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I dont like vegetables I prefer things fruity To say to the lass the last was best I am not without thine little things I am not without the best Iam not without thine beauty I am what I am nothing more nothing less A soundless tone dancing o
Who upon thine word be bidding Oh who upon thine word be do A laughing truffles gammets lot Or wood behoove you the word that do I am grumpy nothings wrong everythings bad I hate that song Go to talk to Sleepy hes okay I stammered I went I
Stare me not down to scorn me or strip of me my clothing or rip from me my pride/ Instead stare upon me gently That you may want to embrace me and not leave me alone at night Else, why stare at all
The Horse's Heart beat pounding between my thighs, I sit upon him as he knows we are about to charge into another Battle. I sit there till mine and his heart is as one rhythm. I look to the South and see the encroachments of demons old slow and treac
No matter when or where I share this it remains the truth.
Introspection on pain
It talks about inevitability of death and old age
Introspection on depression and autumnal mornings.
Think it is self explanatory.
Laughter really is a great medicine
toying around
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I have been watching Chirstmas shows and movies since November 1. I watched Planes Trains and Automobiles first for Thanksgiving.
A tragic tale of experiences and injustices. May his voice be allowed to be my voice as I help to gain freedom through poetic expression. It is never too late to let go and surrender to a brighter and better day of healing and forgiveness through the perpetual now.
From "The Jungle Book" by Rudyard Kipling
Swan Song It's a very old story. Seems to happen when someone confuses wanting to be loved with being in love. You wanted me to love you. I obliged. Then, joyously you set about building for me a lovely cage, polishing the image you
I cant post what I want, It's Too many words for this semantic play Having to cut it all short and not speak what I desired to say Not a place on this site anywhere counting spaces and each word To summize all I'd have to say: It's more than 4,000
Yes the times are changing - yet that's a given - The centuries hath always told People age with the Seasons that change - Yet luck doth favor the bold So will you be the hero to save another's life - or will you do more & more & more Or will you
Wherefrom the political curtains hang - plans are made to do more harm Youth of all ages and adults took away - from humanity - the darkened hand's farm Some will be cut up and eaten, whilst others for their blood are bled Some will be raised or r
Men more than women kill themselves better: when they want to die Yet through the mental fetter, few there truly be, who wants the suicide Everyone has the liberty to lay-down, crawl, sit, walk, stand, or run Yet no true freedom to explore wherefr
There - mine self - it stands alone Let it be - it sulks - let it Weep Again - that force - some brewery of hate Churns and Burns - where Nerves were cool Then silence breaks - from Voice - a drone As resentment lurks for Nausea to Creep Wherei
The Burning brethren's Words of Hate Stirring around the embers of ruined books Left ashes of burnt pages upon the ground Dispelled for lack of some purpose sent Everywhere the corpses skewered upon each stake Dodging where we could the looks an
Knowing not whence the life, my life the bet As if the Gods against me some bet twas set Their presence absent, and their silence met And all I knew each moment would quake As each rattling bone's motion to move to ache With Feeble mind and a
When choosing what type of poem what I wrote is, ...from the list provided to me on here from the "poetry style" drop down list, nothing in what was provided in that list describes what I wrote. Yet it alligns closest with the option of "Free Verse".
You could choose to let that Go If for you that was your Path Surrendering to what you now Know As you become a righteous Wrath A wrath that strips away all Pain For in me you see the promise of Truth Like the Moon that cycles the Wax and Wane
Tell me, Tell me, of thine Splendor Grant reward, that I Might Do Tell me of: what I'd Remember Had I your thought, of remembering You Take my grief and held back Tears And all the woes I've long Carried Bury it deep with all of my Fears Hide
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Wrote this one 11/17/2023. This is rough draft for the first write. Consider a high/medium tempo to low guitar playing while writing this obscure, off the wall type song! lol Until then
Tribute to my daughter on her birthday. they say time heals but no for me.
Thanks Mick
My own challenge entry.
Memories are like gem's, and having a photo to look back on and remember, sometimes is so good for the soul. Make memories every day, live every day, after all, we only take our memories with us so make them count.
Life is just a race, enjoy it
I dare to wake stumbling through heavens gate, beauty abounds and noone knows, cept me, I see, creations gift, this picture born, imaginaton scorn, but tis the beauty of life, Tis nothing new, for those fortunate few, who live this way....ever
I laid down in my bed My head hurt My vision blurry No one to hear my story I fell asleep for two days Woke up in a haze was it a dream Or my reality No more sunshine Dark clouds Linger above my head I could t seem to fit Into this
Falling down into a ..... hole of depression. I am sinking further down without no helping hand to guide me. Feeling lower than the dirt on the bottom of your shoes. That
a journey through the jungle of life
Different people have different reasons, is today a good day to die?, I cant see, a way, to be, me, Unhappy about life?, can't take the strife?, aware of everything, knowing nothing, why? oh why? am I, this way?,...medication, doctor prescribes,
I've seen all of these many times, when there is a movie with more than one release, I gave the original date, the original Hitcher was released in 1986. I would have watched it, but Netflix discontinued their dvds through the mail, something I have had since 2011.
Visions from the old farm.
Spotted Mick's challenge, here ye go..
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