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 pickles51
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 Brizo
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Posted: 6/2/2009 9:44:20 PM
oh my pickles....you left yourself wide open with that one.....
 pickles51
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Posted: 6/3/2009 8:08:42 AM

oh my pickles....you left yourself wide open with that one.....


hehehe....guess I did

 Alyosha
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Posted: 6/6/2009 5:38:09 AM
Dialogue

I was hanging around with my mind,
not doing very much, and my mind was going:
Iran, Iraq, the Middle East,
the state of your finances,
write a new poem!

And I was going: Shut up! Can you please,
for cri’sake, for just five minutes,
could you please Shut Up?

And my mind is, like,
“No you shut up! You’re nothing
without me! Let’s see how long
you can stand it
if I say nothing at all
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God-damn!

from "Me and My Shadow"
 Brizo
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Posted: 6/6/2009 12:54:47 PM
Trulio, I prefer to think of it as the ying-yang -thing-thang....

so much for deep discourse now that I've released my inner intellectual...

Jer, speaking of your inner intellectual, sounds like you have a bad case of monkey mind...the only thing you really need to worry about is if your mind decides to hold your breath, or heartbeat....

And as far as Iran, Iraq and the Middle East goes, have you read Obama's speech to the University of Cairo? Excellent! The man has disappointed me a bit with gay rights , troop withdrawal and a few other things I wish he'd risk disapproval on, but he can DEFINITELY inspire others with his speeches!
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this song has been running through my mind for days now.....

Jack-Ass by Beck

I been drifting along in the same stale shoes
Loose ends tying the noose in the back of my mind
If you thought that you were making your way
To where the puzzles and pagans lay
I'll put it together: It's a strange invitation

When I wake up someone will sweep up my lazy bones
And we will rise in the cool of the evening
I remember the way that you smiled
When the gravity shackles were wild
And something is vacant when I think it's all beginning

I been drifting along in the same stale shoes
Loose ends tying the noose in the back of my mind
If you thought that you were making your way
To where the puzzles and pagans lay
I'll put it together: It's a strange invitation




I'm waiting for my strange invitation and the smile...maybe I'll be released from my own gravity....it's getting a bit heavy...
 Alyosha
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Posted: 6/6/2009 1:38:58 PM

Jer, speaking of your inner intellectual, sounds like you have a bad case of monkey mind...the only thing you really need to worry about is if your mind decides to hold your breath, or heartbeat....

And as far as Iran, Iraq and the Middle East goes, have you read Obama's speech to the University of Cairo? Excellent! The man has disappointed me a bit with gay rights , troop withdrawal and a few other things I wish he'd risk disapproval on, but he can DEFINITELY inspire others with his speeches!


Thanks, and as for Obama, of course one can find things he hasn't done yet (e.g., walking on water or feeding the multitudes with a single fish) but let's remember all the astonishing number of things he HAS done already... and be confident, I believe, that there will be many more.
 Alyosha
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Posted: 6/12/2009 12:10:55 PM
On that Day

On the very same day a child was born
who might have grown up
to be the Messiah
( for every child is potentially a saviour),

on that very same day
a man was killed
for no apparent reason.

A match was struck,
the flame shot up,
and the man was dead,

who might have been the one
to recognize and proclaim the Messiah.
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"Alyosha's Poems"
 Brizo
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Posted: 6/13/2009 9:37:20 PM
Trulio, I think maybe the protectionism is a backlash after NAFTA, which sounded good in theory but nearly brought this country down.

I personally worked a job in which almost the entire plant was sent to Mexico...they're barely holding on, and I mean people who've worked over ten or twelve years are laid off...then I jumped to a different job, involving food, hoping to get out of the auto industry. I was hired because (drum roll, please) they'd moved some stuff to Mexico and couldn't meet their manufacturing demands. It kept me in work another three and a half months, then I was laid off which I knew would happen because I was never a part of the actual work force, just an extra...

Jer, I've looked and looked for that article about the latest incarnation declining, and can't find it, even on google. But it was interesting...

big bed

thank the gods
for big, big beds
and dreams of love
that do not die, forgotten
when all about lies
broken, rotten
Tend to the tender

LS 4/23/09
Brawny's
 Alyosha
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Posted: 6/14/2009 7:50:03 AM

big bed

thank the gods
for big, big beds
and dreams of love
that do not die, forgotten
when all about lies
broken, rotten
Tend to the tender


This is like one unbroken beautiful sigh... Thank you.
 Brizo
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Posted: 6/14/2009 8:13:52 AM
hi Sarah, welcome to the thread.....yes to all of that, but a big NO on the chiggers...

Jer, thank you! Doesn't being in bed with someone feel alot like a big sigh?
 Alyosha
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Posted: 6/14/2009 12:00:30 PM

Jer, thank you! Doesn't being in bed with someone feel alot like a big sigh?


I've never experienced it that way but it's a beautiful thought.
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Posted: 6/15/2009 8:16:47 PM
it needs to go on your bucket list...
 Autumn Fantasy
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Posted: 6/15/2009 8:24:11 PM
Yes, yes it does feel like a big sigh! Is it only a woman thing?
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Posted: 6/16/2009 6:11:00 AM
maybe it is...men, if I may ask something so personal...what does being in bed with someone feel like on your end?

We say a big sigh...though as Al Stewart once wrote in Year of The Cat "the drumbeat strains of the night remain" and sometimes it's like that too...and sometimes it's like a porno flick, acrobatic and showy but just a little cheesy and bereft of any sentimentality or depth....

but this was written by a man, and it seems like one big sigh.....
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Low by Cracker

Sometimes I wanna take you down.
Sometime I wanna get you low.
I brush your hair back from your eyes.
I take you down let the river flow.

Sometimes I go and walk the street
Behind the green sheet of glass.
A million miles below their feet
A million miles, a million miles

I'll be with you girl
Like being low
hey hey hey like being stoned
I'll be with you girl
Like being low
hey hey hey like being stoned.

A million poppies gonna make me sleep.
But just one rose it knows your name
The fruit is rusting on the vine
The fruit is calling from the trees

Hey don't you wanna go down
Like some junkie cosmonaut
A million miles below their feet
A million miles a million miles

I'll be with you girl
Like being low
hey hey hey like being stoned
I'll be with you girl
Like being low
hey hey hey like being stoned.

Blue blue is the sun.
Brown brown is the sky.
Green green are her eyes.
A million miles a million miles

Hey don't you wanna go down
Like some disgraced cosmonaut
A million miles below their feet
A million miles a million miles

I'll be with you girl
Like being low
hey hey hey like being stoned
I'll be with you girl
Like being low
hey hey hey like being stoned.
 Autumn Fantasy
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Posted: 6/16/2009 9:52:31 AM
I tried yoga last night (thanks to my middle child)
Got myself into the damnedest positions but
No sigh

Watched the stars play peek-a-boo
From behind the clouds as the telescope was zooming across space out of focus
No sigh

Climbed into bed and was taken to the moon and back
Sigh
 brawnydog
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Posted: 6/16/2009 11:03:48 AM

maybe it is...men, if I may ask something so personal...what does being in bed with someone feel like on your end?

Ironically, I have a queen size bed, darlin. I don't really care for the king sized
ones. They just take up too much space.. and both people are cuddled right in the middle anyway. Why spend the extra fortune on special bedding. lol Yanno?

It really depends on the woman. Ex get's hot easily.. so, I pretty much liked to sleep with our toes touching and my nose in her hair.
My fiance from montgomery, back in the day, slept with me spooning her from behind, one of my legs tween hers, and one hand cradling her breasts.
Just the toe touch and aroma is enough to bind two people into one for me if I love 'em. Makes for a peaceful rest. If I wake up not toe touching.. I immediately remedy that.

I've got one of those long pillows that I sleep with nowdays. lol
Toss my arm and leg over it and spoon. It's red with yellow smilie faces.
I'd just as soon sleep with the smilie pillow if I'm not in love with the woman.
Told the Indian Princess that she's sleepin with me when she comes down.
We're platonic.. but, I still won't want her more than a foot away from me.
A toe away, actually. It's a toe thing.
That's how the big bed feels to me, darlin. It's love, peace and safety.

Oh, and I think it's only gentelmanly for the man to sleep by the entry door and the woman closest to the bathroom. Makes 'em feel safer and it's more convenient.
That's just an aside for guys that don't know such things. Lil things like that make all the difference. Oh, and put the seat down so she doesn't fondue her ass. Sheesus! hahahaha

smoothness and aroma are what does it for me
cucumber melon body wash please
the aroma alone makes me sleep like a baby
that's why they renamed the fetal position "spoonin", maybe

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Posted: 6/28/2009 11:51:55 AM
I can't stand being little spoon (I feel crowded and stifled) but I love being big spoon....

oh, for motivation today...it's so hot I can't get myself moving...

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larceny

the girl who'd save his life
arrested him
with handcuff eyes
leaned back her head
her smile lines
parentheses
containing
her extraordinary laugh
then he knew
she
held the key
to escape

LS 5/01/09
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 Brizo
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Posted: 7/1/2009 9:02:17 PM
conspicuous consumption

No less ,No more
communist creed
give what you can
take what you need
but they forgot
the potential for greed
capitalism's all about me
make it for less
charge a big fee
make it to break
with cheap plastic parts
don't try to repair it
just fill up your carts

LS 4/09/08
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 Alyosha
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Posted: 7/5/2009 7:11:34 AM

conspicuous consumption

No less ,No more
communist creed
give what you can
take what you need
but they forgot
the potential for greed
capitalism's all about me
make it for less
charge a big fee
make it to break
with cheap plastic parts
don't try to repair it
just fill up your carts


Brilliant indictment of crapitalism! And may I add my own:

ECONOMY


An iron economy governs us all.
You, who measure each cent,
will have nothing in the end.
While you, who are outwardly profligate

--who spend and spend: money and time
and love--and count nothing lost,
will have hearts that are in balance,
and joy without cost.
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Posted: 7/5/2009 8:20:54 AM
very true Jer...the older I get, the more I try to do without. Most times we think we need something but we only want it....and that's a hollow thing, you can never fill that wanting up. Purchases do nothing against it...

coffee farmer

the years of his backbreaking toils
have bent him nearly double
a living testament
to toil and trouble

he lives in unrivaled beauty
among mountain trails and trees
and we stupidly call it poverty
too possessed by possessions to see
 Alyosha
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Posted: 7/5/2009 10:44:12 AM

coffee farmer

the years of his backbreaking toils
have bent him nearly double
a living testament
to toil and trouble

he lives in unrivaled beauty
among mountain trails and trees
and we stupidly call it poverty
too possessed by possessions to see


There is such elegance in this and such poise! By "elegance" I don't mean anything to do with fashion but more in the way scientists refer to certain equations as being elegant, in that they express a mathematic or physical truth in a minimum of symbols.

One can imagine that there is more you could have said or that you could have said the same thing more vehemently, but that which was withheld adds to the force of what is there.
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Posted: 7/6/2009 4:18:38 PM
despoil

Evidence of carelessness; we all stand accused.
while the earth our mother stands broken and bruised
bury our garbage and drown it in oceans
and take it for granted she goes through her motions

cut down trees for paper when hemp would be better
and fill mailboxes with junk ads and letters
blow mountains for coal and drill oceans for oil
overfarm and make deserts of soil

I notice we're looking for water in space
a planet to move to and spoil just in case
and soon all around it will orbit detritus
used and discarded by the still avaricious

LS 02/01/09

Great Virtue
 Alyosha
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Posted: 7/7/2009 5:11:03 AM

despoil

Evidence of carelessness; we all stand accused.
while the earth our mother stands broken and bruised
bury our garbage and drown it in oceans
and take it for granted she goes through her motions

cut down trees for paper when hemp would be better
and fill mailboxes with junk ads and letters
blow mountains for coal and drill oceans for oil
overfarm and make deserts of soil

I notice we're looking for water in space
a planet to move to and spoil just in case
and soon all around it will orbit detritus
used and discarded by the still avaricious


This reminds me somewhat of Blake's great "London:"


London

I wander through each chartered street,
Near where the chartered Thames does flow,
And mark in every face I meet,
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.

In every cry of every man,
In every infant's cry of fear,
In every voice, in every ban,
The mind-forged manacles I hear:

How the chimney-sweeper's cry
Every blackening church appals,
And the hapless soldier's sigh
Runs in blood down palace-walls.

But most, through midnight streets I hear
How the youthful harlot's curse
Blasts the new-born infant's tear,
And blights with plagues the marriage-hearse.

Wm Blake
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Posted: 7/7/2009 6:26:47 AM
hmm, so above all rotten things, the harlot? I've always thought them fairly harmless...

though he's right, any "burden" not born into love is a bleak existence and a potential to perpetuate new misery...the sins of the fathers...

deductible

inside you
where your heart abides
lined with broken words
not spoken into silence
let them think
what they will
anticipate
sick hunger for
a fiery collision
whose
failure
to control?

LS 4/24/09
first, last & Om's Palms
 Alyosha
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Posted: 7/8/2009 10:32:39 AM

hmm, so above all rotten things, the harlot? I've always thought them fairly harmless...


I think you may not have given enough weight to "youthful," the implication being that she didn't choose to be a harlot or that she is one when others are still enjoying a carefree youth.
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