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 WeAre1
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homegrown paint strokes in your head
or otherworldly transmission
glorious colours of violet and red
open a spiritual incision
right into your soul and won't let go
awakening compassion
then down to your heart
the most sacred part
igniting your loving passion
 iceaxe
Joined: 3/13/2008
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Posted: 3/24/2010 2:58:47 PM
{love it, we}

igniting your loving passion
like a match on a windy day
at first a spark and a flash of light
but then it all blows away

as cold as a rock beneath the north sea
as barren as a desert
my time misspent for oh so long
was never worth the effort

(but I'm NOT bitter)
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
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Posted: 3/24/2010 6:15:04 PM
was never worth the effort
was never worth the passion
was never worth selling out
it aint worth being in fashion

theres an old man with hands shaking
who just cant keep up his home
theres a chicken in the oven baking
as we grow old i wont leave you alone

dont be bitter and please dont die so
live large and dream greater things
i may play the guitar but i wont do a show
until i know who sings
 .word.on.the.street.iz.
Joined: 3/13/2010
Msg: 254
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Posted: 3/24/2010 7:04:32 PM
until i know who sings
I will not sing along
Somewhere in that brain of mine
I know who sings this song!!

Some time, randomly, days from now...
It will hit me out of the blue.
The first thing I'll do is pick up the phone
and call to tell you who.

But, at this very moment
I might, as well, go ahead and sing with glee...
because the harder I try to think of it
the more the name eludes me.
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
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Posted: 3/24/2010 8:45:37 PM
the more the name eludes me
yet she exudes natural beauty
captured photographically
smiling genuinely
as a fire burns warmly
perhaps an ash might land on me
reminding me of her poetry
 iceaxe
Joined: 3/13/2008
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Posted: 3/25/2010 7:11:06 AM
Clearer view - now you know what to do
Nearer, too - so may I touch you
fearing not - I follow my whim
appearing hot - this can't be a sin

wearing nothing - but the smile on your face
huffing and puffing - my heart starts to race
feeling atingle - from head to toe
reeling we mingle - hearts all aglow
 sassy_1974
Joined: 12/24/2006
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Posted: 3/25/2010 7:28:51 AM
reeling we mingle - hearts all aglow
Our passion now heightened
our Juices now flow
two hearts in a tangle
two pulses on fire
our bodies now aching with burning desire

Now spent as we lay in a heap on the floor
you gather your clothes as i point to the door
I smile so smugly
your job you did well
you'll be back for me later
your under my spell
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 7/28/2009
Msg: 258
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Posted: 3/25/2010 9:24:09 AM
Your under my spell oh man in the night
I did hear your cries at my door step,
almost like a violin you tried to play me
but my heart would not listen to your tune,
go away and find another my soul in not here yet
it is still with another in a far away place,
where neither you nor I may visit
till our hour had come to pass,
Knock on the door of the silly young maiden
for she shall hear beautiful music,

yet you persist here at my window
with your poetry and songs melting the ice queen,
one rainy day I finally answered your call
to find you still waiting for loves first kiss,
but I did not let you inside and we walked instead
holding hands like school age children,
I did feel the spark of ignition in your eyes
and you managed to light a fire of interest,
one day at a time my sweetest lover I will try
to keep opening the door.
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
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Posted: 3/25/2010 9:33:23 PM
I will try to keep opening the door
though my heart says I can't take any more
of wishing for love from the heartless poor
when they turned away and called me a whore

now I know I've been here before
on the jagged edge of this stormy shore
when cruelty tried to break my core
yet I survived forevermore

and here my mind strangely hears
that song that helped me tame my fears
from a very unexpected source
the infamous, helen reddy, of course....

"I am woman, hear me roar
in numbers too big to ignore..."
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 260
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Posted: 3/25/2010 10:58:41 PM
"in numbers too big to ignore..."
I held you close when I learned how to
I kept your first walking shoe, I replaced
my life with your life..for awhile.
Hey my child you did understand?
Mother is a sequel to a beginning.

What I do not understand
is what I never understood
why is enough never enough?
 sassy_1974
Joined: 12/24/2006
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Posted: 3/25/2010 11:37:19 PM
why is enough never enough?
one more kick
one more punch
did you think you were tough?

Me-puppet
you-master
controlling my life
Well no more will you own me
i put down the knife.

I look at the mess of you
slumped in the chair
theres blood on my hands
but i no longer care

i blow you a kiss as i
walk out the door
Your life i have taken
i fear you no more.
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
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Posted: 3/26/2010 5:10:28 AM
i fear you no more
for i've grown from before
i have found my courage
to stop you knocking at my door
to stop the pictures in my head
of those feelings i was dead
and now i walk a path instead
that's grounded in my heart
surrounded by my art
treasuring the life I've led
 iceaxe
Joined: 3/13/2008
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Posted: 3/26/2010 10:00:32 AM
the centre remains untouched & never relents
while the left and the right cannot find recompense
to take a stand or chop off your hand
sing a solo or join in with the band
voice a demand or go back to the land
go with the flow or speak out and get banned
do your job dutiful or protest and get canned
I take offense, with no pretense when fed a bunch of nonsense
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
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Posted: 3/27/2010 8:39:08 AM
turned out to be another crazy tale
on the lam on the run tryin to set sail
avoiding extradition and the need to make bail
sailing south with my back to the empire

hawiaan shirt, eye patch, hippy helmet, guitar
pirate philosophies contemplate why we ARRRRRH
the compass is broken and we might not make it far
we can live large on the seas till we expire
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 7/28/2009
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Posted: 3/27/2010 9:52:45 AM
we can live large on the seas till we expire
only the sun salt fish and wind shall judge thee
the moon stars clouds and oceans as a guide
my masks placed upon me by society I may remove
and replace with the only true me I know how to be
loved and adored by many that see through it
like a telescope filled with rainbows of dreams
may I play forever in hope of understanding
and run through the sands of happiness
sailing away into my own special places
with the courage and patience to always succeed
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
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Posted: 3/27/2010 10:17:45 AM
nice work


with the courage and patience to always succeed
and with trust in my own definitions
do the next right thing with turned over hope
i can avoid extended decisions

the next right thing takes some intuition
but I know straight up what is wrong
the sins of the past can be tomorrow's mission
i believe theres a place i belong
 EdgerKerouBeck
Joined: 3/16/2010
Msg: 267
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Posted: 3/27/2010 12:20:06 PM
I believe there's a place I belong
Free from the pain of it all
Open your eyes and you'll find that inside
lies the truth that we all like to call

drawn into the depths of rendition
I often find that I miss the big picture
A festering mess that the rest seem to fix
So that all I have left is the written
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
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Posted: 3/27/2010 2:01:04 PM
all I have left is the written
all that i trust is now dead
all that i loved has been bitten
all that ive said has been said

all that i want has been wanted
all i regret has been bled
all that i have faced undaunted
all of the worlds with no cred

all of the places ive been to
all of the years that were lost
all the lives lost without a clue
all the fines paid without cost

all of the things that ive hoped for
all of the things i wont see
all the losses this side of the slammed door
all who refuse their way just to be

all that wonder destraght that keep asking questions
all that embrace the violence we hate
all that who learn without names a-mentioned
all there is to do is to wait

all that we seek can be gotten
all that i want i forget
all that is envious dies rotten
all undone are deeds to regret

all that i am it aint nuthin
all that i dont be shit
all that i wait for is an end to the suffering
all i want is an end to it


(i think i will stop now)
 HAMAZING
Joined: 10/21/2007
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Posted: 3/27/2010 6:19:18 PM
"all I want, is an end to it"......
I find it profound and thorough to an extent
I hope it will find some
to their betterment
seeing that ALL things have their placement
Do you live in a Basement?
Have the walls tumbled down?
Has your legs forgotten how to feel now?
How will your heart beat, if you found the true end?
Only YOU can stop the suffer'n
Experience, trials, tribulations and a little salvation
can lead Us All to view everyday as a scent of Heaven
Oh, that's something to believe in
Loss of count, the many times "I've died!!", only to be revived
After everytime, I be damned, there is some clarification
'cause after the third, (and knowing I'm not a cat and I've passed nine) I figure there's some reason beyond my understanding, That I.................
Come Back
With clearer eyes
Stronger beats of Heart and
Breathing a Bigger Smile
As I exhale........


(rasko )
 EdgerKerouBeck
Joined: 3/16/2010
Msg: 270
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Posted: 3/28/2010 11:49:24 AM
Falling ever closer to oblivion
This city is, but gritty as it is,
I would bleed to see it free.
See, living on this planet
I have managed to gather
What sanity can be obtained
Given the gamut
Of this game.
Its plain and simple
And more then a
Little coincidental,
That a man with a stencil
Hasnt need of a pencil
To render credentials.
Its just a rental, man
This body, and mind
That lies inside it,
Yet oddly I am finding
Scores Of cats that
Try To fight it
And I know Im kind of high but
Cant you see the misery
That we feeding into it?
 Mission_impossible4u
Joined: 2/4/2010
Msg: 271
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Posted: 3/28/2010 9:29:36 PM
that we
feeding
into it

a mere list
a kiss
a bit
of oats
and wheat
for starving
souls
refusing
to eat

the walk
with the dogs
and dance with
the cats

but still
we
feed
and seed
forever in the spring
 hthrfthrhd
Joined: 1/1/2010
Msg: 272
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Posted: 3/29/2010 1:06:40 PM
as we enjoy the prolonged daylight hours
we have more time to build fortress towers
build them high and build them strong
soon a foe will come along

keep your guard and do not sleep
we now have eyes that won't weep
i’ve shed all the tears i had to give
they ran trough fingers made like a sieve
 EdgerKerouBeck
Joined: 3/16/2010
Msg: 273
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Posted: 3/29/2010 2:49:50 PM
They ran through fingers made like a sieve
and shriveled in the sand as if they had lived.
Candidly bandaged in fancy attire,
I scooped up my dreams to find a new buyer.

And lo! in the distance What did I find?
a beaten old beggar, ragged and blind
A dagger, I thrust them on into his person
In trust to live free from the curse of the burden.
 hthrfthrhd
Joined: 1/1/2010
Msg: 274
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Posted: 3/29/2010 7:32:21 PM
In trust to live free from the curse of the burden,
I asked the good Lord, of this you are certain?
Her reply to me, was much less than clear,
she asked of me those whom I held most dear.

I thought and I struggled to find an answer.
I sidestepped and squirmed and became a dancer.
She danced with me through the long, restless night,
by dawn I was complacent and saw the light.
 hthrfthrhd
Joined: 1/1/2010
Msg: 275
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Posted: 3/29/2010 9:06:31 PM
By dawn I was complacent and saw the light,
the rebel in me was unable to fight.
I cried and wailed with pain so heavy and deep,
I bargained with the devil my soul to keep.

She rejected my pleas as if unfounded,
in the heavens above my heart was grounded.
I wanted so much to be young and to flee,
instead I knelt down on my old, aching knee.
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