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 Erota
Joined: 12/28/2009
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A tiny grain of sand in the eggtimer denotes this rhyme
but how do we measure it's passage through time?
do we savory the loss with a memory or two?
do we live for the moment and never pursue?
do we wait for the time before it has passed?
or forget altogether and never regress,
the fleeting of time in an hour shaped glass
 ...rosie...
Joined: 6/30/2007
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Posted: 8/2/2010 5:21:33 AM
the fleeting of time in an hour shaped glass
how quickly each moment slips and passes
watching the leaves flutter in the trees
a golden moment enjoyed by me
 iceaxe
Joined: 3/13/2008
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Posted: 8/2/2010 7:57:29 AM
a golden moment enjoyed by me
when my sweet old mom said she could see
and my daughter smiled as never before
for blindness had long ago closed the door

beaming with youth she said Gram am I pretty
mom responded despondent but still very witty
as pretty as a kitty with gold and white fur
even though we all know all she sees is a blur
 UnzippedPassion
Joined: 10/30/2005
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Posted: 8/2/2010 1:34:19 PM
even though we all know all she sees is a blur,
Its much better than total darkness for her:
Any light coming through to distinguish her days,
Lifts her spirits which helps her in so many ways,

My moms fear was of days when she might go blind,
Darkness came upon her just before her time:
Can’t think of it now or it makes me cry,
Matters not all the years that have since gone by!
 mz taken
Joined: 11/30/2007
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Posted: 8/2/2010 3:09:08 PM
matters not all the years that have since gone by
but many are unforgettable no matter how hard we try
birth death love war
feast famine rich poor
years map our global boundaries
topography outlined by our genes and heredities
looking back how far can you see
looking forward would take an eternity
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 856
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Posted: 8/2/2010 5:46:20 PM
looking forward would take an eternity
looking backward just cannot be
we are better off being
in the day
but what the f-ck
there is no day
we can at best
just wait for
tomorrow
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 7/28/2009
Msg: 857
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Posted: 8/2/2010 6:13:15 PM
tomorrow is a gift
cherish it well
for not long
and it will
be gone
 knightwhosaysnih
Joined: 4/2/2009
Msg: 858
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Posted: 8/3/2010 4:25:39 PM
on first impression
the mind fills with
familiar, acceptable, comfortable
reinforcing images
only when time offers
opportunity for close scrutiny
can we see what was
evident all along
 revoskeepnus
Joined: 5/30/2010
Msg: 859
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Posted: 8/3/2010 4:43:11 PM
evident all along
two birds afraid to sing the song
we must hold on to our pride
this thing eating us inside
Whatever else could we do?
Crazy poets coming unglued...
 andover1111
Joined: 12/2/2009
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Posted: 8/3/2010 6:56:16 PM
crazy poets coming unglued
rhymes flung like plates through the air
haiku whiz by short but not sweet
cinquains get tossed on a dare
words cut deep leaving inky scars
keyboards disabled for good
monitors hit the floor with a crash
there goes the neighborhood
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 861
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Posted: 8/4/2010 2:03:52 PM
Neon dreams - is it what it seems?
like in your nation's capital, Las Vegas?
where the Sphinx and the Pyramids are
where more water is wasted on wishing wells
in a tourist desert oasis
than on the production of food
downstream in arizona
where the prices have gone through the roof
because all of the cheap labor
ran away north out of fear
from the gestapo asking for their papers
in a home depot parking lot
looking for day labor
3000 miles southwest
from the bronze lady from France
declaring to give us
your hungry, your tired your poor
where 1 in every 500 homeowners
have recieved foreclosure notices
and abandon their homes
to be given to the government
to fix and re-sell. to who?
thats a lot of homes
sounds to me like
trading seats on the titanic
while billions have been spent
to save the bankers
and to come up with the cash
to save the bankers
residents of public housing
are being forced to go to work
which sounds like a good idea
until you realize there are no jobs
and food stamps are getting cut
and perhaps the most humbling
if not karmically overdue
fact of all is that
the worst off of us
are still better off
than the vast majority of humans on the planet
sad to say dreams arent what they seem
assuming your dream follows the provided template
guess thats what happens when we get lazy and spoiled
and stop caring about the bigger picture
like gandhi said when asked what he thought about western civilization
" I think it would be a good idea"
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
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Posted: 8/4/2010 4:50:50 PM
i think it would be a good idea
if we had our last meal
and give thanks to the veteran
fighting for a country better ran
with all the people in mind
a better country we'd be able to find
but good luck with that
lets just tip out hats
have a good recollection
of what started the negligence
something about power and greed
to bad we can't feed all the folks in need
giving up a home to live under a bridge
all because we're tired of living
still treated like a jerk for as hard as we work
it no wonder people go bizserk
If the government could invent jobs
america wouln't have the slobs
paid well to sit on ass and collect
well just enough to get by I suspect
 andover1111
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Posted: 8/4/2010 7:03:48 PM
well just enough to get by I suspect
is all that I can ever expect
to wake up happy roof above head
window wide at the foot of my bed
milk in the fridge oil in the tank
paying the bills not much in the bank
ears to listen eyes to see
earth is a beauty I'm reasonably free
 Brizo
Joined: 2/19/2006
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Posted: 8/4/2010 11:17:35 PM
earth is a beauty
I'm reasonably free
and decently fed
educated and reasonably led
and I can clearly see
born in the land of milk and honey
I'm lucky to be me
 ...rosie...
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Posted: 8/5/2010 1:48:42 AM
i am lucky to be me
no longer stuck in my mind
i am taking deep breaths
having a good time

no longer fret the past
or whats going to become
when aware of the moment
i have some good fun
 sinlov
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Posted: 8/5/2010 11:11:31 AM
I have some good fun, I suppose
when I am no longer feeling exposed
to the outside forces that try to steal away my joy
kiss my boys to sleep
thank god there is food to eat
thank him daily for things given
and pray to god he lets me keep living
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
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Posted: 8/6/2010 2:20:53 PM
pray to god he lets me keep living
pray to god just to end it
if you grant me the chance i will keep giving
until the chance i can bend it

there is no use in praying
when the truth is there to be seen
greed cant be hidden by acts of delaying
i dont need to walk off feeling clean
 andover1111
Joined: 12/2/2009
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Posted: 8/6/2010 4:10:35 PM
i dont need to walk off feeling clean
no one comes through unscarred
but won't wallow in self-judgment
or believed that I am barred
from showering off every now and then
so my skin and my mind can heal
and make a sincere effort
to at least continue to feel
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
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Posted: 8/6/2010 7:25:13 PM
to at least continue to feel
what i feel in my heart
to shake my head at the last meal
own up ready to depart.....

someone asked me to say something
so i guess i will
say this
...

things that we learned of when but a child
lost cast aways, declared meek and mild
but then again maybe we are loose and wild
in this gypsy band traveling freak show

the crowd is cheering, how I hate that sound
we’re not that important, not that renowned
i wont say what i lost till you say what you found
I’m tired of all of this clowning

Cat Girl cleans her whiskers before she goes home
I reach in my pocket and hand her my comb
She takes my hand, into her eyes I roam
As we head on back to her trailer

As the Midget jerks off neath the Fat Lady’s dress
Eating her mass at her bequest
She moans at the crowd as he does his best
They’re a pair, they are quite saprophytic

the sword swallower’s wheezing, deep and slow
but you give me hope and i adore your glow
If I had considered what I now know
I would never have joined the attraction

brought forth by the churning of hurdy-gurdy sound
struts the bearded vixen in her wedding gown
the trapeze girl is missing, call out the hound
there’s a dead girl screaming for justice

the vixen’s life being what she had feared
she scratches her head and then her beard
cursing the masses who stood there and leered
She stares in their faces and counts losses

monkey boy's tweaking, the fire eater did blow
Birdman soaring high thinking he is The Crow
lets break ourselves outta this ole freakshow
before we melt and are lost in the faction

Birdman spreads his wings and tries to take flight
Through the hole in the Big Top and straight out of sight
On the hope of ecstasy with no sign of light
Laying broken and motionless in the center ring

Blues jamming clowns play in the railroad yard
take turns making verse about how life is hard
how juggling fire leaves one burned and charred
why one should never listen to bosses

The tightrope walker does walk a thin line
Can’t find self forgiveness for his past crime
Wish it was as easy as paying a fine
He knows his karma’s to fall

Haunted by guilt, consumed with regret
Tightrope Walker walks his line with no a net
One day he may fall, but he hasn’t yet
Perhaps his curse is survival

its time for us to pick up and go
the big top is folded and the fat man is slow
the moon is full and its looking like snow
lets beat it while we still have some traction

Grab your flute Cat Girl and grab my guitar
Let’s get out while we can and know who we are
I got a full tank of gas so we can go far
Head to the sunset straight westbound

We can build a home somewhere on a beach
Together in love, all things are in reach
We can have a family, to the children we’ll teach
To rejoice in the spirit of difference
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 7/28/2009
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Posted: 8/6/2010 9:07:10 PM
To rejoice in the spirit of difference
while my heart wants to tango
makes a fine recipe for falling in lust
add some silly humor with a twist
or that playful look in mine eyes
watch out cause here it comes
another heated affair brewing
in my old kitchen cook ware
scrubbed shinny with a brillo pad
mix it all together well and take a taste
for it smells all too sticky sweet
tricking off my wooden spoon
that goodness makes me full
for a short while anyway...
 swamp_dude
Joined: 7/23/2007
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Posted: 8/7/2010 7:25:27 PM
living with you
won't leave my head
like a bad flu
wish it was dead

still with a good wind
with the sun on my face
new things shall begin
you shall be replaced

then in the middle of an ordinary day
no warning from nothing at all
memories flood in a devistating way
like being randomly kicked in the balls

maybe if I'm lucky I'll hear a tune
drifting from invisible waves
it will bring me back to that happy June
Led Zepplin steps in for the save
 xlr8ingmargo
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Posted: 8/7/2010 10:58:04 PM
Led Zeppelin steps in for the save
when other music makes no connection
play the drums in my chest
you knows there is enough there
bang on my drum baby
thats the noise of fornication
fine free flowing and friendly
it sure aint the first or the last
tune played by this *itch
just dont go sounding no trumpet
I get enough attention just being me

but baby I need coolin' I aint foolin'
come taste my whole lotta lovin
cause Im a lady thats sure
gonna make you sweat
gonna make you grove
and you will be mine
all but for a night sweet darlin'
and possibly seconds if I like you
I enjoy the way you pull my strings
singing a new song for me
just dont play it again
(Im in a strange mood)
 andover1111
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Posted: 8/8/2010 4:19:54 AM
I'm in a strange mood
that won't come a shock
it's all in one package
don't call it a crock
with the joy comes the doubt
though I tend to jump through it
I'll voice all my questions
and then I'll just do it
step onto the dance floor
the band is eclectic
keep each other in sight
as our hearts jump electric
 swamp_dude
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Posted: 8/8/2010 9:33:26 AM
As our hearts jump electric
from the kiss of life
all we love so eclectic
glitters like a knife

held in hand before that wish
slicing through tiered white cake
tis not that future stats shall miss
the feeling of now is not fake

a ceremony to enjoy with family and friends
a new beginning filled with projected joy
we under the facade know it can be an end
a time to give away the irresponsible toys

stand and be counted on for all that should be
beside the mate you have chosen
the promise is from now until eternity
if only that love could be frozen

kept in a fresh state without freezer burn
some seem to manage the feat
tis a challenge the rest of us fail to earn
we just seem to melt from the heat.
 andover1111
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Posted: 8/8/2010 9:55:35 AM
we just seem to melt from the heat
though it's the fire that draws us in
our bodies leap with the thumping heartbeat
we chomp at the bit to begin

no babies, us, we've tasted the fall
our hearts and souls lost with the break
but your laugh turns the past into nothing at all
we'll tumble through all we can take
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