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 hthrfthrhd
Joined: 1/1/2010
Msg: 426
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Laughing with glee, instead of unhappy,
like a greeting card, that is so sappy.
If life is lived but to seek out great joy,
would our other emotions, us, destroy?

If pain is relative how would we know,
great joy if it, too, submits itself so?
My pain is like winter buried in snow,
my joy is like spring, God, let yourself show!
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 427
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Posted: 4/22/2010 3:36:14 AM
my joy is like spring, god, let yourself show
in every face i can see your glow
your beauty surrounds me in all that we grow
from feeelings of passion to souls that know
each blade of grass creates the meadow
 hthrfthrhd
Joined: 1/1/2010
Msg: 428
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Posted: 4/22/2010 5:22:18 PM
Up into an awakened state,
never to hesitate, that’s fate.
Don’t sleep much or you will be lost,
a life not lived, will be the cost.

Let my life on earth be well spent,
keep me on course, as if hell-bent.
Count me still among the living,
my heart still has joy for giving.
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 429
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Posted: 4/22/2010 9:10:21 PM
my heart still has joy for giving
amounts to a hill that cannot be climbed
easily, a heart that has been tested..pausing
related to a mind that is stalled.
giving is akin to receiving
should you be on a colder side
hunkered down, pretty words lose
more than meaning. They make no sense.
Somewhere, someone..is in the dark night that is the soul.
 ...rosie...
Joined: 6/30/2007
Msg: 430
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Posted: 4/22/2010 9:25:57 PM
somewhere
someone
is in the dark night
that is the soul
aching
for solace
a chance to be free
to offend and to pillage
plunder to sea
spiraling
out of control
our of mind
spending much of life... not
living in time
 Thorb
Joined: 7/15/2005
Msg: 431
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Posted: 4/22/2010 10:14:49 PM
living in time
with twisted line parts
found in the heartland
across the sands of rhyme

who's picking who's mind
with so little designer fashion
a bit too much bashin' the id
who ya tryin' ta kid this time
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 432
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Posted: 4/22/2010 11:25:39 PM
who ya tryin' ta kid this time
every id has a poison masquerading
as truth. There can only be so much truth.
Plink. Plop. What you have been given.
Is like a first dawn, exactly abstract
lingering until ground is clear.
 knightwhosaysnih
Joined: 4/2/2009
Msg: 433
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Posted: 4/23/2010 4:21:42 AM
While re-building a brand new construction
It’s important to use the original plans
The repeated collapse of structural pillars
Must not be interpreted as evidence
Of a completely failed design
Simply trust that the billions
Pilfered from the public pantry
Will successfully anchor the new economy
Once again resurrected from the rubble
Rigid irrational and unbending
Same as it ever was
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
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Posted: 4/23/2010 4:42:40 AM
same as it ever was
yes, maybe, because
in the place of no time
there is this fine line
where everything happens
at the same time....

where time's just a grid
we created to rid
ourselves of the chaos
on this slippery course
that made sense in a mind
filled with egos, super-egos and the id...

without labelling here
created from fear
if we step out of that mode
into the infinite abode
we might catch a glimpse
of the purpose of our existence....
 ...rosie...
Joined: 6/30/2007
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Posted: 4/23/2010 6:56:01 AM
the purpose of our existence
is very clear indeed
life live with graciousness
not stuck in greed
and shift to meaning
beyond our physical realm
simply enjoy the beauty
underneath the elm
 Thorb
Joined: 7/15/2005
Msg: 436
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Posted: 4/23/2010 2:21:51 PM
underneath the elm I found a caterpiller
slowly walking the edge of a fallen leaf
pondering nothing outside dimensionality of this scene
time slipped into a moment of disbelief
how could I be late for dinner
watching that worm walk bye
it just may make me thinner
daydreaming beneath blue sky
 hthrfthrhd
Joined: 1/1/2010
Msg: 437
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Posted: 4/23/2010 5:36:45 PM
Daydreaming beneath the blue sky,
soon comes rain dropping in my eye.
Don’t mistake the crystal-clear rain,
for sad tears that are cried in vain.

Without rain the flowers won’t grow,
without tears emotions don’t flow.
I could love you without caring,
like Thanksgiving without sharing.
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 438
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Posted: 4/23/2010 11:59:00 PM
like Thanksgiving without sharing
I would then blow faraway, a dream
I refused to cry..
I brushed away nightmares.
Then all fled me. Cry.
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
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Posted: 4/24/2010 4:15:31 AM
the rest sharpen their knives
to surgically remove the line
forming at the doctor
where the cost is a crime

and if you pay the fine
then it's your heart divine
that needs surgical help
from all the power and wealth
we've amassed at this time

yet where is the love
that flows through our blood?
is it possible our loss
is what drowns like a flood?

is it possible we've sold
our soul to get things
forgetting the real blessings
whisper like angels with wings

we've all but forgot
we love such a lot
bestowed to each other
each a sister or brother

bestowed to this world
our beloved earth mother
bestowed to father sky
but lost if we lie
and kill till we die....

yet if we can remember
and learn to surrender
our well of love will flow
as above, so below

so listen to your heart
let your love become your art
for we really can impart
a precious love for all

and perhaps each time we fall
it's our spirit that we call
for nothing is foresaken
when our love does awaken

 *mandrake*
Joined: 9/19/2006
Msg: 440
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Posted: 4/24/2010 6:36:16 AM
When our love doth awaken,
of innocence shall thy speak,
Ode to such tender passions
that my heart grows weak
in thy presence!
 Thorb
Joined: 7/15/2005
Msg: 441
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Posted: 4/24/2010 8:26:52 AM
in thy presence
schemes get lost
timeless essence
spare no cost
feels like I'm floating
with an empty head
no baggage we're toting
no word needs to be said
diving into the pool of your eyes
that bottomless cup of wonder
no hint of any kind of disguise
love's spell I'm falling under
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
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Posted: 4/24/2010 12:53:07 PM
love's spell I'm falling under
maybe this time I won't plunder
it with my illusion
causing confusion

if I can truly let it flow
the stream of love...just let it go
then the spell that feels uncertain
will unleash a loving curtain
that just keeps rising and rising
like the sun on the horizon

and when it's time for it to set
our love will still flow yet
so even in the darkest night
through the stars we'll feel our light
 hthrfthrhd
Joined: 1/1/2010
Msg: 443
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Posted: 4/24/2010 3:33:27 PM
Through the stars we'll feel our light,
deep within, yet, out of sight.
My warm light has kept burning,
through the years of my yearning.

Now you burn with me on fire,
my burning is of desire.
You burn, as a good liar,
please, God, turn hell’s heat higher.
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
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Posted: 4/24/2010 8:34:09 PM
please, God, turn hell’s heat higher.
burn off the worthless, toast me on a pyre
i fought off the messenger now its down to the wire
your beliefs have left me ill eased

nazi pedophiles claim they are the one
the votes were cast, the deed was done
the war is lost but that battle was won
you are useless, sick and diseased

(ode to the catholic church)
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 7/28/2009
Msg: 445
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Posted: 4/25/2010 1:38:58 AM
have not a full heart
beaten by memories
reminded of how humane
a simple gesture can be
fill it again with hope
understanding is a gift
glory in knowing
all shall come to pass
 Thorb
Joined: 7/15/2005
Msg: 446
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Posted: 4/25/2010 7:37:30 AM
all shall come to pass
shall fall upon the grass
shall wash away like ash
shall be talked about in class
even riding on an ass
reaching for that brass
to rise up from the trash
too much bling is crass
fashions never last
 Windswept786
Joined: 4/20/2010
Msg: 447
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 4/25/2010 5:06:39 PM
fashions never last
but they do seem to cycle around
life that is found in circles
no beginning or end
just looking for a connection
more time to spend
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 448
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Posted: 4/25/2010 10:59:45 PM
more time to spend
watching my sky
it is mine
it ain't yours.
you have a share
but...you watching..is me knowing
I saw a sister in my sky.
And you? What is the sky?
 Inicia
Joined: 12/21/2007
Msg: 449
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Posted: 4/26/2010 10:59:16 AM
that I didn't already know
was everything
that fell before me
between the sheets and
on the streets
never having met
anything remembered
or forgotten
its all news to me
uncovered just once
then revealed dressed
for exposure to elements
of the eyes
crossed and dotted
for a tea...
 Thorb
Joined: 7/15/2005
Msg: 450
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Posted: 4/26/2010 11:45:40 AM
for a tea he crossed the continent
others traversed the horn
twas times of great expansion
the world should have been warned
Europeans want to gain advantage
bypass that middle man
exploit and enslave all they can
building castles in the sand
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