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Msg: 26
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Whoppers and Life

With no throne
I sit
but I gotta Burger King crown
even if I eat my whopper alone
I won't wear a frown
because whopper's are good
and so is life
my happiness isn't centered upon being a wife
Joined: 2/16/2008
Msg: 27
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Posted: 6/6/2008 8:42:42 AM
Do you really believe your values are invisible?
you spout words of love loosely from your lips
and then deem them kissable...
actions spoke less
than your mouth professed
but I still sat and waited
for a man I almost hated
and almost loved
almost fealt
almost shoved
away from me
as my feelings were wasted
a moment of happiness
almost tasted
Joined: 2/16/2008
Msg: 28
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Posted: 6/6/2008 8:43:38 AM
I Cry Because I Can

I Cry Because I Can

See that tough girl?
She's only tough because she had to be.
The kindness that comes
is only because confrontation, anymore, is beyond me.
As we are one in nature
Your anger and hateful way divides
Inside this art of skin and bones
An old, tortured soul resides
This image in which you live
That knows so much in life
Still knows not the details
or the complexities of others' strife.
My words may not be the same as yours
But my promise is that they're just as true,
So who, exactly, decides the value
of pain from a different view
Joined: 2/16/2008
Msg: 29
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Posted: 6/6/2008 8:44:12 AM
Gotta Love Jones

My mind goes in one million new dimensions
(intellectual intercourse)
Unknowingly my heart is exploited
(pain that feels soooo good)
quickly I love you.
Joined: 2/16/2008
Msg: 30
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Posted: 6/6/2008 8:44:56 AM
Earth Song

and the moon beam pulling
over our eyes
with carnal urge
or are we carnally
urged to disguise
the rays of light
more with the moon
softly searching
each corner of the wild
finding our inner child
in darkness, silhouettes, and sounds
hollowed trees with life long gone
serve as pews
as the sermon of the earth carries on
Joined: 2/16/2008
Msg: 31
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Posted: 6/6/2008 8:46:54 AM
Last Call

One Night, One Dance......One more dance....
couldja play one more song
so we’ll have one more chance
to whisper sweet nothings
in each other’s ear
or whisper sultry somethings
if we’ve had enough beer
To make us lay down our wisdom
And pick up our needs
And feel with our lips
Ideas taking lead
Joined: 2/16/2008
Msg: 32
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Posted: 6/6/2008 8:48:13 AM
What Was I Sayin'?

All rolled into a blue eyed man
hit and miss
In his eyes I see a kiss...
Hey.....where’d he go?
Am I moving too fast..
Or is he too slow?
......The dance we do to seem interested, but not too much...
"Girl I could care less if he wants me...
but, geez, I bet he has a nice touch."
Forget that man
let’s go get our groove on..
................. She’s a brick....hoooouuuuuse.....................
Relentless rhythm
Until...again....I see him
seeing me
What song was playin
and what was I sayin?
I done forgot the words
Over a voice I haven’t heard..
But if those eyes could talk..................................

they’d probably speak of how goofy I am when I’m nervous
Joined: 2/16/2008
Msg: 33
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Posted: 6/6/2008 8:49:33 AM

Will the supreme irony,
when human experiment is closed,
be of a nation
That upon other nations thrust nuclear insanity?
-oh...pride filled vanity-
Mainstream churches
deviation from the Christian norm -
The intervention of Jesus
-have love, will travel-
never took a devilish form.
The time right for sweeping reappraisal
of church’s teaching violence...
....i watch in silence....
LOVE is an action word
No matter watcha’ heard.
Joined: 2/16/2008
Msg: 34
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Posted: 6/6/2008 8:50:32 AM
Mother Earth

It’s going to take a promise strong, to hold the rainbow now,
To undo all the mistakes thus far, if the heavens will allow,
If only leaders were in the war, not grinning behind a desk,
Maybe they’d for a second think, before ignorance they professed.
Is this path we’re on, one set in stone, decided many moons ago?
Will this earth have to destroy us to once again her own peace know?
Destruction reigns, and rains they cease, her throat dry from her screaming,
Years of speaking, with no one hearing........she has no more tears...
Joined: 2/16/2008
Msg: 35
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Posted: 6/6/2008 8:51:12 AM
My Weakness

Through small bark
the dog has me wondering
about in
his presence
a dream-like state
as I state my dreams
and he dreams of wandering the states
his small barking ceases
as mine reverberates
in these mtns
we howl at the moon
his bark (ever so soft)
is nothing compared to his bite
and my bite (ever so rough)
becomes weak in the midst of his might
Joined: 2/16/2008
Msg: 36
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Posted: 6/6/2008 8:51:53 AM
Pain Spreads Like Wildfire

Is it not in fury ,
we cause pain?
In feeding off of negativity
Another relieves disdain...
Is it not in anger
that we hurt another’s being?
Is the reason for my hurt
the result of another’s freeing
of feelings, mistreatment....misplaced dispair?
We crush other’s so easily
in our search for reason in still air..
For the air holds no answers
But the big picture later explains..
That our hearts can’t grasp the here and now,
but there is reason for our pain
Joined: 2/16/2008
Msg: 37
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Posted: 6/6/2008 8:52:52 AM

Except those allergic few
who share their "pop" with me and you
Or would they share their "soda" if they’re from other lands?
Where you are from, do they shake hands?
Is the meeting of eyes a sign of honesty or confrontation?
Funny, isn’t it, how interpretation changes from nation to nation..
Do you park your Cah or your car in a field or in the street?
Do you throw up your hand when it is in passing that we meet?
When you see the bottoms of my shoes, will you be insulted or ask me to take them off?
If I kissed your cheek upon parting, would you be turned on or would you scoff?
If I held the door for you, would you say "thank you" or walk on by?
Do you find it appropriate to smile, when someone else has died?
When an infant is brought into this world, do you smile or weep and wail?
Upon dying does one begin another path of enlightenment, or do the sinners go straight to hell?
So many different much to learn upon different meetings
Inside us all....regardless of origin....there’s a heart that’s steadily beating
Joined: 2/16/2008
Msg: 38
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Posted: 6/6/2008 8:53:34 AM
Easy Baby

Electricity flows through fingertips
through my veins flows lightening
feeling your hearts thunderous rhythm
as we lie here together.....the comfort almost frightening
your loving rains down upon me
and I find myself unprepared
no shelter - I play in the puddles
each drop of rain moves slow-mo in the air
on tip of tongue I catch them
quenching a thirst that I had unlearned
but the dried up chambers of this fragile heart
not only ached, but they burned.......
with your tin-roof sound I sleep easy
knowing that tomorrow the rains will come again
...rain on baby.....the drought is over.....
and this ain't no fair-weather friend..
Joined: 2/16/2008
Msg: 39
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Posted: 6/6/2008 8:57:04 AM
...despite the angry nature of this poem (written long ago) I'm not an angry WOMAN....hesitant-yes....distant-yes....but everything there is a season..

It takes only one sweep
of your glance across my breasts
To open the wounds that weren't yet healedenough to take the stitches out..
I'm trying my best..

It takes approximately:
-2 "hey baby"s
-1 ass-grab
-3 instances of being talked down upon
- and one instance of the man who comes in 10 times during my 8 hour shifts to by cigarettes he doesn't even need, just so he can watch my ass bounce when I turn around to get them
Before I feel what I once though was my womanly, graceful
Ful body
Is actually nothing but an invitation to
Tits and
F*cking to the man.

I can't forget to mention the man who swears he could "raise me right"
How do you raise your own daughter, sir?
We're the same age......
I seen you at the PTA meeting the other night.
Would that statement be so amusing
if I play it for your wife and kids...
would you have ANYONE to raise
if they knew what you did?
And, by the way
the beautiful works of of art
that you so refer to as "birthing hips"
Are connected legs that are connected to feet
Wearing boots with steel tips......

That I would love to stomp into your face and kick into the side of your jaw
and a knee that I would love to ram into your nuts until you turn blue in the face
and until you puke until you can't puke anymore....
That's what I did the night that one of you sorry excuses for humans took your lusts and aggressions way too far:
I puked until I couldn't puke anymore
and I hurt until...............
Joined: 2/16/2008
Msg: 40
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Posted: 6/6/2008 8:57:53 AM
Siren Sisters

Eye, Eye my bitter captain
yes, there are two
(I speak of one man, on heart,
with an ocean view)
Longing for land
Stinging of sweat
The boat beats north
The swell never forgets
Of woman's touch he longs
From his wind burnt hell
Dark to dawn, dawn to dark
Never ending sail
Mourn at morn
for the sun shall soon rise
Rum distracts, but doesn't relieve
his longing in disguise.
Days upon daze
Mermaids gleaming lust
This sirens song, heard in the wind,
belongs to a different bust.
No longer can he win
His throbbing loins call for home
No reason, nor rhyme
in the strength of the song
So, to jump from the deck
Not owning his need
The song of the Sirens
will to disaster lead.


When sailing the seas
and searching for riches
Beware of the songs
of disastrous b i t c h e s.
Joined: 2/16/2008
Msg: 41
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Posted: 6/6/2008 8:59:19 AM
War - Times

I loved a man who went to Iraq
The man behind the new eyes, familiar only with attack
And judgment, upon judgment to be made under fire
No shower, no sleep, their souls become tired
So they pray to their God, both civilian and soldier
One moment of peace, in this world that is smoldered
Only love conquers hate, reguardless of creed
So much has gone wrong due to ill-planted seed.
Joined: 2/16/2008
Msg: 42
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Posted: 6/6/2008 9:00:08 AM

Like it will never end...
this ever-changing light that shines...
I may dance to a different tune...
But I can assure it's all mine...
A long time ago I learned
that living for others proved to be quite tiring
Those that try to shoot me down, while I dance around,
will miss and keep on firing
Anger has no home here
although on rare occasion it stays for lunch
I've fought enough fights, been read my rights
and recieved one too many a punch
Someday this life will be over
and the half that I didn't control sopped up pain...
So until the lights shut out, in the heart and this soul..
I'll hang around here and try to act sane..(kinda)
Judgement to be placed on 27 years,
is critical, usually, I find...
but upon dropping all charms, and meaning no harm...
there's no mirrors and smoke to my kind...
I mean what I say when I say it
I live alone, and have for nearly 10 years...
You tell me what causes a woman to do such...
Go ahead, please, dress my fears....
My shoes, I'd let you wear them...
If I could find them, i think they are lost
But I'll gladly run barefoot in sand or in grass
if merely losing my shoes is the cost
Or losing the good graces of others
because that too can prove to be of no worth
It's just God and me
Living in this brand new city
and all that's certain is a death and a birth.
Joined: 2/16/2008
Msg: 43
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Posted: 6/6/2008 9:04:35 AM
Pissin' in My Cornflakes

I "play" jealousy bout as much as I play golf
the pot - i'm not gonna piss or get off
I'm gonna sit here ...and contemplate
just for a moment, the things that you hate
then I'll get up, wipe my ass, and keep movin
shit's come and gone, and I just keep on groovin'
Joined: 2/16/2008
Msg: 44
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Posted: 6/6/2008 9:24:15 AM
Sall Good

try to see good in everything
that cynical man
doesn't sugar coat when he sings
and that "crazy lady" on the corner
who doesn't make much sense
doesn't need to when she argues
in a kitten's defense
that child, laughing in the store
as round the corner I stand
had me laughing too
empty wallet in hand...
as the lady holds the door for me
and I spill out into the sun
I thank her first, then smile again
because the day has just begun
Joined: 2/16/2008
Msg: 45
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Posted: 6/6/2008 9:41:56 AM
On My Way Out

Got them Cocaine blues
Got so many friends I can't figure out
Whether I need to pick up the door or answer the phone.....
And everybody's my bestest but we haven't
shared a REAL feeling since we've eaten
...yeah, it's been a minute....
I'm waiting to see what's up
The world: conquered.
Hair - CHECK
Nails - CHECK
Fame - CHECK
Money,Money,Money - CHECK, CHECK,CHECK

Soul - ............................oh,s h i t ................

Joined: 2/16/2008
Msg: 46
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Posted: 6/6/2008 9:44:06 AM
Darker Dayz

Since when did my confidence
get replaced by
this pain in my side?
A pain accompanied by anxiety
And sweaty palms that I can't hide
Alone hurts soo much anymore
Others are overwhelming,
so, one-by-one, I've shut the doors.
Pains that run to the ends of my fingertips at times...
The only way to ease them is in these words and in these rhymes.
But, even when all is said and done
And I've put my pen and pad back on the shelf..
I still wonder,
when and why did I become so uncomfortable with myself?

Joined: 2/16/2008
Msg: 47
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Posted: 6/6/2008 9:44:32 AM
Party's Over

Death came a knockin' today
Gonna be a while before I speak
Dammit Mr. Grim
I can't pencil you in
"In just a moment I'll reach my peak."
[So, death himself
pinned me then and there]
with an Ice cold stare
I found myself

...but, I still didn't.....
...And I need to.....
....and my dear, sweet mother.......will NEVER be the same...
....pleeaase don't take me today....just once more, let me speak her name...

So, my "friends" suddenly have things to do
Don't forget to sweep my pockets....oh, wait, check the shoe
So, how DO my eyes look staring up, empty,
from the kitchen floor?
I've given you highs...and now my life...but, you still come back for more...
How does the look of "help me" feel
When feeling is THAT far away, and nothing is real?
I knew long ago that we were not the same
I'd give the whole world a line if it'd make them happy loved the fame...
Or, what about you, Mr. Jones....yes, you may have more....
But get me my money tomorrow....or I have a friend who will be at your door..
So, follow me around..all, if you will
Throw in some greed and trifling tendencies...and that will seal the deal...
So that when you need, I can open doors....
But, no matter what I do
I AM NOT like you

I would never leave one to die...
THAT is why God made me cry....

For the first time in forever...

...So I'd get the hell outta this joint...
Joined: 2/16/2008
Msg: 48
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Posted: 6/6/2008 9:46:25 AM
I Have Feelings Too

I, too, have feelings
You curse and crush me in every way
I wake feeling good and you ruin my day
My feelings shatter.....
But you must assume that I don't feel
The look in my eyes explains everything I say
Just once, I wish you'd leave me alone
Please.......go away
But you haven't seen the hurt in my eyes
Because you will not look into them
I know inside you feel ashamed
I know alot about how you feel
I see right through you
Because, remember.....I have feelings too.
Joined: 1/12/2008
Msg: 49
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Posted: 6/6/2008 3:08:20 PM
these are great writes. i've seen some of them befor, and some are new to me. I dunno what to say, except, this a great collection. You're a gifted writer, and a great friend!
I'm off to go throw rocks at someone now, have a wonderful day!
Joined: 2/11/2008
Msg: 50
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Posted: 6/6/2008 3:26:45 PM
Great thread sistah Ash girl! Loved every one, keep up the good work!

dabbeling in paints
life is much the same
colours on the canvas
dripping with our pain
poetry of magic words
flow from deep inside
gives a better picture
of all we choose to hide

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