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Joined: 6/14/2010
Msg: 1873
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It is not in daylight, sunny skies so clear
Pasted smiles, squelched memories dear
Apple blossoms, springtime suburban delight
Little One read to, nursery rhyme smile bright

Cherished ‘Kitty’, daughter aged of not yet one
Discovering little wheels, freely having fun
Working in the cellar, focused there at task
Cursed cacophony, in moonlight now bask

When shrouds silent, envelop sleep in bed
Night Mare revisits, galloping in head
Awakened always, urgent, tasted mouth chalk
Polished boots shone glimmer, stones upon walk

Stabled restless, ‘Ebony’, night coloured mare
Soft velvet is Her muzzle, stroked gentle care
Saddle gentle placed, then gentle cinched
Mounted the Night Mare, rider subtle winced

Moonlight plays upon her mane, flowing gathered speed
Relentless timeless journey, insatiable each in other feed
Galloping headlong, cross brooks on fleeted wing
‘Ebony’, Night Mare, fleet footed, desire bring

One becomes Mare an’ rider, destined called in haste
Perspiration anxious, not a moment to waste
Foliage passes by, speeded moonlit wake
Basked in the moonlight, hope never forsake

Her hooves pounding, gentle rhythm thud
Thoughts overwhelm, that of life blood
Racing now, hearts pumping, earnest focus quest
Her silken mane flowing, speed attained One best

Towered in the distance, seen in cellar moor
Lighted is the doorway, an’ a concrete floor
With haste ‘Ebony’ spurned onward!
Galloping hooves steeled forward!

Cacophony of stairways, cold, held stone
‘Kitty’ embraced, silent, quiet, alone
No tears fell, from that sweet child grace
Night Mares ridden, in nocturnal face

‘Ebony’ is night mare, visits subtle nights
Relentless, pounding hoofbeats, sanity fights
Dreams heroic reached in, chased in folklore
Cursed the rider, didn’t shut the fvcking cellar door.
Joined: 11/30/2010
Msg: 1881
Ethics and Supressed Desires...Feel free to Express
Posted: 6/17/2012 8:08:26 AM
Makes perfect sense to me, too. It's all a matter of perspective I suppose..

When a woman loves a man
she wants to nurture him like a mother should...

to hold him when he is overwhelmed,
to stay at arms length when he needs to be...

allowing room for breath but assuring "I am still there when you need me."

When a woman loves a man
it is for eternity...
even when he is out of sight 
and all that is left is a memory.

"Happy Father's Day"
Joined: 6/14/2010
Msg: 1883
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Ethics and Supressed Desires...Feel free to Express
Posted: 6/25/2012 6:03:36 PM

when a woman loves a man
she wants to kill him
ten times a day
or more
if possible

Well there ya have it!
that says it all!!

Um... just whisperin' there
for yer respectful consideration...

well, maybe the man just didn't want to be killed....
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 1884
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Ethics and Supressed Desires...Feel free to Express
Posted: 6/25/2012 6:36:30 PM
"ethics and suppressed desires.....feel free to express"

is it ethical not to express
if desires are suppressed?
if there's no desire, is it ethical not to say?
what is more honest? kind withdrawal
or free expression?
if one knows one's truth
is it necessary to share it?
which is more kind?
sharing with sensitivity
perhaps is best
or just run away
free and easy
to where the pixies
and fairies hang out
with elves and magic
Joined: 6/14/2010
Msg: 1885
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Ethics and Supressed Desires...Feel free to Express
Posted: 6/26/2012 10:43:42 PM

if one knows one's truth
is it necessary to share it?
which is more kind?
sharing with sensitivity
perhaps is best
or just run away
free and easy
to where the pixies
and fairies hang out
with elves and magic

Yes, it is necesarry to share One's truth.
Kindness is irrelevant, if attacked.
It is a choice, yet a challenge.
Pixies fly, freely, magical butterflies
Sheep graze content on pastures green....

Would, or should that be risked?
Little ones, or fed sweet false sugar?
May I ask , please:
is it best to teach young?
or let young teach?

It's simple.
Taught are young old
Old are taught young
it is wisdom however
that embraces young
old renew.
Joined: 6/10/2012
Msg: 1896
A world gone awry
Posted: 10/23/2012 10:10:15 AM
(sorry if this reads more like a tale than a poem, but the topic seemed totally appropriate)

A bit of sadness haunts me even still, despite it being beyond me to affect change where it originated-
Returning home from buying milk, and some beer to quench occasional thirsts
I chanced upon a lass on the side of the road beckoning passers by for a ride
and it was plain that the days wind driven chill had taken a toll on the poor thing
So I pulled over and turned up the heater, opened the door and smiled to greet her
A veritable Indian princess was she. Pocahontas incarnate, but the beauty nearly ended only skin deep
Her eyes briefly flashed cautiousness, but that quickly changed to something akin to recognition
then her eyes glazed over completely, as if acceptance wasn't a stranger for her either, and I felt pity
She clambered in shivering and immediately flipped down the visor to inspect herself in the mirror
wiped away a few marks obviously left from tears, then looked over to make eye contact and forced out a sweet smile
I won't lie and say that a few impure thoughts didn't occur to me as I am still a red blooded man
and she was gorgeous like many guys only dream about, but then my ethics kicked in, and I almost felt shame
She was safe..... at least while she was with me
Soon the shivering abated, and a new look washed over her face. It was confusion...
It was almost like she couldn't understand why she wasn't being pursued, or at least having hints dropped to that end
Plainly this wasn't a path she was unfamiliar with, nor a role she hadn't played, likely many times before
Before too long the nonsensical gibberish began as plainly she wasn't of clear mind
That, and the requests to help her with a couple close at hand issues she was plainly afraid to try and tackle by herself
I took her to where she said she had partied the night before so she could retrieve some laundry
I didn't even want to know the details but could well imagine
I remained out front in my truck while she went and knocked on the door, then was let in
A few times she stuck her head out the door, as if for reassurance that she hadn't just been thrown back to the wolves
A couple guys also looked out, presumably to see if she in fact enjoyed some sort of protection.
She did.
I even thought about going and explaining that what they'd done was unacceptable
I would have done so in terms that even lowlifes could understand, (if ya know what I mean)
but they'd heal, likely learning very little, and what purpose would that serve
She'd just be destined to repeat, only on a different channel. No point
Soon she came out with a handful of laundry and climbed back into my truck
Two guys watched from the door as she left until we made eye contact
Then they went inside and closed the door, the cowardly lowlifes. The ride was over!
Plainly she wasn't used to being treated as well as was happening, and even started to try to show her appreciation
Tempted as I was I had to stop her, telling her that I was old enough to be her dad
She disagreed stating that she was already thirty, but I doubt that being true. If so, she sure didn't look it
I asked her where she wanted to be dropped off and she told me where her home was
I only drove to near her home as she expected her boyfriend (more like her pimp in my opinion, but who knows nowadays) to be home and she was afraid of being seen with some unknown guy
On the way there she reached into her bag and pulled out a little case
She then proceeded to take out a small handful of pills and pop them into her mouth
The glazed over eyes returned, and as I watched her walk away, my heart grew heavy
Joined: 11/30/2010
Msg: 1902
Of course..
Posted: 10/26/2012 5:08:50 PM
I'm hungry

for a sensual encounter
with a man I don't know

for a fight with someone
where no one else wants to go

I wanna run things again..
though I didn't before.

I want
I want
I want not to want anymore.
Joined: 11/7/2011
Msg: 1919
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Of Love
Posted: 12/19/2012 9:03:10 PM
how long do I wait for you
if I try to move on
a reminder of you
throws me back

you call us friends
but I am more
I cannot turn off the hold you have on me
28 years I wait

pity me not
it is you
or nothing
so that is what I have
or not
Joined: 11/30/2010
Msg: 1922
Of Love
Posted: 12/21/2012 3:02:10 PM
The ending took my breath away.
I can identify.
As uncomfortable as they may be, for me, sometimes...***hugs***to you, my friend
Joined: 11/7/2011
Msg: 1935
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VII (Tonight I love again.)
Posted: 3/25/2013 9:36:23 PM
we must find a reason to live
other than love
Joined: 11/7/2011
Msg: 1937
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VII (Tonight I love again.)
Posted: 4/3/2013 7:04:57 PM
she is lucky to be loved by you
Joined: 11/7/2011
Msg: 1942
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VII (Tonight I love again.)
Posted: 4/21/2013 10:08:53 PM
THE ones i loved
did not love me

oh i was loved
but not by my love
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 1947
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VII (Tonight I love again.)
Posted: 5/8/2013 8:51:17 PM
life's road-map gently traced
in his deepening expression
sometimes seeing anticipation
other times a quiet reflection
always with love he looks at me
does he see me or another somebody...
perhaps he sees through his perception
the one who was his special connection
the one meant to be with him your life
the one who vowed to be his wife
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 1948
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VII (Tonight I love again.)
Posted: 5/9/2013 11:58:17 AM
written July 1st, 2010
(on my parents' 59th anniversary)

I guess I am the test
living this life of love and unrest
finding the key that balances me
seems to be my creativity
for when it is free
love flows through me
and thankfully
when I am happy
it flows unconditionally
but when I am closed
then stress starts to take hold
'till I remember to breathe
which releases my body
so then I can be
the loving me
then I can see
our unity
then I can feel
what's false and what's real
knowing fully
it's all energy
rising like the tide of the sea
crashing in waves all around me
then a peacefulness appears
I've been growing for years
that eases my fears
and changes my gears
that's here to remind me
to love unconditionally
for anything less
deprives me of my happiness
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 1951
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VII (Tonight I love again.)
Posted: 5/10/2013 4:01:31 AM
^^ ahhh...beautiful. brings tears. touches somewhere familiar.

'knit together with care'
everyone, everywhere
all things we be
and hear and see
all things above
and all below
all from within
yes, it's all thrown in
to this great web
our consciousness weaves
all sewn together
angels and thieves
all are as one
though not really the same
two sides of a coin
the sane and insane
the highs and lows
the joys and woes
the love of the heart
from before it all start
to re-create itself all the time
through the rhythm and rhyme
for to see through One's perception
to see in the reflection
of your eyes and mine
is to peak, sometimes speak
of what's truly divine

written 27th June, 2011, edited this morning...first line wasn't mine
Joined: 11/30/2010
Msg: 1953
VII (Tonight I love again.)
Posted: 5/12/2013 8:22:47 AM
Peeling back the layers of this onion I find
sympathy for an abusive father
and resentment for the mother who left me behind.

Feeling these feelings for the first time in many years..

As the days creep closer to the arrival of my first child
a small amount of "knowing" creeps with them and
as the years fly by I must kiss them and give thanks to the answers
that they bring.
(some days you gotta put on your boots and just be determined to sing)

Beyond all fears, doubts, & the unknown

My mother's arms are still the place that I call "home."


(Random Mother's Day ramblings...)
Joined: 11/7/2011
Msg: 1958
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where were you?
Posted: 5/23/2013 10:58:57 PM
if love is not a feeling then how does it start
your very wise for your age
Joined: 11/7/2011
Msg: 1968
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Blemished Diamond
Posted: 6/12/2013 10:27:10 PM
no one listens anymore
prayer without action is trust
it is too late for us
the planet dies

we came from Mars
after we killed it
we have no place left to go
people complain if we seek another planet

no one tells us the truth
the sun is killing us
as is the air and water
they tell you not to pollute

but no one stops big business from it
people do not care how they get their money
sell the kids dope
who cares about the misery it causes

is it time to give up?
Joined: 11/7/2011
Msg: 1982
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To Confess the Touch of Love
Posted: 7/9/2013 9:29:09 PM
she loved him enough to kill for him
no one was to ruin his happiness
even tho it took her from him

I 've never loved like that
Joined: 11/7/2011
Msg: 1996
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Love lives and Love dies
Posted: 7/26/2013 8:23:09 PM
everyday life
turned our fantasy
into ashes
the sweetness is gone
Joined: 11/30/2010
Msg: 1999
Posted: 8/3/2013 6:18:41 AM
Inspired by the write above...

I need you to want me.
I need you close enough to where the tip touches,
but I need you to know that I will not so much as
put my hands on it.
I just need you to want me.
You will not have me like the men who did in past years.
You will not cause me to shed one single tear.
I will pour gasoline over your body
and set you aflame....
so that you may rise from the ashes to start all over again.
Don't touch me....unless it's "right there"
and unless when you fall in love I can say "I never claimed to care."
I just need you to want me.
I just need you
I just need

I just....
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 2012
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Lovers Lot
Posted: 8/14/2013 4:59:19 AM
the heart's ignition
the heart's admission
it beats in rhythm
with the universe
Joined: 11/7/2011
Msg: 2021
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Mystic Web
Posted: 8/18/2013 9:36:29 PM
loved Josephine and 3 women
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 2056
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Love is a Spirit
Posted: 10/5/2013 4:36:20 AM
shards of your being
hang like rags on a clothesline
blown to tatters from the wind
always kidnapping bits of you
to spread like dandelion seeds
planting your soul throughout the world
and flying to all corners of the universe
for, like a hologram, each tiny fragment
contains the whole of your being
the whole of your soul....

each soul contains the whole of all souls
for we are one, there is no separation
except within the confines of the mind
that strives to know what's truly divine
that fails to see the simplicity
Joined: 11/7/2011
Msg: 2083
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Tears made of Blood II
Posted: 12/6/2013 10:05:30 PM
oh naïve
how lucky you were to have known such love.
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