day again, starting to drop my guard.
Building new memories one by one, even anticipating tomorrow.
No more having to suck it up, no more feeling the sorrow.
We stroll through lifes journey in our own way, everyone at their own pace.
But if you’re sharing the walk with the right person you will revel in lifes embrace | |
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| Ash's awesome thread
Posted: 3/15/2008 9:00:36 PM | Punny isn't it!
and there,
at the parliament bar
in the house of commons lounge
all the beerocrats
gathered,
licking their wings
from all the pecking.
the media scrum
was in karaoke style,
singing the praises of opposition,
as they passed bills
to pay for the drinks.
in the end,
the taxpayer was left,
to pick up the tab! | |
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