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inicia

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Haiku Connection - This is It ! Posted: 11/14/2009 8:34:50 PM
Here hold me and stay as the day grows long and fades dream a lover's dream

inicia

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Word Skill Posted: 11/1/2009 12:55:54 AM
Seven sisters show Halloween's gloaming Shadows hide their dance

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Do Jews, Christians and Muslims All Pray to the Same God? Posted: 11/1/2009 12:25:14 AM
would intelligent people not be of reason??? could they be spiritual? could non intelligent people be of reason and be atheist? all humans are little scientist regardless of how unreasonable their theories seem to be. A hypothesis does not have to be reasonable and factual just disprovable to be scientific remember when the world was flat..... WE all come up with theories that comfort us that nurture our ideals whatever suits our societal and cultural beliefs it doesn't mean we are unreasonable and unintelligent. Each of these religions has been nurtured and created in its own culture and society within the Abrahamic tradition. In today 's society we have a choice whether or not to believe in an Abrahamic god or any deity. However an unreasonable and unintelligent person in the middle ages would have been a scientific atheist because one would have been burned at the stake as a heretic if he or she didn't believe. Very unreasonable and unintelligent....but now scientific and atheistic beliefs are copacetic.

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First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 10/22/2009 9:24:03 PM
and turned into dust leavin' him in a bind Lost he would never find his own kind He scooped her precious dust and blew A moist kiss into her dry lips to pull through Her very essence that turned his heart to stone Collecting only a ticket instead of a bone He sent her on her way ticket full her day saved No recall except sand granules on his lip he waved

inicia

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DAILY QUOTES Posted: 10/22/2009 8:40:08 PM
experiencing life is what happens to everybody while living each day... My friend Margaret and maybe someone famous first.....

inicia

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Word Skill Posted: 10/22/2009 4:59:27 AM
In death words silent; In silence Words weigh heavy. Silence captures Lost words between intimate eyes. In life words uncover silences burying Love Corpulent words Express truth which silence finds free, but lost eyes find words to express intimacy happen. invested insanity weeps (luri's last line repeated stanza 10-22-09) over the undercurrent that seeps tears filling the waters so deep Lost in swift rapids that sweep In a river that changes everyday Wander at its banks skipping Flat stones across the rapid way Trace ripples with eyes hoping.

inicia

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LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 10/22/2009 4:02:30 AM
happen invested insanity weeps over the undercurrent that seeps tears filling the waters so deep Lost in swift rapids that sweep In a river that changes everyday Wander at its banks skipping Flat stones across the rapid way Trace ripples with eyes hoping.

inicia

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Haiku Connection - This is It ! Posted: 10/22/2009 3:38:59 AM
it'd be trust in me Verily hurt follows love chase hearts anyway

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Why do Non-Christians feel the need to press their anti-religous belief's on people? Posted: 10/21/2009 10:10:35 PM
It is therefore hoped that this initial look at a subject of pressing importance will inspire more extensive research on the subject. Pressing questions include the reasons, whether theistic or non-theistic, that the exceptionally wealthy U.S. is so inefficient that it is experiencing a much higher degree of societal distress than are less religious, less wealthy prosperous democracies Please note where it states"pressing question include THE REASONS." again correlation never means causation and that was a correlation study. Source: ISSN: 1522-5658 Cross-National Correlations of Quantifiable Societal Health with Popular Religiosity and Secularism in the Prosperous Democracies A First Look Gregory S. Paul Baltimore, Maryland

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Why do Non-Christians feel the need to press their anti-religous belief's on people? Posted: 10/21/2009 11:11:35 AM
correlation is not causal...but hey carry on.

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TOSS SCORE Posted: 10/21/2009 10:51:05 AM
thanks for dropping the note did you wish for me to fill in the blanks>>> or were you trying to give me a clue..... what's left to be unsaid For we find what we will in most

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Haiku Connection - This is It ! Posted: 10/20/2009 10:13:56 PM
timelessly forming broken glass across ages sand spread on the beach

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TOSS SCORE Posted: 10/20/2009 10:04:50 PM
oil and sludge afloat in your heart there with me(luri's last line repeated stanza) percolates and brews espresso strong as will be leaves nothing for the arteries to sooth the sole In the wall the thick rich liquid tamps any hole Nothing found of explosion's source or root seek answers only in the smoldering soot Remnants fond of homes once lost in cost Coffee cups filled together for winter's frost

inicia

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LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 10/20/2009 9:51:50 PM
oil and sludge afloat in your heart there with me percolates and brews espresso strong as will be leaves nothing for the arteries to sooth the sole In the wall the thick rich liquid tamps any hole Nothing found of explosion's source or root seek answers only in the smoldering soot Remnants fond of homes once lost in cost Coffee cups filled together for winter's frost

inicia

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Why do Non-Christians feel the need to press their anti-religous belief's on people? Posted: 10/20/2009 7:07:36 PM
Whoa hold the fort.... Happiness is subjective>> IMO we cannot judge someone else' s external expression of their internal state by our own internal state. As far as statistics go they are not facts they are numbers... one must uncover the facts beneath the numbers.. statistics can be manipulated.. most college graduates with a 4 year degree in Science easily understand that these statistics mean nothing by themselves.

inicia

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TOSS SCORE Posted: 10/19/2009 9:54:49 PM
I find you in heaven toward rapture unseen(luri's 10/18/09 last line repeated stanza) Straddling the girl you knew years before I have become a whore woman obscene I need to hear you call out for all and more Yet we still f*ck without touching like Worthless criminals trapped in handcuffs Hold our heads rigid with infinite dislike Never calling each others ridiculous bluffs

inicia

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Believe! Posted: 10/18/2009 9:50:43 PM
I think that each of us will believe what we believe and if our beliefs do not follow our particular societal laws than we will suffer the sanctions of our societal laws..no matter what our religious/non religious beliefs may be we must follow the imposed laws. And if we disagree with laws than we follow the proper channels to change them... So, a scientist would ask, how, given such a demonstration of all of these different 'beliefs' which are really personal interpretations of 'truth', why should we 'believe' that there is any validity to all of these claimed yet conflicting 'truths' since they are all different? do scientist believe their is any validity to cultural relativity? or ethnocentrism? IMO I believe we do..... scientist have also found validity to individualism personality and genetic differences associated with nurture verses nature> Societal affects on individual expression. IMO scientists have also realized that perception affects ones reality. IMO I think that is how science validates these truths.

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TOSS SCORE Posted: 10/18/2009 1:20:38 PM
there's a start always in each day we do our part opening the way As eve sheds dawn closing lids on fright Open tired yawn Brings us new light

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First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 10/18/2009 1:17:50 PM
there's a start always in each day we do our part opening the way As eve sheds dawn closing lids on fright Open tired yawn Brings us new light

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Believe! Posted: 10/18/2009 1:05:48 AM
IMO if one mistakes truth and light for the same thing that would be unfortunate. Taht some find truth to be distant and elusive is a belief...to me Truth is always near and I can find it any time I need to....we each find comfort in our beliefs and that is what makes the world go round i believe many people find that truth is distant and elusive and found in far away mountains and oceans and many people believe differently too....Like I do or like others do.... Light is about illumination, cheerfulness, wisdom, lamps, shining and brilliance while truth is about verity, stability trust, certainty, balance, equity, be fixed in position, revealing, strong affirmation. this is why light doesn't show truth and truth is known internally and light is shown externally through others eyes unless one is an ego maniac.

inicia

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TOSS SCORE Posted: 10/17/2009 10:43:15 AM
forget (dimestore minstrels last line in cinquain on the membrane 10-17-09) time collapses all that has died is born within souls solid journey on rising

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Believe! Posted: 10/16/2009 5:59:39 PM
truths are internal and facts are external. We know truth from an internal state. WE know fact from an external state.... yes they both remain constant unless the two states fluctuate...

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TOSS SCORE Posted: 10/16/2009 4:58:07 PM
Occupainti Eyes so blue they revealed All that was true and hidden in me. You brought to me everything you Had—wrapped us in your paint tarp, Rolling beneath the inky celestial expanse My breath caught smothered in flecks Of dried paint and beige dewy canvas, I broke free of that stifling oilcloth. Hid behind the willow tree and peeled my Swimsuit from underneath my dress Exposed everything on go cart tracks You grinned from ear to ear and waved As I gave up holding my skirt in my lap. When I was lost in those dry halls You sent origami notes. One day to see your old friend Joe, we trekked. When he asked me to walk away, you Gave me permission, because you were free. He jotted poetry, and books and quotes. One given name, yet I met his chosen name Writing poetry about my dance with my son Before our formal introduction, then I read it From his hands 8mm details spun through my mind Freely, swinging my boy to blues music in an Open Air Theater; a deaf man sat next to me, keeping Beat, tapping his feet thoroughly enjoying himself. He came flooding back in hues so vivid; blood Stuck in my torpid tongue: I complimented Carl On his ability to capture, so perfectly, the sensitivity Of a woman with her son: JC and I danced for Awhile until he no longer heard the music When I was lost traveling through dark rooms He returned to see me Today as fall turns my neck Under summers heavy head Wonderment glazes the greens To Gold, red, and russet leaves I comprehend the giving Some day my paper statues Will fall from a register Vent on some sole caught dry In Air ducts, who so charmed By my love willingly sits With the word winder Who wants only To observe their journey Through the heat.

inicia

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TOSS SCORE Posted: 10/16/2009 4:04:18 PM
Tarot Cards She laid them out In a Celtic cross Telling me about, Which was at loss Turned the final Card It appeared a hermit Bent over staff, carrying a lantern A man wizened hard Walks alone a path unfit For two or more, takes sojourn Upon a mountain looking Forward, light shining down Guides tired travelers walking Solo after day’s sundown.

inicia

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TOSS SCORE Posted: 10/16/2009 12:58:17 PM
Autumn's Tiny Thistle Weed Stiff soft heads cluster Some buds encased in Silky shells unopened Petals forever captured Innocence near others Dry, slanting, fine spiked Seeds still clinging, by The dark star-bursts Empty husks shed Every seed before; Dry stem curls leaves Pressed into shape; Silver sheen weaves Round unbroken stalk Of autumn’s cull to Winter’s snapping Jaw Hinged in cold skull, Breaking all Except the evergreen.

inicia

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TOSS SCORE Posted: 10/15/2009 6:30:22 PM
I thought I was alone but Smoke fills my eyes. From words and prayers Striking my heart but the smoke Hasn’t cleared; So many fires burn Words are Lost on clouds tinged with blood Rushing in our eardrums, as it carries Oxygen through the fire we find in words So I will wait until the smoke dissipates From my eyes and my words no longer burn

inicia

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DAILY QUOTES Posted: 10/15/2009 1:39:23 AM
Out, damned spot! out, I say! by William Shakespeare, "Macbeth", Act 5 scene 1

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TOSS SCORE Posted: 10/15/2009 12:33:49 AM
I post this like a pair of men's white underwear Discarded in haste flying on a university flagpole Hope this flies as unmentioned

inicia

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TOSS SCORE Posted: 10/13/2009 7:07:19 PM
(Last line repeated stanza 10/13/09) Lest til I came upon heavens door (sinlov's last line) revealed my aching soul to the core Peeled back my black and blue flesh Crushed in all this human woven mesh I kept looking up at the sky's floor Into pristine clouds promising rain Hope to still this quite fine pain Into my animal skin I cut the door

inicia

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LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 10/13/2009 6:59:54 PM
lest til I came upon heavens door revealed my aching soul to the core Peeled back my black and blue flesh Crushed in all this human woven mesh I kept looking up at the sky's floor Into pristine clouds promising rain Hope to still this quite fine pain Into my animal skin I cut the door

inicia

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TOSS SCORE Posted: 10/13/2009 5:15:11 PM
Helium balloon 5 o'clock lays cracked on roadside with the rest of the day's debris singing sparrows wings do glide I walk trail ways a rush of 18 wheels Whips my coat open with zeal Catches that string and steals it up up and away and I am free

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TOSS SCORE Posted: 10/13/2009 1:07:15 AM
HOBBies I read spearheads jagged and barbed carelessly discarded after a kill, dead now but her words taught me the curve of a well honed stone sharpened with nerve to strike to the bone with eager haste I pick up that waste of both the archer's glory and mom's memory I do preserve all used benign edges and create stone hedges for I've energy to conserve

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Wisdom..what indeed is Wisdom? Posted: 10/12/2009 11:32:21 PM
Sophia Look up Sophia at Dictionary.com fem. proper name, from Gk. sophia "wisdom," from sophos "wise." higher or lower worldly or spiritual>>> One thing I haven't noticed mentioned while wisdom means many things to many people and I may have missed it in previous post for me one thing I don't believe wisdom is and that is a weapon.

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TOSS SCORE Posted: 10/12/2009 10:47:55 PM
eyes I try so hard to hear you What do you say? Speak up My ears are full of you So little of me comes From my mouth, You Saw me today? Who Was I? for thee? So many people Run into me While I hide BehindThem, Pouring my soul from paper cup Experiences Filled with The mouthwash Of faith That hangs sour Between us

inicia

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Haiku Connection - This is It ! Posted: 10/12/2009 10:36:21 PM
penetrates my soul the world tips its axis rolling to and fro

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Believe! Posted: 10/12/2009 8:21:57 PM
IMO A terrible misinterpretation of Good stewardship and dominion

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TOSS SCORE Posted: 10/12/2009 6:52:15 PM
only you know my heart within(sinlovs' last line in last line repeated stanza) cries out to find in everything the trace you left with your grin When you supplanted a king the seed spit between bites Of fruit found in garden delights Left for souls unbent an[d] blind To us find mercy and kind 10-12-09

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LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines Posted: 10/12/2009 6:46:00 PM
only you know my heart within cries out to find in everything the trace you left with your grin When you supplanted a king the seed spit between bites Of fruit found in garden delights Left for souls unbent an blind To us find mercy and kind

inicia

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TOSS SCORE Posted: 10/12/2009 6:25:14 PM
Betsy: A Stray Puppy A thin coat of black and white spots Legs stout eyes warm brown dots The dog barks at nothing I see My only son brought her to be I relinquished responsibility To the hound, young and spry Absent more than home I find I am assigned his task grind Of training the curious beast Excursions for duty at least Result in a ground sniff feast With little heed to bladder nor Bowel I keep stepping in her foul

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TOSS SCORE Posted: 10/12/2009 12:40:18 AM
Inspired by the TNT's "Train Journey Thread" A train’s never lost Always follows Tracks, where they Are laid, only An Empty vehicle Heavy steel Pulled by Grinding Wheels On iron Pathways Laid across Expanses Of land On diverse Ranges Finds Company In the noise Of her own Engine And Grinding Wheels Across Strange Trails

inicia

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TOSS SCORE Posted: 10/12/2009 12:24:48 AM
drank of me deeply (luri's last line in Haiku connection) held me close in a wineskin round his shoulder Carried me through streets I wouldn't dare walk alone Helped me find a home My shadow and I We are never separate Just two sides of one That shadow creeps up sneaks in my mind and tells me secrets I will not Of darkness they be I wish them false and childish often they ring real In this reality Stepping into my shadow I find a safe place and change in my pockets

inicia

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TOSS SCORE Posted: 10/11/2009 11:36:10 PM
Haiku connection(10/11/09 wait at the curbside suitcase in hand travels on scraggly tufts standing scraggly tufts standing sunlight pours on the strong ones seed spread roots freely -Fresh edited from MYKU ------- Bushels of peaches roll into home made preserves On top of love's toast

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Haiku Connection - This is It ! Posted: 10/11/2009 11:21:21 PM
scraggly tufts standing sunlight pours on the strong ones seed spread roots freely

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TOSS SCORE Posted: 10/11/2009 11:12:51 PM
Pets Domestication cat clause warm pause dog tows cold knows odd smells Bird Yells Feazed Wing Beak Brakes Doesn't sing Tea Cakes Cages Collars A heart hollers fur, fluff and feather Comfort kind heather Lazy Daze will amaze Curled Titer Calm our chatter Alleviating Weltschmerz With twitter, nose nudges and soft purrs. 3-30-2005

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TOSS SCORE Posted: 10/11/2009 10:49:38 PM
I resurrected an old poem I wrote for a college writing prompt: it was a woman's face superimposed over a punching fist.. My Face I search for those like me who've lain their bodies down( reference to ISIAH 51 KJV ) for others to cross over Undercover We're all broken shamed analyzed, criticized, degraded victimized my face is a fist It batters outward Screams dirty names Pounds with a twist My voice speaks the words Makes outrageous claims My knuckle break through Causing a big scene Erupt into the obscene but they don't hear the due Some think I am mean I curl them at the joint Just to prove my point My eyes flash bruising My face flat, forceful I scope words cruising For oppressive pull I don't miss a beat; I deliver the heat. It's on ever street. Most people we meet. In every house, on TV How much unlike do we see? It slants to them and we. A testament to the injustice. Inequality rides, Passing judgment On waves of raised fists: walking the precipice Black, Yellow, Crimson, and Red Sweeping, foaming tides Never blending , only dying On the beige concurrent beach. when born new and pudgy Spoon fed freedom and quality Show no sensitivity See through conformity's haze Any color can wear a suit of beige True freedom-a teasing torment Out of our reach never unifying Individually trying. 1/5/2005

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TOSS SCORE Posted: 10/11/2009 9:42:20 PM
A Place for my stuff in the poetry forums...if you care to share you are welcome... I am not going to pick up all my old stuff from the forums and post it in here. but un-posted or new stuff will go in here. Write the stuff you would like to toss or the stuff you think is a score. TOSS is also an acronym. Here is the first couple of poems I’ve seen colors in this kaleidoscope Break down and reshape as I float towards my spot, bits of colored glass cut and snag my woolen sweater that blurs the focus, the circular peering glass holds an eye While I move about, in and out love’s pure Clear, and bright room left for smaller pieces Let our long gaze see myriad of change Watching while our woollies snagged and tattered Hang loose their shrinking forms our broke buttons Polished with fingertips aged oils due Clasp together holding thin the skin yet new Tinted dancing rays splash myopic eyes ripe Forever you might know I am not your type ........ Last line repeated stanza Swim blinded screaming marco polo(joro's last line) Snakes slither released from her head Memories wrap around like seaweed Pulling divers of stone down below Roll onto the sand, shore in hand Parched halls salty tear cry in land Whereupon, sand dollars crumple under Footprints placed ages before on a grassy knoll

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Haiku Connection - This is It ! Posted: 10/11/2009 8:54:44 PM
waiting at the curb suitcase in hand travels on scraggly tufts standing

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First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 10/11/2009 8:29:24 PM
being active you know is real bright cried the raven searching the waters For land on that long flooded night Nevermore he cried to waken Poe From Pallus' victorious shoulders Musing for the loss Poe did almost lose the tapping on the door at cost Of sweet forgiveness from Lenore

inicia

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Believe! Posted: 10/11/2009 11:56:07 AM
IMO I can't speak for everyone. I have noticed some faith dogmas and doctrines teach rigid legalism and works, which might lead to expectations of "perfectionism". However for myself the only thing I expect of humans is that we are "perfectly" flawed with or without our belief this helps me with disappointments and self worth issues..

inicia

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First Line, Last Line (Part Deux) Posted: 10/11/2009 1:01:42 AM
see my wide grin through the barrelhouse haze Sucking down cheap cigarettes and kesslers Straight or over rocks if I was in an easy mood the bartender knew my burn I didn't waste time with water set it up for me as I came in but never Knew my name, In the early days I only danced fast, and always all night long never kept lists If my memory served pizza At 3 am in motel six but couldn't recall your face The pizza was no disgrace

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