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 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
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so its essence has strayed
but not at all,
just some not paying attention
to what you fail to mention
the days of wine and glory are gone
but yes we dream that its not for long
who says they're not grateful and thankful
just because were not toting real bankfuls
make sure that your dreams are not up in the stars
keep feet firmly planted and play with the cards
the cards your dealt with, the ones on the table
don't like the name then change the label
 iceaxe
Joined: 3/13/2008
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Posted: 8/30/2010 4:15:10 PM
don't like the name then change the label
don't like the moral then read a new fable
don't care for the dance step just play a new song
if you don't fancy the geisha then get a new gong
if your hands full of diamonds and the trump is hearts
jump up from the table and go and play darts
if you don't like the beer then find a new drink
and if you don't like me I don't care what you think
 andover1111
Joined: 12/2/2009
Msg: 853
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Posted: 8/30/2010 4:31:29 PM
and if you don't like me I don't care what you think
I can't please 'em all I'd go over the brink
I'll make up some standards that I can live up to
and hang with people I can lift a cup to
some think I'm amusing some think I'm a bore
some call me free spirit come call me a whore
some think me a genius some think me a jerk
some think I'm great playtime some think I'm just work
but the only opinion that counts is my own
I'm the one I must live with when you have all flown
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 7/28/2009
Msg: 854
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Posted: 8/30/2010 4:36:59 PM
^^^ I heard that!
 iceaxe
Joined: 3/13/2008
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Posted: 8/30/2010 5:29:38 PM
I'm the one I must live with when you have all flown
it won't be pretty but it will be a home
dishes and laundry may get outa hand
and floors and bathtub may be covered in sand
maybe I'll just go and live with the gnomes
just sit and eat mushrooms and write witty poems
and when I'm all finished and when they are read
you may better know why I never made my bed
 grilledsalmon
Joined: 8/7/2007
Msg: 856
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Posted: 8/31/2010 6:47:30 AM
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...
 andover1111
Joined: 12/2/2009
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Posted: 8/31/2010 3:35:06 PM
to unlock the door
first peep inside
scope out the spaces
darkly unknown
carved out of it's core

intuit the key's
unique shape
its curves and
protrusions
be that one that sees

fill the keyhole as a cup
spread into each nook
until with the
slightest movement
click whoosh it opens up
 sinlov
Joined: 2/25/2008
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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
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
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Posted: 9/1/2010 3:48:38 PM
(morbidity seems to be the theme today. ok.)

we'll continue gleefully until the next death unfolds
at which point we will be appropriately grim
that a comrad has gone down in flames
due to the fragility of our life and limb

pole bearer blues, the last sucking air
ironic collusions, the future is dim
there aint no promise that life will be fair
it seems more likely that fate acts on its whim
 andover1111
Joined: 12/2/2009
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Posted: 9/1/2010 7:04:34 PM
it seems more likely that fate acts on its whim
than with the grand plan people sing of in hymns
I stand in the light sometimes bright, sometimes dim
usually just treading water
the traffic jam holds me safely in place
the trip and the fall keep me out of the race
the whirl of my spin can blur, not erase
the coin flip of good life or slaughter
 grilledsalmon
Joined: 8/7/2007
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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.
 andover1111
Joined: 12/2/2009
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Posted: 9/2/2010 9:15:10 AM
We all yearn for that other life we never had
if we believe the grass must be greener
in truth each of us gets our share
sometimes fatter or leaner
each of us gets our joys and our woes
I can choose where my focus will be
I never really know what lies over the fence
I guess I'll just stick with me
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
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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
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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
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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
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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
 andover1111
Joined: 12/2/2009
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Posted: 9/3/2010 2:14:38 AM
While I lost a few battles like a soldier I still fight
I now call morning what I used to call night
"feelin' alright" that creamsicle disc
full steam ahead never felt like a risk
though I thought I had two feet on the ground
the flight in my head kept me running around
peace joyful but fleeting I flew through the air
now I seem to fly higher by just being here
 grilledsalmon
Joined: 8/7/2007
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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
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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
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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
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
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Posted: 9/3/2010 1:43:40 PM
follow the yellow brick, yellow brick road
yellow brick, yellow brick. yellow brick road
where lead's turned to gold in a dirty commode
and urine's the color of untarnished gold
follow the yellow brick road

follow the yellow brick, yellow brick road
yellow brick, yellow brick. yellow brick road
prancing along on the horse that we rode
till we feast on the flesh of who carried the load
follow the yellow brick road

follow the yellow brick, yellow brick road
yellow brick, yellow brick. yellow brick road
goldblind at the crossroads doing what we're told
by half witted zealots who say to 're-load'
follow the yellow brick road

follow the yellow brick, yellow brick road
yellow brick, yellow brick. yellow brick road
before its sheen does start to corrode
and history reveals what we failed to decode
follow the yellow brick road

(sorry, couldnt help myself, but i fear that the flying monkeys are going to show up any minute disguised as beck and palin and 'the' tea party to some amphetamine driven repetitive riff. Or is it beck and palin and 'the' tea party disguised as flying monkeys. i have to think about that one .....)
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 7/28/2009
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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
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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
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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
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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
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