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brizo

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welcome to writin' for those in hose Posted: 11/22/2009 4:20:38 PM
missed the boat in first, last... Pull not the wool over mine eye! I'm not willing to hear you prophesy yeah, get thee behind me, satan the downfall that you're baiting me for I try to skirt with integrity haven't I dropped my soul before and fetched it with alacrity? I've no idea what you're waiting for with that scorching smell coming out your door and dangling your invitations to dabble in temptations but turn around to where you came with your wheedling and your cast of thousands

brizo

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Brizo's poems Posted: 11/21/2009 6:52:31 PM
internal bleeding move on without a sound you've taken what you want from me I'll see your face around and you'll see what you want to see I'll never let you know how very much you meant to me I'll show a smile and so give back the heart you lent to me and chalk it up to life and lock that door and hide the key and someday when it's safe remember who we tried to be LS 09/13/09 Erik the Viking's

brizo

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A Storyteller...Kiss Kiss Posted: 11/21/2009 11:48:23 AM
sleep my love my daughter my darling girl heal

brizo

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i will know it's you when.... Posted: 11/21/2009 11:34:16 AM
^^^^^that's a refrigerator door anthem there.... flanders poppies so red my heart forgot their meaning blood red the field of sacrifice young men thrown up against the gleaning of hatred, and social separation the better in their wickedness the lesser in their degradation so hinge the sorrow of a generation

brizo

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First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/21/2009 11:28:17 AM
poppies so red my heart forgot their meaning blood red the field of sacrifice young men thrown up against the gleaning of hatred, and social separation the better in their wickedness the lesser in their degradation so hinge the sorrow of a generation

brizo

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Friends become distant Posted: 11/14/2009 9:27:33 PM
necro, this is really good... I could feel your frustration, wanting to reach people who you suspect just don't really care enough to make the effort to reach back...

brizo

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Brizo's poems Posted: 11/14/2009 3:30:54 PM
why thanks ladies!! I found this looking for ee cummings "the boys" and by god I likes it...what fun this man must have been... and I found the most awesome site looking for it....yay! the ellipses and oh my are mine, not e's... the way to hump a cow is not the way to hump a cow is not to get yourself a stool but draw a line around the spot and call it beautifool to multiply because and why dividing thens by nows and adding and(i understand) is hows to hump a cows the way to hump a cow is not to elevate your tool...............................(oh, my....) but drop a penny in the slot and bellow like a bool to lay a wreath from ancient greath on insulated brows (while tossing boms at uncle toms is hows to hump a cows the way to hump a cow is not to push and then to pull but practicing the art of swot to preach the golden rull to vote for me(all decent mem and wonens will allows which if they don't to hell with them) is hows to hump a cows ee cummings

brizo

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In another room Posted: 11/14/2009 9:02:05 AM
cool, because I liked the first one the best....and I think it's because of the child...

brizo

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Infinite Memories Posted: 11/13/2009 6:19:39 PM
^^^^^I think that if you are in love with someone, there's a magic between you that's like a sacrament...once it's dirtied, it's usually lost and it's almost impossible to regain...

brizo

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yeah, welcome to ramblers anonymouse Posted: 11/13/2009 6:12:52 PM
They also suspect that Vincent was autistic, one of those who could feel, hear or taste colors....there's a name for that, but damned if I know... it would explain painting with a knife if he could feel colors...perhaps to him they had a texture... hey, thanks manny, I was too lazy to google... vvvvvvvv

brizo

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LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/12/2009 10:48:54 PM
many pardons, I thought I was in another thread.... forgiveness set me free I hardly knew how cumbersome my bitterness could be anger was an awkward form a burden downing me

brizo

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LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/12/2009 8:09:58 PM
forgiveness set me free I hardly knew how cumbersome my bitterness would be

brizo

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Brizo's poems Posted: 11/12/2009 7:52:17 PM
buzz one never really knows when the end will come worn down by life and numb sweet remembrances struck dumb leap from your well worn rut do not succumb when you are but a sift, a healthy shift away from plumb place your feet upon the earth and come alive join the hum of the thriving hive LS 11/12/09

brizo

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Brizo's poems Posted: 11/9/2009 7:47:59 PM
Jer, thanks for bringing that over! I had seen it on your thread and thought it was good...

brizo

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Brizo's poems Posted: 11/7/2009 7:09:09 PM
yellow moon tonight there hangs a yellow moon swollen low in a clear night sky luring pagan ripened strangeness mute witness with a gelid eye revealing things to horrify LS 4/23/09

brizo

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MOYA SINGS BABY-O Posted: 11/1/2009 6:27:07 PM
I know you love your cats... False Idol Opie has a beef about the weather he doesn't understand it's an irrelevant endeavor he looks at me and plaintively meows why can't I make the weather pause with my strange flesh covered opposable paws? staring out the window gloomily running to the door expectantly pausing at the threshold whiskers twitching shakes his paw disdainfully for it's still raining Aren't I the God of mammals? Do I not know when Polly's on the table and Opie is about to swat the plant? Does my loud "NO" define what shall, and shan't? I make the food to magically appear under the metal of the can the litter box was scat filled and now it's pine again And I am tempted by his faith to shout into the sky even on Sunday day of rest but I won't even try I am only a mere household god and he cannot know why... LS 11/01/09

brizo

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The Great Virtue Sitting Parlor and Greasy Spoon Posted: 11/1/2009 4:12:58 PM
awww Woobs, now you know why I write if you seem as if you're gone too long... I've been online for quite a long time now, like you. I've lost friends before and it's always so stunning. If the family isn't aware of your blog places, many times your online friends don't know until months or weeks later that you've passed...

brizo

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The Poetry Barn and Eatery Posted: 11/1/2009 12:37:01 PM
Happy belated birthday, goat... The present was great, a new job! Reminds me of the time I found both job and apartment on Friday the 13th. I'll always have a fondness for that maligned day... I wrote this a month ago or so...mid life crisis and self examination time...again... every decade I think I've found myself the definition changes...your psalm 911a reminded me... magic what i probably deserve is living yet another round living without nerve has left my ego chained and bound I want to cast off fear but life has made me look around Oh, failure does come dear even if courage can be found so life will force a change and choices to be made surround will I dissolve my chains before my life becomes hidebound I can't remain the same this limbo will run me aground my spirit will be lamed vitality and hope will drown and so I send a plea to universe wise and profound my hearts desire to me the ripples of my wish resound LS 10/03/09

brizo

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Table d’hote Posted: 11/1/2009 12:14:12 PM
Jer, 1049 is to die for... seriously, pun aside, it's really good...

brizo

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Brizo's poems Posted: 10/29/2009 9:33:20 PM
Heart of the Matter Don Henley, Michael Campbell, J. D. Souther I got the call today That I didn't wanna hear But I knew that it would come An old, true friend of ours was talkin' on the phone She said you'd found someone And I thought of all the bad luck, and the struggles we went through And how I lost me and you lost you What are these voices outside love's open door Make us throw off our contentment and beg for something more? I'm learning to live without you now But I miss you sometimes The more I know, the less I understand All the things I thought I knew, I'm learning again I've been tryin' to get down to the heart of the matter But my will gets weak and my thoughts seem to scatter But I think it's about...forgiveness Forgiveness Even if, even if you don't love me anymore Ah...these times are so uncertain There's a yearning undefined and people filled with rage We all need a little tenderness How can love survive in such a graceless age? Ah...the trust and self-assurance that lead to happiness They're the very things - we kill I guess... Ohh pride and competition cannot fill these empty arms And the work I put between us you know it doesn't keep me warm I'm learning to live without you now But I miss you, baby And the more I know, the less I understand All the things I thought I'd figured out I have to learn again I've been trying to get down to the heart of the matter But everything changes and my friends seem to scatter But I think it's about...forgiveness Forgiveness Even if, even if, you don't love me anymore There are people in your life who've come and gone They let you down, you know they hurt your pride You better put it all behind you baby; cause' life goes on If you keep carryin' that anger, it'll eat you up inside, baby I've been trying to get down to the heart of the matter But my will gets weak and my thoughts seem to scatter But I think it's about forgiveness Forgiveness Even if, even if you don't love me I've been tryin' to get down to the heart of the matter Because the flesh will get weak and the ashes will scatter So I'm thinkin' about forgiveness Forgiveness Even if, even if, you don't love me...

brizo

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Brizo's poems Posted: 10/28/2009 6:14:11 PM
when's dinner? regrets regrets rusted nails through the heart that anchor to your past pull loose of guilt learn from it it serves no one to live your life downcast 7/10/09 Om's Palms if I've already posted this just chalk it up to menopausal fog...

brizo

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Brizo's poems Posted: 10/25/2009 12:07:37 PM
a really, really goofy one...in honor of the FIRST SQUIRREL IN MY YARD!!! Let's hope he makes it okay with the cat... helicopter squirrel Oh squirrel, oh squirrel you glare at me all surly your tail awhirl, awhirl helicopter swirly helicopter squirrel and in my mind you're flying through the air because you dare I look into the sky your tail has put you there to put the stealthy drop upon the cat, upon the cat who stalks you like a brat cause stealth is where it's at it's where it's at where it's at

brizo

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Fan Writes ... Posted: 10/25/2009 8:33:31 AM
Brawny you remember him from childhood playful, laid back the only time he ran he was chasing the pus*s does the tail wag the dog? patient with children accepted all food the only time he growled he was protecting his family he taught you love unconditionally and left you too soon with an aching heart full of memories thankfully you have a longer life span....if you don't count in dog years...

brizo

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Erik the Viking's Poetry and other gems for PoF. Posted: 10/25/2009 8:29:13 AM
welcome back, old friend..... internal bleeding move on without a sound you've taken what you want from me I'll see your face around and you'll see what you want to see I'll never let you know how very much you meant to me I'll show a smile and so give back the heart you lent to me and chalk it up to life and lock that door and hide the key and someday when it's safe remember who we tried to be LS 09/13/09

brizo

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!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRAWNY !! Posted: 10/25/2009 8:10:35 AM
that's okay....I'm still blushing from the one time you did write for me... HAPPY BIRTHDAY, B! does the tail wag the dog? you remember him from childhood playful, laid back the only time he ran he was chasing the puss patient with children accepted all food the only time he growled he was protecting his family he taught you love unconditionally and left you too soon with an aching heart full of memories thankfully you have a longer life span....if you don't count in dog years...

brizo

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welcome to writin for losers 101 Posted: 10/23/2009 5:51:30 PM
people with the same god fight over if he had a son wow, what a succint explanation...sometimes you floor me... they also fight over which son was his, duh we're such freakin dipshyts he sent a bunch of brothers saying the same thing in different places and times, over and over....and we still haven't grasped it...laugh: burn in flames as our policies fail thousands die as we try not to look in their eyes it won't happen to me not my family and some of us still love in shame unable to share a name oh we don't ask and we don't tell ooh, what's that smell? we condemn child molesters but we watched Britney on MTV lolita skirt and socks past the knee how old was she? sex is lurking everywhere but children, just say no deny what nature gave you 'cause good kids don't use birth control

brizo

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The Poetry Barn and Eatery Posted: 10/23/2009 5:41:16 PM
Revenge is a dish best served quickly instantly, if you're dealing with the feline brain....of course, they can remember for years when you fed them the canned... Mine just suddenly decided the kitchen table is a great place to look out the window. After all these years! Never mind the windows run clear to the floor and the view is the same...revenge (or justice, IMO) was a dish served cold, and quick. I'm fairly tolerant, but the counters and table are cat free zones, for obvious reasons...

brizo

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Brizo's poems Posted: 10/21/2009 6:51:44 PM
because of the misery, the joys are sweeter....what could mean anything to someone who has everything? dichotomy in love's mirrored hall filtered through projection we barely realize the beauty of our idealized reflection each vision belongs to us what do we choose as real the way we feel about ourselves or the way we make them feel? Ls 8/13/09

brizo

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The Poetry Barn and Eatery Posted: 10/18/2009 9:20:14 PM
three words....foam disc shooter...no permanent harm, operant conditioning, and a wee bit of revenge...

brizo

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Brizo's poems Posted: 10/16/2009 9:38:25 PM
sweetheart, you are way too good for anyone who would leave your vibrancy...my god, who could possibly be better than you?

brizo

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Brizo's poems Posted: 10/15/2009 4:53:54 AM
a goofy one... already bored with this game (as some warned I would be) one I uncovered the celestial picture and now it's Rocket Mania... but mostly reading...three new series books from three different authors as fast as I can inhale them... cosmic stacker playing cosmic stacker I'm a slacker, slacker, slacker I like the ice in Pisces cause it's nice The music's sort of dippy cause it's trippy, trippy, trippy I take another sippy of my blackberry merlot oh no, no, no here come those flying rings gotta quickly stack those things before I lose I just read some reviews that gaming might help fuse the connections in my brain so, it's not a sin, amen and I'm playing it again, again, again LS 7/11/09 Terse Verse Nova Hood etc...

brizo

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crayons dipped in phoenix fire Posted: 10/13/2009 7:35:52 PM
Ash, #752, about Ike, is wonderful.... It's deceptively simple, but each word is placed in such a way that it not only rhymes but perfectly describes the situation. And it is all in your own unmistakable voice. So well done...

brizo

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FRAGMENTS FROM THE CENTRAL FLOWER Posted: 10/11/2009 11:30:37 AM
I'll take that second hand compliment by default, and thank you for it, sir...

brizo

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FRAGMENTS FROM THE CENTRAL FLOWER Posted: 10/11/2009 11:15:59 AM
Something about her pilgrim soul and the changing lines in her face she was having none of it this line gave me the lols...(do you ever wonder if she was his brown penny?) lovely, lovely always lovely, Blackie... Thanks for the history lesson on Celan, you've definitely intrigued me enough to go googling...(why does that phrase remind me of bugs, I wonder?)

brizo

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Broken Posted: 10/11/2009 8:10:33 AM
how rude of him...so very many of us are "broken" in some way or another. Putting yourself back together makes you stronger than never having been tested. Your song of self was a lovely reply...

brizo

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Brizo's poems Posted: 10/10/2009 2:49:18 PM
I really like the way this one came out...(hope that's not conceited). Because sometimes it seems as if I'm not writing at all, it seems that someone else is writing, the words come so fast and insistently, words I barely knew that I knew. Someone smarter and much more elegant than me...I look and think, I wrote that? Well, now that everyone is secretly thinking I'm schizophrenic... anyway, bringing it home... October they gather in the golden beans swirl, swoop regroup take census on the wire meet in the road conspire wind, rain and first frost oh, I know but this, this informs my bones these feathered oracles going home LS 10/03/2009 Theirs, Mine, Yours

brizo

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Snapshot: Oct. 10, 2009 Posted: 10/10/2009 2:39:37 PM
or one good clipper....

brizo

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The Age of Innocence Posted: 10/10/2009 11:10:42 AM
Happy Thanksgiving Autumn! You've got me in the mood now... Glad we share a border...

brizo

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Brizo's poems Posted: 10/7/2009 4:56:56 PM
Right now I have three cats... Opie who is now inside and doing really well. He was an outside cat at my boyfriends house (he was in the garage) and again here, but when Simon died I brought Opie inside for the first time because I was afraid he'd be lonely...he's done wonderfully, doesn't eat plants, doesn't scratch things...the only problem he has is hairballs, and I put him outside when I hear that so he can eat grass. Polly, the one who got hit by a car. Her jaw is stiff now so she needs help grooming her back. Sometimes food falls out of her mouth, she still tries to eat dry food and she can, but she's not as neat as she used to be. Her eye is part blue with blindness but a little green came back, and I'm hoping that means she can see a tiny bit out of that one. She still plays, and I fall asleep at night with her purring (and trying to share my leg warmth) How I wish she'd touch backs instead... Then I have Charlie Camper, and he's kind of hard to warm up to. He lives outside because he sprays, and he needs neutered. I took him home from the campground at the state park, someone had abandoned him and I couldn't stop worrying about what happened to him during the week when it was slow, and what winter would be like for him. He's extremely vocal, especially about his food, which he thinks is coming every time I open the door. The last two night he's amused himself picking a fight with Opie. I'm hoping to find him a home so he can be happy and inside for the winter, but he does have pick of at least three warm houses which can be stuffed with straw...

brizo

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The Great Virtue Sitting Parlor and Greasy Spoon Posted: 10/6/2009 9:54:58 PM
Solo, you're the best rhymer...sigh..... Woobs, I like that last poem a lot..there is a beauty in utility. I've never thought of nails as joyous. Who knows what little parties they're having in the toolbox while I'm at work...

brizo

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Brizo's poems Posted: 10/6/2009 9:49:02 PM
Pickles, I love how down to earth the Netherlands are...how unpretentious and simply they live, how they ride their bikes everywhere. I think I could be happy in Amsterdam, yup...and, I love their furniture, lol...oh yea, and tulips too... ooh, Autumn, Stonehenge! I'd love to see that. My dream is a European vacation. Woobs, coastal redwoods are so pretty. I look at the pictures of Islands on the west coast and want to weep with homesickness. Sophia, I would recommend the oocean, you seem as if you really love the water. Ommie, a thousand hugs. Thanks for the compliment. Good to see you here, you'll have to get a cycle pic so we can see what you've been doing all summer...

brizo

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Brizo's poems Posted: 10/5/2009 7:03:56 PM
Trulio, the hen I'm writing about has enough problems with being The One...if she takes any more oxygen small animals will keel over... We, it's okay if you rhyme in here...I rhyme all the time, and no one should have to apologize for rhyming, it is what it is... I NOW DECLARE THIS A RHYME SAFE ZONE....IT IS OKAY TO RHYME IN HERE... Wow, I'm envious...I wonder what a foreign country would be like...according to the web quiz I took, which is at least as accurate as a magic eight ball, my city is Amsterdam... ******************************************* within our hearts there is a garden and a table set for only one a private place in which to pardon our mistakes and heal to reaffirm our love of self and grow toward the sun LS 8/09/09

brizo

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Should I give this woman a second chance? Posted: 10/4/2009 5:21:50 PM
I see that you have your mind made up but I think you should give it another chance. Yes, she was a little disrespectful, but she did apologize. When you wonder whether it will happen all the time you're borrowing into the future...why worry about something that hasn't come to pass? I'm sure if she started canceling plans or placing you at the bottom of her list of priorities, you would notice and walk away long before your heart got involved...

brizo

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First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 10/4/2009 4:47:20 PM
Lost without words is a lonely place to be exiled from your heart I can see the cold wind blow from the ice in your eyes as the stranger leases space

brizo

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crayons dipped in phoenix fire Posted: 10/4/2009 2:43:49 PM
ash, welcome back! I wasn't offended, just figured you'd abandoned your thread, it wouldn't be a first around here. I'm glad you came back and claimed it, there's something to be said for continuity, for owning it... If you find yourself without internet again, remember the library... manifesto what i probably deserve is living yet another round living without nerve has left my ego chained and bound I want to cast off fear but life has made me look around Oh, failure does come dear even if courage can be found so life will force a change and choices to be made surround will I dissolve my chains before my life becomes hidebound I can't remain the same this limbo will run me aground my spirit will be lamed vitality and hope will drown and so I send a plea to universe wise and profound my hearts desire to me the ripples of my wish resound LS 10/03/09

brizo

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Learning from words Posted: 10/4/2009 2:29:44 PM
we inhale hope and exhale longing... Language is the way we create ourselves. We were born speechless and, without speech, knew only need or fear very nice, professor....

brizo

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Brizo's poems Posted: 10/4/2009 9:47:02 AM
oh, wandering...I'm feeling the itch again, pretty hard.... I thought this would be it, and I'd be content. And I have been more at peace here and involved in my surroundings, more than most any other place in Ohio. But I'm missing pine trees and ocean front drives and democrats and dome homes and restored Bugs... ******************************************** nesting if you were a tree I would fly to your shelter and take my chances I would nest in your leaves and rest in your branches you'd be my home in endless bad weather a base for flight when I roam I'd preen my feathers before too long healed enough to sing my song LS 07/18/09 first, last What Tree are You

brizo

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Brizo's poems Posted: 10/3/2009 3:51:58 PM
selective hearing I didn't listen to my mothers warning about girls who started life too early couldn't override my heart dancing, giddy twirly sex and dinner, babies came while other girls were being girly regrets, I have a few not many as you'd think for one who listened rarely LS 9/27/09

brizo

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First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 10/3/2009 12:35:40 PM
thanks! I took the liberty of fusing...but the subject matter isn't very pleasant, sorry... every day a new set of pictures firing the oven of our souls my god, my eyes to witness suffering warm and fed in my safe country and know that others wet and hungry brokenhearted search for others in the rain mudcovered dead

brizo

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First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 10/3/2009 11:45:13 AM
what i probably deserve is living yet another round living without nerve has left my ego chained and bound I want to cast off fear but life has made me look around Oh, failure does come dear even if courage can be found so life will force a change and choices to be made surround will I dissolve my chains before my life becomes hidebound I can't remain the same this limbo will run me aground my spirit will be lamed vitality and hope will drown and so I send a plea to universe wise and profound my hearts desire to me the ripples of my wish resound

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