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What can I say
its something to enjoy
with the headphones on
listening to the beauty of a song.

Easing the pain
of another lonely night,
it takes the tension
from a day full of might.

The sound of the voices
the beat of the drum
it eases the choices
of being happy or glum.

Guitar and bass
and the keyboards play
the look on my face
I want your memory to stay.

Imagination takes hold
I think of you still
relaxing in a thick... quilts fold
sleep shall come, it will.
©1990 -DASH
Joined: 11/15/2005
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Fleeting Anger
Posted: 11/23/2005 7:24:45 PM
Thanks alis and Evil. Evil I liked that poem... very expressive. 95% of my poetry is When Im upset, depressed, confused I write poetry, when I'm happy and upbeat I paint. So most of my paintings are very vibrant in color. I just use each outlet differently is all. Looking forward to reading some more's another...

Life Fight

Demons chase me in the night,
Haunting my dreams, I try to fight.
They grab me and start to drag me in,
Pulling me deeper into their grasps.
Blood gushing, cartlidge ripping,
Pain soars as they tear me limb from limb.
I scream and plead for my life,
As my soul slowly slips away.
Such pain I feel, life has revealed,
There is peace in death.
Joined: 11/23/2005
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Posted: 11/23/2005 8:43:14 PM
I tried to be so careful

when I first met you

I thought I read you like a book

I read you through and through.

Somehow I missed the fine print

the most important part,

I didn't see the caution

"This man may cause a broken heart".

It started out so innocent

but soon my heart was bound

like all deadly addictions

the highs come crashing down.

I was looking for a fix I guess,

you were my drug of choice.

Desire burned a little deeper

each time I heard your voice.

I told myself I could stop

I played the denying fool,

impulsivly I love you

like some unspoken rule.

I wish I could turn back the time

and stop this from the start

If only I had seen the Caution...

"this man may cause a broken heart!"
Joined: 8/16/2005
Msg: 304
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Posted: 11/23/2005 10:50:52 PM
Beautiful dreamer...welcome to my thread:)I could really feel your write.Ive thought on occasion some people should definately come with warning labels LOL is about taking chances though and thats what makes it so sweet when it worksSweet treat you sure managed to paint some extrordinarily vivid word pics there girl!very expressive Dashance...welcome:)I totally can relate to your poem.Music is such an integral part of my life..I seek solace in it often.Im actually posting a bunch of songs that hold special meaning and one I just happen to love in my other thread tonight Evilenchantress..I really like your style of writing...excellent imagery Its great to see all the traffic in this thread..Thanks for droppin in yall..I hope youll all come back and post again soon.if youre celebrating it Happy Thanksgiving! Have a great holiday,Kat
Joined: 9/15/2005
Msg: 305
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Posted: 11/24/2005 1:36:55 AM
I posted this in another thread like this one... but the thread went dormant & I didn't get any feedback. So, I hope it gets seen here. Happy Turkey Day!


Life ... is a mirror
its reflections often cruel
even a diamond's majesty
becomes a mere glass jewel

Its smoky essence pervades all
a cloudy ambience envelops 'round
warped, twisted contours ensure
into every aspect are they wound

Reflections distorted in the wake
Some beauty still shines through
So long the beauty has the depth
that only puddle waters do

Cosmetic enhancement reflects images
too pretty to be real
hollow cores lie underneath
where life's mirror can't reveal

True radiance emanates from the soul
a realm that's far below
any point the mirror's gaze
has the ability to show

Images the mirror casts
reflects society's part
to provide candy for the eyes
and not fulfill the heart

For those who choose the heart instead
seeking to embark on a higher path
prepare thyself and expect to incur
the brunt of the mirror's wrath

The journey will be long and hard
though the reward shall be high
the growth of heart and of mind
things that money cannot buy

God speed you on the path you choose
I pray you take the high road through
and may life's mirror never be
a reflection upon you
Joined: 5/1/2005
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Posted: 11/24/2005 3:08:50 AM
Vocaleze - we all perhaps want feedback to know or discover if what we have put our hearts into has a further value - in particular to share - or be brave to share with others. Nevertheless at times it is up to those who read our works - to decide for us its eventual fate - for how do we judge - what criteria is put in place - because at the end of the day - it is the reflection of what is presented - that on its own merits must bounce back to the heart of those who read or listen to the words transcribed - thus if I see confusion - I see that within me - if I see warmth - I need to ponder if warmth was the intent - and so it goes - then at times trying too hard can be too hard to try

divisionbell - I liked your poem - but for totally different reasons and some more rather personal than any others - but part of that comes from your reasons told after in writing your poem - more so in relation to events of my own life

Looking Through the Glass

26 June 2005

Looking through the glass
but of water not to drink
A mirror of reflection
In pain of love lost away
drained of hope in heartbreak sink

Lost in soul
broken within mind
What comes next
Was her name
really in the index

A man alone
a woman of scorn
Tears in the eyes lost
To wonder why in this
the time had arrived to borne

Monday - Sunday
and tomorrow in sum
Sure upon reflection
There would be
more fish to come

“But be ye doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving your
own selves. For if any be a hearer of the word, and not a doer, he is
like unto a man beholding his natural face in a glass [mirror]: For he
beholdeth himself, and goeth his way, and straightway forgetteth
what manner of man he was. But whoso looketh into the perfect
law of liberty, and continueth therein, he being not a forgetful
hearer, but a doer of the work, this man shall be blessed in his deed.
If any man among you seem to be religious, and bridleth not his
tongue, but deceiveth his own heart, this man’s religion is vain.”
James 1: 22-26 KJV [word in brackets added]

© 2005 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)

a poet who cares
Joined: 8/16/2005
Msg: 307
So ya wanna be a poet?Good plan! hehe
Posted: 11/24/2005 10:24:14 AM
Vocaleze....You must have such a warm and beautiful soul to compose something like that.Your words have such power and wisdom ...Im really pretty blown away by your write at the moment.Its a shame your poem didnt get acknowledged the last place you posted it,but then maybe I wouldve never seen in a selfish way,Im kinda glad it didnt..LOL Happy turkey day back,and please feel free to post here or my fellfromheaven poetry thread anytime..Poet...thanks for your comments and your write.Im sure weve all experienced that feeling at one time or another.I hope your day is going well.Since you have quite a few threads in the forums already,and are an established poet,I feel sort of funny saying too much about your work except that,darn that was good hehe...happy turkey day kids,Kat
Joined: 11/23/2005
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Posted: 11/24/2005 11:55:34 AM
Hey, thank you. Sometimes when I write it seems so simplistic, I hardly ever finish what I start, I guess cause I always know it could be better, so eventually I give up. This poem was one I just didn't care if it could be better or not. It was one of those "venting" poems, I wrote it exactly as it came out of my thoughts with no revision, and just let it be. I really like this thread. I like having a place where I can display my amature poetry and I don't have to feel selfconcious about it. Maybe though reading others, getting feed back, and sharing more I will develop more confidence in my writing. Writing is so personal, if someone doesn't like it I feel like a part of me is being rejected, ya know? How can I improve if I"m to scared to even write? So thank you for this thread, I look forward to reading everyone's poetry and responses, and i look forward to reaching outside my comfort zone and sharing more of my own. Thanks for the safe environment to do this . :)
Joined: 11/23/2005
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Posted: 11/24/2005 11:59:19 AM
I love your poetry, and thanks for the KJV verse. I agree with the feedback comment,
Joined: 11/23/2005
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Posted: 11/24/2005 12:03:15 PM
Wow Vocaleze! One day I'll learn to write like that. I loved how I felt I knew what you were talking about, yet it wasn't blatently obvious to the naked eye. As I read I was able to put my own life story and experience into your words. It was deep,simple,and thought provoking all at the same time. You're writing inspires me.
Joined: 5/1/2005
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Posted: 11/24/2005 12:04:24 PM
beautiful_dreamer - I am not very good at commenting on other peoples poetry - although there are those that come to me for and ask me what I do think of what they have written - maybe I am selfish as the words of my psalms truly are - I do not write poems - I write from my heart - your words too have beauty and are to be respected - as for my KJV quotes - not all in these forums think the same way of what has been an addition to my works now for several years

This below I wrote earlier in a message to a wonderful friend of mine - only in my way of thinking I feel my words are just as worthy of being shared upon this page

Maybe I put my life and soul into my poems - so they become my life and take my soul with them in time - While given a stage - I would stand and deliver - given a forum I have an outlet - a socket to plug into society - then it becomes my life - consumed - chewed up and spat upon - yet befriended as dusted off in the process - for who am I - when I do not know and reality has a way of avoiding me - now that is the kind of stuff poems (good poems) are written about - but a collection of fancy words does not make a poem - the reader does -

Still there are those of fame - than never got to understand this in their own life time - that is why poetry like painting a masterpiece is a dead man's (person's) art - and political correctness was but a barrier over a boarded up window

This one may need footnotes as I have known to add - but many will know the story

No Place Like Home

24 November 2005

No one wanted to embarrass you
in front of the crowd
No body wanted to steal
from others in giving to you

So things being more personal to share
while beyond the shadow of faded curtains
There was a window of bewilderment
a place that a crack has been engraved upon glass

Not so easy to see
even in order to remove
Yet still close up all too real
His heart - her heart - of a tin-man
to a scarecrow of straw

The lion of courage
and a frightened yet brave girl
Dorothy - Dorothy
there was no place like home

© 2005 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)

a poet who cares
Joined: 7/20/2005
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Posted: 11/24/2005 4:59:45 PM
The Final Farewell

Death take me in a warn embrace.
Your dark shroud of hate to hold me tight.
Tears are running down my face.
Theres only darkness there is no light.

I don't want to wake from this awful night.
My heart beats with fear and I am lost.
Take from this world at all costs.
I have no will to breath of fight.

I want my heart to bleed.
No more can I wait.
Take me now just do the deed.
I know now my love and my fate.

My life to be no more.
My life's blood will stop tears no more to fall.
I know It will tear them to the core.
I hear it all, the voice the call.

So farewell my friends.
Take care all will be well.
No more will I try to rhyme.
But all will be fine.
Good by Farewell.

By K.W.

I hope you all enjoy this poem!
Joined: 11/18/2005
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Posted: 11/24/2005 6:28:53 PM
That was neat Dewkiss!! B.dreamer &Vocalese luv'd those too! This is a great thread! Here's one I did a while back again! lol I seem to only write when I'm feeling really "down" in some way or another,.... about due really,... anyways here goes!

Why does it feel so good to cry?
Even though it's been so many years
since I really ever let it out'
every time I try it won't.

I want to cry
I want to feel the release
of all my pent-up frustrations
even though I know
nothing will have changed
when I wake up the next day.

How long will it be,
before I go insane?
How ever long could it last
will I always feel this pain?
-DASH ©1993
I just have a tendancy to remind myself when I wrote and mailed it to myself, thats all
later folks!
Joined: 6/7/2005
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Posted: 11/24/2005 6:37:08 PM
Imagination running wild
Like buffalo across a plain
Thoughts consuming
Like fire and flame
Dreams fleat by
Like sparrows in rain
Feelings are scattered
Like bubbles in champagne!

(with a little help from Open_Book)
Joined: 8/16/2005
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Posted: 11/24/2005 9:59:04 PM
Great writes everyone:) have alot of power & punch behind your words...excellent and strong write dashance...the best time to write for me also seems to be when Im feeling very stongly about anything...words just seem to flow then dont they?Divisionbell...I love the word pictures you paint and the cool imagery...great job!I hope to see more of your stuff here ..Sweet of OB to help awww :) Poet...thanks for posting your write and giving a bit of commentary ..good of you to stop by(hugs)Have an excellent night and I hope to see yall soon..beautifuldreamer,Im glad you enjoy posting here.I enjoy reading your work.Have a great night:)Kat
Joined: 7/5/2005
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Posted: 11/24/2005 10:10:30 PM
I have seen this thread forever. And to be honest, I have NEVER read anything in it. I dont know if there is a theme or not... but every time I read the name of the thread... I kinda cringe. If you will allow me... I will tell you why, then I will be on my way...

Do I want to be a poet? No, not any longer, and now I know why.
A poet... hes the man that is honored for his pain, and praised while we see him die.
Hes the man that knows what its like to go without, the one who bleeds.
Those silent nights that you know you're all alone, those nights no one needs!
The grip of the knife as it rips apart our emotional skin
The lies in the words, the message we spell out.. that we can't win.
The blood in the eyes that constantly cry tears that no one can see.
The voice in the fog, the damned in the misery.. the you inside of me!!!!!!

Do I wanna be a poet?

For the love of God... NO!!!!
Joined: 8/16/2005
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Posted: 11/24/2005 11:18:06 PM
heya Cross I actually ran across your above poem one day when I was reading your thread a while ago...I thought it may have been inspired by this thread.So many writers have emailed me ,and asked how to start their own threads. They wanted to post in my other one,but they didnt feel confident enough in their writes yet.This is a stepping off place for new writers to get comfy posting their works in the forums.Its also for anyone who just wants to post their poems because they like it here:)I can see where being a poet and knowing all the life experiences,emotions,at times pain and suffereing,and feeling things so deeply sometimes it feels like our souls will bleed... that maybe the title seems cavalier and could make you cringe...I used it more as a way to get a new writers attention that this is a place to try their hand and have fun with writing in a relaxed atmosphere....Is my other thread title cool with you at least ?LOL..Im kidding Kat
Joined: 7/5/2005
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Posted: 11/24/2005 11:26:18 PM
Hey Alis... this title is cool with me, as is your other one. You know me... a bit melodramatic. I see the title aside from its intended purpose. But thats just me... lmao. Its a great idea and I think you have done the writing community a great service by starting this thread. And someone tell me why in the hell this sounds like some British guy posted it????
Joined: 8/16/2005
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Posted: 11/24/2005 11:31:05 PM
Thanks for your kind words Cross...Its good to see things in different lights, with new perspective,and from all views,and angles..I appreciate hearing peoples opinions and feelings..Thanks for sharing yours,Kat
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Posted: 11/25/2005 2:02:25 AM
you and c.f.
are both fine generous
Joined: 9/4/2005
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Posted: 11/25/2005 7:58:45 AM
Nice write divisionbell. Hiya Kat

Quite right, CROSSFADE, a poet puts their soul on a page,
And lets everyone see, their internal bleeding,
People read, and admire, the written sorrow or rage,
But forget, there's an actual person pleeding.

On the other hand, times aren't always dark,
A poet's words, aren't always about pain,
They write of love, survival, a simple walk in the park,
They write of adventures, lust, and things quite sane.

A disection of the soul, it is for sure,
But what lies inside, depends on mood,
It could be either, a horrific, or lovely tour,
Whichever it is, they tend to serve great soul food.

Joined: 8/16/2005
Msg: 322
So ya wanna go shopping?hehe :D
Posted: 11/25/2005 9:32:46 AM
Hiya Open Book I really enjoyed your take on a poets journeys in writing:)It was a very well rounded tour of all sides of being a poet so beautifully expressed Smyler67...welcome to my thread.Your poem put a smile on my face with its jovial tone and easy flow.I enjoyed it alot..Stop by anytime.. SoosyQT~~Thanks for stopping by,and for your kind words.So sweet of you! have an awesome day yall.I just wanted to stop by really quickly and see what everyone is up to before I go holiday shopping hehe..hugs,Kat
Joined: 7/20/2005
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Posted: 11/25/2005 10:12:54 AM

I scream I curse
the pain I am in is the worst
I cut to bleed I need to know that I am real.
I knash my teeth I bite I see.

You no longer need me here.
Thats ok my love I will disappear.
No more will I burn your eyes
I know that I am despised

I want to sleep now so please don't wake me
To fall into to a wonder where no pain can touch me.
I hate you I want you to feel the way I do.
I want to cut you make you bleed.
As I go on you will see my sanity is depleating
I wanna SCREAM I want you to die no longer will I be at your side.
I am going crazy you can see I am no longer making sence.
I wanna kill I wanna kill I wanna see you die.
The pain you gave me I can no longer bare.
I will sneak into you our home watch you sleep the they will mourn.
I will slice you dice you like you made me do.

Silence has filled the room I now am feeling the gloom
Your blood is on my hands my face.
Only my tears are my cleansing grace
Now it is time for me to scream I slice I dice then lay by you side.
I am now going to die.
In your arms like I have always scene
You can now never leave we are bound by death you see.
I smile you see I can see him he is here for us.
Dust to dust I now..............
Joined: 11/1/2005
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Posted: 11/25/2005 2:28:16 PM
Smyler67, I really, really liked this. (It was the beer...had to be...bit foggy later, the eye in the back of your head doesn't work as well.) That is saying something, because I am very, very hard to please. Just thought you should know.
Joined: 5/10/2005
Msg: 325
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Posted: 11/25/2005 2:45:26 PM
I've been walking in the darkness
searching for the only light
that climbs up the walls of the sky at dawn
Underneath a hollow silence
Brought me to a mountain side
where a walk inpired me to fly
So peaceful dancing in the darkness
just take my hand it will be alright
just close your eyes and follow blind
Your not empty or broke
when you dream to believe in the light
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