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joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

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reflection of past year into the future... Posted: 11/22/2009 10:41:13 AM
on the topic of seeing and being... Vision and hope of the seers Full of prayer, anguish, tears The dust shaken from her dream Awaken to a day supreme Of the earth to be revealed Days and secrets and hearts concealed From beneath the dark and silent loam In darkness dreaming of a way back home Past death and life and poems too As earthen as both dust and dew To wake in me and to declare Through moving lips a silent prayer In my curved hands I try to cup The settled dust I do lift up She, the mother of all thought Neath the shining heavens where life is wrought Where lips laugh and free souls rove With face and body and memory’s trove Mere dust no more, its nothing less Than the gift of consciousness As sure as terror, death and pain Love and passion shall come again As all that’s borne must die, so all Dust shall live, its natural And yet I barely understand What I am holding in my hand This fragile dust of hope I keep In my heart as I fall asleep

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 6433 (view)

First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/22/2009 10:11:25 AM
she already knows where your mind has been for she knows all men are men with wisdom, she knows where your thoughts move and of the rythm you wish to groove for she expects that your like the rest transfixed upon her heaving breasts

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 8029 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/22/2009 10:03:23 AM
being amused by live cartoons that surround my life each day for what appears as tattered ruins is a chance to dance the fray for time spent lost to worry is time not spent in laughter step back and see the irony while here and not here-after

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 6416 (view)

First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/20/2009 10:27:11 PM
the moon howls as the wolves slide by as my caution fades into the nocturn not stupid enough to sit and ask what, why as the world around me burned effifgies dead, crisp on the stake blood drinking chalice seekers willing to take the life of a communist who didnt wake dead as the sky, who learned? sorry 60to70, good verse.

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 8006 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/20/2009 9:53:35 PM
a damp shady place is no place to play but i aint a player and i aint gonna say why i do what i do and dont just obey is the nature of that whats me worlds crashing down i will walk away the roads now a movie to my dismay at the end of the day i will be no need for no special decree sorry J. its all happening too fast.

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 8004 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/20/2009 9:30:33 PM
sorryy axe. sorry. it wasnt sitting right so i changed it. anyway..... baked clay is the pigment of a Navajo July as i stand in the desert waving goodbye' it will never pay to go and ask why i am best off just heading the other direction (where i wanna go will get me banned) thoughts undigested all out of tune ideals diisected at some point round noon pray that relief may find us quite soon just a sundial from a long lost erection (i just didnt say this)

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 6409 (view)

First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/20/2009 9:03:50 PM
in the high mountain desert where there aint nuthin but sand i question my ethics and the things i demand but i am just walkin' this earth alone whats done is dead despite the groan a good worlds inside us that dont leave us alone looked up and i did cuss as i pick up the phone

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

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LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/20/2009 8:20:18 PM
like the white spots showing on a throw of black dice like surviving the shit that ran out and did twice like a cat stuck in thought in a world of blind mice the cow, he aint jumping the moon. the bills have been paid as darkness falls as masses lose themselves in that which enthralls im good with myself and can mute the calls I know that we'll meet quite soon

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 6401 (view)

First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/20/2009 1:03:33 AM
finally to set oneself free of self so that one can stop being an elf if you feel you cant, then sit on a shelf take one to the temple for the team creeks unto rivers and river to the sea heading on downstream till i know i;ll be free in need of a nap im sure you agree before i burn out swimming up stream

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 7988 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/19/2009 10:49:13 PM
hope to see you at the dooor, once you realize the score. begging for forgiveness is a big bore i tell ya, it is over-rated sin, i got no idea where your first lines from yet it bleeds with resonance like a drum at times Im quiet, that dont make me dumb i respect things that were desecrated

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 6398 (view)

First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/19/2009 8:40:38 PM
a canoe without a paddle floating down the river without a liver, righteousless carefully dodging self enlightenment from a desire to avoid re-runs taking care yet avoiding the addiction of self help in a narcissistic world of just being (if i helped myself, it was, by definition, not help)

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 7984 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/19/2009 8:10:19 PM
heat of the heartlands. oops! another rock, turn again to page one and raise your hand if you own not having a clue about the contents of others' minds appearing to have plans but no cajones are large enough to have claimed they could do whats been done, hindsight being 20/20 vision in the rear view helps but a little moving forward blindly borders on epiphany (loved that verse, luri)

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 6396 (view)

First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/19/2009 7:38:58 PM
my name is Jam, Jam I am I do not like that Jam I am I think that he is on the lam and what he sells is a scam turns an ounce to a kilogram Pushing meth and percadan (cant spell prescribed drugs, i guess) would you like it in the arm would you like it without harm would you like it with a gram want to see my cardiogram? I dont wanna see your cardiogram I do not want it with a gram i will not do it even with no harm and sure dont want one in the arm give me peace please, Jam I Am i do not want meth and percadan (couldnt resist either. And if i keep going, its going to start to get real redundant, so i will quit while i am ahead)

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 7971 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/17/2009 10:07:44 PM
at sleepy hollow some headless dude went on a rampage so what. this is new york. it starts here and ends here people die all the f-cking time one of these days, it'll be my turn i know that. this is new york.

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 6381 (view)

First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/17/2009 9:48:10 PM
taking the world by storm keeping our children from harm theres nuthin that i wouldnt give for another chance just to live but you get what you get and go on if your lucky you can make it a song if you cant and you fall on hard luck and decide that you dont give a f-ck just remember to not give up hope for theres always a path you can cope my style is old that i know and have heard what is so is just so but i know that down deep in my heart theres a path where im not so apart the breathing i hear slows me down which dont mean you are do a crown for I pick myself up by the straps there are people who care. least perhaps if theres one thing I do while I be is teach my child just to be so that she can grip on the rope while the rest hang their and just cope for theres nuthing that will keep us down so i dare you to buy a round or i could take my thoughts straight to bed where theyll ramble round in my head where i wonder what did go wrong I can sit and wait, but for how long I know what I blead has been said and know that my heros are dead and i know that i am quite alright having survived the crime and the blight someday theres a place we belong we can sit down and write us a song

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 7970 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/17/2009 9:20:03 PM
in the taking do the raking nothings making me come back to you been fooled twice at throwing rice trying to be nice is new

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 6379 (view)

First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/17/2009 8:57:53 PM
we know how to end it put a bullett in the chamber and say f-ck it for there is no magic, no promise there is just what we give to feel needed again tomorrow

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 6377 (view)

First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/17/2009 7:06:47 PM
peace 'n love were promoted not bad weather nor could i predict i'd be hell bent for leather i'm old and i'm cold now and in need of a sweater and the way the clock's moving, it aint getting better i never expected to get quite this old but the mind is still sharp and heart is still gold now i can sit back and wait for whats unfurled (and) do my little part for our great, screwed up world

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 7967 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/17/2009 6:40:07 PM
her goods were not the tariff my soul was not the prize but that was before the first sniff when we bade our last goodbyes she had a sexy midriff her navel turned me on tatooed with a hieroglyph drawn with a black crayon...

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 6359 (view)

First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/15/2009 6:19:01 PM
an enemy won is a war done heartsick avoidance aint any fun peace is within beneath the skin let da'fence down so to dance is a good place to begin

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 6357 (view)

First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/15/2009 4:22:56 PM
for every subject a matter of opinion for every object another lost minion the jar full of olives sits waiting for gin the vermouth ran away with the spoon for every goal a hidden objective each class in statistics a ceramic elective my red shoes Im hiding from the watching detective with no coothe the shoot out's at noon

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 7948 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/15/2009 4:10:06 PM
forgot to capture greyscale hues that flicker and fade at the moment anticipation required to interpret the clues the extended silent lost lament exactly the time i head for the amp slide the keys right in the ignition equipped with hippy helmet and my lava lamp i dont quite get the position

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 6355 (view)

First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/15/2009 3:50:49 PM
just to be near those who once loved them so you can grab them and hold them down so they dont get busted for assault

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 6347 (view)

First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/13/2009 11:44:48 PM
stay very still....life refuses to ignore stillness. no matter how far off the grid i get but i cant be still , probably never will im born to bring hope to the illness (not really, probably) i believe theres a path if we stare into space i believe that my sins are strength not digrace i know what im saying, u can spray me with mace i can handle whats coming, can you handle the chillness? sorry. hard rhyme.

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 7940 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/13/2009 11:17:46 PM
i'm still want to know just where Eldest hid beer you will never know if his thoughts are clear for no one found mine till i called for bail the next they knew i was off to jail why freak out mom she is close to god though i did kill my father with a passing nod to be viscious on the streets of new york still aint no reason to pop the cork

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 7938 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/13/2009 10:33:48 PM
don't expect me to buy coffee next time but i will because you are my friend i may stop short of the next rhyme and perhaps thats where it will end blue glowing glory with nuthin to say divorce ink dry guess i didnt obey i know i stayed true but its all ok there is nuthin i feel to defend sorry D/ next look up.

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 6343 (view)

First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/13/2009 9:46:35 PM
Catch a sombre wave, ride it. my compadre died i denied it. i pass on the cuba libre for what i want is to be free

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 7934 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/13/2009 9:23:48 PM
feel we've somehow failed the test for what we was not our best twice as hard on self than we are the rest maybe they were in fact fooling true artful dodging a long lost art if you keep the horse before the cart win or else you will depart Im not up for any more schooling

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 7932 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/13/2009 9:09:52 PM
no cup of java bold, no targets won my head is aching and ive had no fun the day it over, the race is run ive long lost track who is the one i possess no faith and do what i may but the lack of feeling we must disway as Otis sits on the dock of the bay the gods are dead and thats ok..... (i wanna go on but its against the rules)

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 7930 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/13/2009 8:40:56 PM
another night as the rhythm unfolds the stories i deduce make me laugh in the cold for who gives a crap about alternate worlds its all i can do to live in this one the night is rythym, your soul is your own what i lived through makes me laugh at the cold so lets kick on back and smoke that last bone im done being bold wheres the gun?

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 6341 (view)

First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/13/2009 7:58:35 PM
i ain't dyin' and i ain't losin' track. because i know Im free i aint crying for what i lack i dont care what others decree from you i got purpose, focus and love despite no faith in whats above i will gladly die in belief a dove if another soul should see

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 6338 (view)

First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/13/2009 3:30:00 PM
tis best to be silent if you really want to win for speakin out loud has me beatin to sin i aint buyin nuthin that you sell for a fin just simply, i aint going back life is what it is, who survives a death roll for nun of us know what the future will unfroll my great dance with destiny has yet to extoll i aint dying and have far from lost track

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 7926 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/13/2009 3:17:37 PM
trucks stop you know when the train whistle screams or at least they do so in my dreams when i see that kid sprinting for orange creams I cant help but yell get out the poisons i soaked up are what keep me going but its time to head upstream so we best keep rowing we are moving backwards 'gainst the current Im knowing its well past time to twist and shout

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 7911 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/12/2009 7:28:48 PM
To the brushstrokes of heavenly tumbles to the beauty marks of long lost rumbles for things re-emerge from that which crumbles there is time to strengthen the foundation from lost days, dark and demeaning to years uncontrollable, speeding, careening in moments of grace, it takes will for meaning to realize a new day's sensation

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 6331 (view)

First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/12/2009 7:20:18 PM
i miss her so much, she was my childhood friend Some one to love & cherish right to the end A name etched on a stone in silence As I pass wondering the shortness of life at our brief visit here rubbing my fingers on the cool creviced letters reading the braille discovering the seeming destruction a narrative of love as i go on climbing mountains drained grayer, older, weaker Reading, smelling, hearing the darkness of black depths lightening slowly into sunrise above the stone with a different view becoming an old man that lives

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 6319 (view)

First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/10/2009 7:06:08 PM
learned my lesson there and then that I am not the chosen as i froze in the face of the letch mosin' i got a grip on my wax and know where i dip my bows in i aint gonna fade out before sunrise we can debate and exchange rhymes but that will not forgive my crimes of burning houses and squeezing limes there aint much thats left to surprise

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 7884 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/10/2009 6:15:32 PM
if you joke about blight you dont know that im right as i skip with the last loss still dont make it right the dead keep on walkin i dont know that im that bright im sick of all of the talkin i can see truth when high as a kite

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

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First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/10/2009 4:50:07 PM
waiting with anticipation on a rotting dock i dance with my friends playing beat the clock but when we plug in, the souls will rock for we're rocking for a free world otis redding, i am up for your stairs for i know we're playing musical chairs im up for tomorrow and the despair that it bares i will stand up when i am not curled

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 7882 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/10/2009 4:17:02 PM
like riding a 21st century gondola peering ahead like i wanna fondle ya but guilt sets up and the truth winds in i got no hatred who owns whats been for the truth is crap you know its true and everything we know is blue i aint buying the jump and jive we aint gettin outta here, they aint takin us alive

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

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LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/8/2009 6:43:55 PM
too often stabbing joy as a party pooping ploy pull down your pants to prove your a boy for words coming down we're about to deploy to spread freedom in the streets of afganistan spreading the freedom that the bird is the word as purple haired teenagers dance at the obsurd while the cows sit a-gazing, chewing their curd we're an arms reach from being orangatang

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 6299 (view)

First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/8/2009 3:54:33 PM
you can't make him feed despite hay and water but you can make him bleed if he dont pay no quarter heroine's rapture, stopped at the gate the mad hatters captured for he is runnin late the blues have turned ashur as we try to abate the violence that explodes on the border

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 7863 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/8/2009 11:24:07 AM
A toy railway to satisfy any child's toy desire as i grind it out garage in mosh pits till retire blink if you must for theres a bird on the wire take aim, its your job to snipe it you can keep on dishin' i aint nobodys fool you can keep on wishin. aint turnin cruel you can fish on in the deep of the pool you can bail or just full out wipe it

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 6296 (view)

First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/8/2009 10:42:33 AM
Fallible, incredible - the mysteries of God and man crawlable inevitable - i will make my final stand crucible defendable- ask freely, but please dont demand I will say what i want when i feel it mystical debacle, falling from grace cuffs shedding shackles whats lost is a waste holes patched with spackle there is no disgrace the fruits on the table so lets peel it

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 6289 (view)

First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/6/2009 9:26:53 PM
keep asking why ya gets what ya gets with a plate full in front of the not quite yets folks are a-dying by the hands of beranrd gets you cant hunt for humans out of season acid and qualudes in days of old the laws on my tail so i wont say what i rolled all rules can be broken when you sleep in the cold when the sun sets you dont need a reason (paula schultz is the name on the grave uma thurman got buried alive under in kill bill 2)

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 7857 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/6/2009 9:12:32 PM
hypocracy is our favorite sensation catholisism. favorite creation burned what i lost this zoo station Maggies farms but a lost transfer station recycling or call it the sell it twice blues my recall is shortened and so is mu fuse next thing i am selling is pay what you throw what could be more capitalist then to pay as you go (actually,i dont have a problem with this. good incentive).

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 7854 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/6/2009 4:55:46 PM
she does nothing but swallow her pride i was but nothing when i thought that i died i can dance with the best when i know that i lied i can get quite pig headed when i got the feeling to give up in my sleep and just call up aint gonna happen nor will i take the cup point fingers at will at what will corrupt there is life that i hope for beyond the ceiling

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 7851 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/6/2009 3:26:29 PM
to two hearts pumping in between broken runs lost what we mean theres never time thats left to scream when your tagged your frozen that second never be sorry, there is no crime make amends and take the time if it aint selling, i will make it rhyme they're just losers so i reckoned

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 6285 (view)

First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 11/6/2009 2:40:01 PM
do you like dip sum?' its yum cha, dim sun aahhh graasshaappa you ignore the cruel tutelage of Pai Mei at your own risk for that we must swordfight at dawn to the crazy 88's revenge is never a straight line (a partial ode to the lonely grave of paula schultz and david carradine. whatever it was that happened)

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 7848 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/6/2009 2:16:50 PM
your dignity or life is what's lost so f-ck what others may think with them you'll end up double-crossed if you sign their line in ink truth to self and the gods that i know and perchance a friend or two to wake each mornin' to give what I owe live to give each day what is due

joro

Joined: 12/2/2007

Msg: 7840 (view)

LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 11/6/2009 3:58:28 AM
Whether random, alien or a God send Whatever will be will be But I dont expect no Karmic light-bend To swoop down and set me free Though I suppose its up to interpretation whats your epistemology I am blinded by darkness and bright light its the subtle hues I see

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