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 grilledsalmon
Joined: 8/7/2007
Msg: 626
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This is when I get to get up and fly
It's the 3rd time today, but I'm still willin' to try.
I almost got there the 2 times before
but my feet felt glued when I got to the door.
I know I can make it, I have the right 'tude
Just needin' to figure why my heart cries "elude!"
It's out there, I know it, and all for the taking:
success and its comforts for me to start making
One more big PUSH and I'm ready to soar
if only I can find the key to unlock the door...
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
Msg: 627
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First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/1/2010 2:28:03 PM
I'm feeling a bit faint better can an ambulance
and just call the mortition and hurst
cart me away please, send flowers to the church
burry my body, but let me stay in your heart
think of the good times, not the bad parts
think of the time we ran for the hills
made meals, and lived at each other's crib
I am gone away, who knows if its forever
maybe God or those scienctist will think of something clever
and I'll return again, uplift me from your soul
and we'll continue gleefully until the next death unfolds
 grilledsalmon
Joined: 8/7/2007
Msg: 628
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/2/2010 3:40:13 AM
The coin flip of good life or slaughter
She was ready to face it but the moment caught her
What ifs and what could bes surrounding her head
She'd rather be fishing but she stands there instead.
The other life - the one she surrendered
was less than the cost of the fight which it tendered
She would rather have left it behind in peace
but she left it behind with her brow in a crease.
So maybe the odds at fifty-fifty aren't so bad
We all yearn for that other life we never had.
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 629
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First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/2/2010 9:31:54 PM
I guess I'll just stick with me
sometimes more serious
sometimes carefree
sometimes so rebellious
full of mutiny
sometimes too zealous
still learning to let it be
yes, guess I'll just stick with me
on this journey of discovery

ahhh....

I just turned and said goodbye
seems we both gave up and cried
felt there was no more point to try
knew the gift of us was over
knew we'd trashed our four leaf clover
knew the love was buried deep
blind from losing too much sleep
buried now in fault and blame
without the love we'd gone insane
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 630
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/2/2010 10:42:16 PM
without the love, we'd gone insane
how, where does love go?
Is is similar to snow?
does it melt obediently
ruled by a common sense
that is the seasons?

Why does love get buried?
What is a reason to describe
why I stopped loving...you.

Then life can be long
our emotions are very short
the weather did not agree
you liked tea, I swam in the sea.
I liked fantasy, you liked nothing,

Ha! where is love? Once I closed.
Nothing entered. Until one moment
I felt the greater power....not called
not summoned....we were all
knock knee beings. Lectured to.

Until something broke...vividly
I saw that love is more than frequently
not only necessary but inevitably
what flavours each breath I take
each movement you made.
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 631
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/2/2010 11:21:22 PM
following a rhythm similar to "rock lobster"
until I fell into my bathtub
hit my head hard enough to announce
no rain tomorrow
then I stripped off my clothes
stepped into my shower
scrubbing away every debris
that clogged my getaway
in this debacle, I remember...
oh...something very valuable.
I loved your baby picture. so.
and that wondrous babe
twenty years ago in National Geographic
with eyes that saw yesterday, tomorrow
and promised me eternal peace.
someday.
 Erota
Joined: 12/28/2009
Msg: 632
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/3/2010 12:53:09 AM
That promised me eternal peace someday
while today is the tomorrow I worried about
yesterday, so it's the here and now I pray
focused on what I am after in this next chapter
worried not about what the 'who' nay's say
head held up high with much humbled pride
as I sore like an eagle and slay whats inside
conquer those demons that plot so much strife
man, life can be hard when it cuts like a knife
still I press onward with tenacities great might
While I lost a few battles like a soldier I still fight
 grilledsalmon
Joined: 8/7/2007
Msg: 633
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/3/2010 5:07:32 AM
Now I seem to fly higher by just being here
I used to think things were better over there
I've learned from life's lessons to stop yearning for less
It comes down to what's relevant and what isn't, I guess
My take-offs are smoother, my landings are tame
Don't fight drag and/or lift is the name of the game
I soar over worlds with the wind in my ears
I have rose in my cheeks where once there were tears
Yet when I return earthbound, no more eager to roam
It really *IS* true: There's no place like home!
 grilledsalmon
Joined: 8/7/2007
Msg: 634
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/3/2010 8:06:20 AM
Follow the yellow brick road for there's nothing to lose
Look for the scarecrow, the lion, the tin man.
Dance with the munchkins for you are their muse
There's light in their merriment, catch as catch can.
Dreams are for anyone who's willing to venture
take the first step down that path
Speak from your heart, don't dare think to censure
The wicked witch now feels no wrath.
I'll meet you there at the bright gates of Oz
I started my trip long ago
The ruby red slippers will help in your cause
As you take the first step they will glow.
 Erota
Joined: 12/28/2009
Msg: 635
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/3/2010 10:00:01 AM
As you take the first step they will glow
a radiant hue they will surely bestow
a simple placing one foot in front of the other
leading the journey to where dreams are discovered
a place that is sought where aspirations unfold
all by following the yellow brick, yellow brick road
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 7/28/2009
Msg: 636
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/3/2010 6:10:46 PM
follow the yellow brick road, I kissed another toad
but he turned and said to me, lady dont leave me be~
lets go on a date, I wont show up late
and you'll see Im really a prince~

I told him dont waste your time, this is just a simple rhyme
I dumped him in the lake, just for goodness sake
and went on my way, to play all day
for my hair I had to rinse~
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 7/28/2009
Msg: 637
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/3/2010 9:20:15 PM
(sometimes you just know what to say)

like a school of hard knocks
I have been taught the rough way
to appreciate the little things
I may take for granted
finding the good fortune
of tomorrow is its own blessing
and the good reward is
a day lived well
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 638
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/3/2010 11:17:39 PM
a day well lived
balances on my nose
like the worst day which taught me so flippin much.
Strike me down day of reckoning
nothing feels better than your worst imagining
of a day filled with sorrow, pain, agony
throw in despair.
So. I survived.....why the heck does anything matter?
Just because it was worse rather than better.
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 639
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First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/4/2010 1:29:01 PM
bring you down to a deeper level
touching base with the center
feeling the connection with everything
and with nothing

bring you down below ground
where all is a darkened womb
finding roots to strengthen you
growing shoots of new bloom
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 7/28/2009
Msg: 640
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/4/2010 3:39:05 PM
growing shoots of new bloom quicker than you can say que,
the dendrites in my brain fire electrical charges controlling me,
what a wonder of miracles this body called human,
I hope to understand even more someday
 grilledsalmon
Joined: 8/7/2007
Msg: 641
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/5/2010 8:12:10 AM
I hope to understand even more someday
I'm amazed at what's out there to learn.
I hoped to be done with my schooling come May
No suck luck - in the Fall I return.
My life is filled with books and essays,
my time is consumed completely with study
No time is left for any mindless forays
I musn't let my future become too muddy.
When all is said and done I will make them so proud
I will know even more than my teachers!
(though I know at that statement you will just laugh out loud)
I'll be on the field as they yell from the bleachers.
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 642
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/5/2010 8:42:07 PM
I'll be on the field as they yell from the bleachers.
What bleachers? Bleachers are meant to be alone
in the moonlite. In the middle of the day, somebody
is running to prove they are way better than he, she, me.
Who really needed bleachers other than the blind?
Who really cared other than a hunted deer?
How fast you ran and jumped...how with wasted strength
you got away from proving yourself, the world
is always wrong according to private codes.
so what is right is deafness, blindness. Actively.
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 7/28/2009
Msg: 643
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/6/2010 6:48:43 AM
(oh boy C~ you opened the door for me this morning...)

as humanity SCREAMS for a justice unknown,
domination, revelation, exclamation, relaxation,
dishing it out cause I can and wanna really bad,
moan for me baby and hit the high notes for a tad,
lick, stick. click, slick~
girls like me just have more fun-
hava victim so I gotta run...
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 7/28/2009
Msg: 644
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/6/2010 5:36:19 PM
(^^^ Your version rocks sweetness, no need to forgive a good freind
I was just being very naughty this morning)
 revoskeepnus
Joined: 9/2/2010
Msg: 645
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/7/2010 6:02:05 AM
Emptiness
can be filled
give me one more reason to kill
off this fire burning inside
knowing in my heart
he's taking me for a ride
but, shit
it's fun
 charlyann
Joined: 7/19/2009
Msg: 646
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/7/2010 11:03:18 AM
it's fun
to be the one
to make you squirm
you narcissistic little worm

longing to hear you
although I seethe
say those three little words
"I can't breathe"
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 7/28/2009
Msg: 647
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/7/2010 11:44:45 AM
(lol~ I love it!)

I can breathe
freedom at last
bondage to the machine
removed from my shoulders
and set on someone else for a while
now gimmie some Ben and Jerry's
Phish food in the carton
yummy in my tummy
gotta love ice cream
almost as good as sex
 grilledsalmon
Joined: 8/7/2007
Msg: 648
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/9/2010 6:21:20 AM
The joy is here now and life's for the living
you've got much more to lose than you think
One quick misstep and your balance eludes you
It all can disappear in a blink.
Have faith that the fortunes of others will follow
Perhaps you'll be next in that ever long line
Truth and wisdom often go forth hand in hand
Look, look don't you see it? Behold: it's a sign!
Today arrived wondrous and sunny and delightful
the gifts of nature arrived long before we did
Let's not waste it or squander it or sell it or ignore it
Forget Pandora's box - - just grab hold and toss the lid!
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 7/28/2009
Msg: 649
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/9/2010 5:59:45 PM
(and now for something creepy- pre Halloween)

forget Pandora's box, just grab hold and toss the lid
releasing your true inner self rarely seen by the world,
the part hidden deep inside yourself even you are afraid of
that monster lurking behind the curtains of our flesh,
we all know is there but never allowed to set free from its own container
where evil thoughts emotions gestures sickness and hatred lives,
down in the empty jar scraped to only residue left behind
reminding us we were once uncivilized beasts survival of the fittest,
where all darkness and creepy things share their mysteries in the shadows
and never let the light of day say hello until it is too late,
turning it into the mists of midnight,
calling out for our souls...

 revoskeepnus
Joined: 9/2/2010
Msg: 650
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 9/9/2010 6:20:33 PM
(something beautiful no matter the time of year)

turning it into the mists of midnight, calling out for our souls
Feeding on the lost and wandering, spiraling out of control
Trick or treat if you may, but don't leave me uttering words
to myself... day in, day out; hopelessly aloof in this world

I have a Cinderella costume, although my hair's dark brown
Shit, to tell you the truth, I like the dress, but I'd rather be a clown
for Halloween, but it often seems, I turn into one all year long
I extended these lines to fit my needs, now, let me hear your song

( just realized I wasn't restricted to eight, but I had nothing else more to say...)
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