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 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 826
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much of what our universe may produce no longer
be kind, rewind
to the point I thought squid was comfort food.
so for example chicken wings that had little worth..
until they became Buffalo chicken wings...
here in a corner one little hermit
who understood the dynamics of
jumping on the bandwagon.
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 827
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Posted: 8/22/2010 1:59:45 AM
jumping on the bandwagon
when light and laughter can begin
joining in where others play
feeling love within each day

knowing life's not always kind
seeing hearts that hate when blind
letting go the sorrow and pain
giving love with nothing to gain

these are the goals that touch my soul
that stay with me when I've nowhere to go
helping me be with the inhumanity
when my heart just wants some loving company
 grilledsalmon
Joined: 8/7/2007
Msg: 828
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Posted: 8/22/2010 6:16:08 AM
When my heart just wants some loving company
Not really needing to delve into sympathy
I go through the phonelist but discover each time
The same special person comes into my mind
No matter what the time of day may be
He will stop what he's doing and be there for me
The words, the gestures they tell me it all
And make me feel happy I had given him the call
We sit and we chat for an hour or three
His arm on my shoulder, my head on his knee
And when the day ends and he gets up to go
I am truly loved and it's for certain I know.
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 829
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Posted: 8/22/2010 8:45:44 AM
I am truly loved and it's for certain I know.
when chips are cashed in there is nothing to show
lost in the haze with nuthin to glow
i can gaze in the haze of tomorrow

i am good. i have found peace
on this ground that we lease
though i wish the noise would cease
there is no time for sorrow
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
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Posted: 8/22/2010 12:52:08 PM
there is no time for sorrow
though grief will always follow
a loss or a death until we can see
when someone dies it can set them free
while those who are left might feel a great sadness
until the day comes they celebrate their loved ones
replacing despair with knowing they care
and sometimes their presence can be felt right here
on their birthday or anniversary, especially,
or maybe the day that they died annually
a smell or a warmth might suddenly appear
and it's your beloved you'd know anywhere
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 831
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Posted: 8/22/2010 1:07:35 PM
it's your beloved you'd know anywhere
i would swear you are still right next to me
i wake and weep at your absence
in search of a way to be

i still see you when i close my eyes
ground down without goodbyes
there is no time for telling lies
while chasing what is free

(love ya we)
 andover1111
Joined: 12/2/2009
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Posted: 8/22/2010 4:20:18 PM
while chasing what is free
eye on the horizon
I've tripped on the future
forgetting to look down

while chasing what is free
I've sometimes lost track of
what I've left behind me
those precious souls waiting

while chasing what is free
I finally found it
planted in the place so special to me
chasing nothing but joy
 Super_Eve
Joined: 10/23/2008
Msg: 833
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Posted: 8/22/2010 4:43:13 PM
chasing nothing but joy
and choosing only such
guides me to the center of questions
what brings me joy?

the deep love of my family
the deepest love of a spouse (or soon to be)
the wonders of nature
the sweetest stirrings of human connection

and I hope as I walk through my days
ahead
I remember...
not to complicate it.
 andover1111
Joined: 12/2/2009
Msg: 834
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Posted: 8/22/2010 4:49:32 PM
not to complicate it
is a fine art
taking a lifetime
to master

the brain rushes
to analyze
to question and seek
an answer

forgetting to ask
if the answer
matters one bit in
the grand scheme
 swamp_dude
Joined: 7/23/2007
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Posted: 8/22/2010 4:53:29 PM
the grand scheme
may look like a dream
a nightmare it seems
your always being reamed
cut from the team
strapped to a beam
complete with tar and feathers
 andover1111
Joined: 12/2/2009
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Posted: 8/22/2010 5:02:11 PM
complete with tar and feathers
a scarlet letter on my chest
still I will not bow my head
truth is I couldn't care less

It's hard enough to please myself
the rest will have to bare
they're welcome to just walk away
if they don't want to hear it.
 swamp_dude
Joined: 7/23/2007
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Posted: 8/22/2010 5:33:34 PM
if they don't want to hear it
earbud volume will be increased
they will see moving lips
not and smile at a conversation deceased

with no audio contact to the real world
travel becomes a bit perilous
hearing loss is accelerating rapidly
me thinks our youth quite careless
 andover1111
Joined: 12/2/2009
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Posted: 8/22/2010 6:40:07 PM
me thinks our youth quite careless
new youth walks the same ramp
nights within the headphones
best spot right near the amps
but who would live past thirty
surely many lost their will
who knew we'd be left standing
the ones to pay the bill
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
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Posted: 8/22/2010 7:17:25 PM
who knew we'd be left standing
the ones to pay the bill
i thought i would be dead at 21
god, i was so ill

so there is nuthin left to do
but to act like i believe
at 47 ive done my best
to own the path i weave

living on borrowed time
lost on the streets tonight
to change the world and write a rhyme
not knowing if its right

(good lead, cj. now its closing in on vac time at the shore)
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
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Posted: 8/22/2010 9:18:28 PM
not knowing if it's right
staying up so late tonight
writing rhymes among my friends
yet that term so much depends....

we've got history, my friends and me,
and many don't live in this country
though some go back and went off track
and others may have felt attacked,
it's writers here from over there
who gathered today just to share....

not knowing if it's wrong
to follow another poet's song
yet my heart is happy with all we've shared
my soul's content to know we cared
my body's tired from a long working day
my mind's relaxed 'cuz we played here today...

for writing poetically has been a whole lot less
having some fun with those who know best
how to make me laugh with their all too sharp wit
I try to keep up but I'm not nearly as quick
at having a come-back that shows I can tease
or let the words flow with the greatest of ease

yet it's poetry that I've missed recently
so time to begin perhaps yet again
a thread that is filled with poetic passion
one where I'm free to write spontaneously
and create my own first lines actually....

time to find space to write in the night
or the wee hours of the morning
when the muse calls without warning...
time to detach just a bit from the wit
though I'd miss the tears of a good laughing fit....


to all here!
 mz taken
Joined: 11/30/2007
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Posted: 8/23/2010 5:51:06 AM
though I'd miss the tears of a good laughing fit
I seem to seek out and suckle from the noir tit
from cinema celluloid to printed prose
mystery, death, despair is what I chose
I've always had a yen for the dark
what does that say about what gives me a spark?
that's a scary point to ponder
is it just another side of my wonder?
I worry not at being drawn into peril
controlled by fear that I might turn feral
 grilledsalmon
Joined: 8/7/2007
Msg: 842
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Posted: 8/23/2010 8:56:17 AM
Controlled by fear that I might turn feral,
I ran to the bedroom and grabbed my apparel.
I threw it into the broken valise
And took off in the night to avoid the police.
I knew in my heart I should turn tail and retreat,
But I feared more the life I would have in defeat.
I ran 'til my feet no longer would function
And saw up ahead a light at the junction.
I asked to be taken inside for some gruel,
But the look in her eyes said she's nobody's fool.
So onward and outward I go in the night
Hoping for more options than just flee or fight.
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 843
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Posted: 8/24/2010 12:06:59 AM
Hoping for more options than just flee or fight.
How about night?
How about a full moon ..especially in winter.
How about admitting that defeat is better than winning
and ice cream is just one of the matters
that never resolve why sour cream
is always better than any g.d. candy?
hee, and when I caught you ...you understood
that you lie so quietly is this very reason
we chose not to flee, nor fight, nor understand
this brief and miraculous surrender
to a dawn that crests, goes on, understanding
why being is better than fleeing.
 mz taken
Joined: 11/30/2007
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Posted: 8/24/2010 12:55:44 AM
why being is better than fleeing,
coz I don't intend to go down without feeling
that from my macrocosm and cheese universe,
I visited the 4 corners in my traverse.
from my left to my right
I took a liberal huge bite
from my life's value meal menu choice
and indulged in what causes me to rejoice.
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
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Posted: 8/24/2010 4:27:28 PM
A place where life's adversity doesn't mean you can't win
especially if you find the hidden gift you have pinned in
holding on when the crap is being beat out of you
suffering thru whatevers ailing new
who cast this spell that you must be under
still your mind makes you wonder
still looking ahead for whats hidden
all the wild horses have been ridden
take a deep breath and start to talk
find the trail and go for that walk
theres something inside that says your great
all we gotta to do... is just let it escape
 swamp_dude
Joined: 7/23/2007
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Posted: 8/24/2010 7:50:01 PM
all we gotta to do is just let it escape
in an appropriate manner
the design features aren't as great
when using a sledge hammer

walls may crumble with random blows
fractured fragments fly far and fast
with all the jumble realigned in flag rows
let's see who salutes as its run up the mast
 grilledsalmon
Joined: 8/7/2007
Msg: 847
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Posted: 8/25/2010 11:07:23 AM
Let's see who salutes as it's run up the mast.
I think my ideas are much better.
But they're looking for something the distance to last
Not idle rantings from a go-getter.
They want things the same and yet want pieces new
Let's get something more from our talks.
It's not about thinking inside- or outside- the view.
Why don't we think ABOUT the box?
 charlyann
Joined: 7/19/2009
Msg: 848
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Posted: 8/25/2010 1:55:34 PM
why don't we think about the box
why don't we listen when common sense talks
why don't we know more than we know
why do we let hurt fester and grow

why do we take so long to learn
why do the lessons seem to bypass our turn
why can't we live it all in reverse
why has love not showed up for my soul to immerse
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 849
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Posted: 8/25/2010 9:42:12 PM
why has love not showed up for my soul to immerse
well....why hasn't the weather cooperated
why is the full moon always rising when I am waning?
And...jeez why does toast always burn, black, crisp
the smoke alarm is more than alarmed, it wakes the neightbours.
With one little step in the light that relieves my first and foremost fears...
one little girl was right when she picked up one unfortunate who had fallen.
therefore, comforting a collection of sorrows and slights.
 grilledsalmon
Joined: 8/7/2007
Msg: 850
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Posted: 8/26/2010 6:26:49 AM
Therefore, comforting a collection of sorrows and slights,
she set off on her mission to turn the wrongs into rights.
At first she wasn't sure whom she had hurt the worst
But she knew she had to fix things lest in the end she be cursed.
Once she got the momentum and turned frowns into smiles
it grew easier to keep going and to mend across the miles.
Each one wanted to forgive her and to stop feeling the hate
So it turned out to be true: It is never too late.
She knows going forward it's not worth it to be mean
And to make a hole in her heart where the love should have been.
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