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Or is life a giant mobius, winding toward the cent
yet in the cellar my pet still swelters
And before I know it, I have fallen into the cloudy yesterdays of mt mind.
Or is life a giant mobius, winding toward the center.
And before I know it, I have fallen into the cloudy yesterdays of mt mind.
Or is life a giant mobius, winding toward the center.
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Posted: Apr 2016
About this poem:
Or is life a giant mobius, winding toward the center.
online today!Sydney Sales Yard
A bonny mare if 'ere there was one
Stood tall in the Sydney Sales Yard.
The odds, the ring, the sales yard;-
And soon they beat her down.
The bid lot forty three, recall
(If memory serves me right)
Where stood there men as tough as nails
And bidding was a fight.
To and 'fro the bids were called
Until she was knocked down
to Eight Thousand -
For men in Blue Collars this was a lot of dough.
So Standardbred "miss milly molly"
Was walked out of the ring;-
"Not much to look at - a slender horse",-
One onlooker said;-
But he was not the man who bought her; -
Risking hard won bread.
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Stood tall in the Sydney Sales Yard.
The odds, the ring, the sales yard;-
And soon they beat her down.
The bid lot forty three, recall
(If memory serves me right)
Where stood there men as tough as nails
And bidding was a fight.
To and 'fro the bids were called
Until she was knocked down
to Eight Thousand -
For men in Blue Collars this was a lot of dough.
So Standardbred "miss milly molly"
Was walked out of the ring;-
"Not much to look at - a slender horse",-
One onlooker said;-
But he was not the man who bought her; -
Risking hard won bread.
© lovecanbereal
All rights reserved
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Posted: Dec 2015
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Bucks &Does
Buck Butts Buck in Rutt
Heads down antlers up charge!
Antlers rattle, Buck. Butts Buck,
Doe waits in wings.
Heads down antlers up charge!
Antlers rattle, Buck. Butts Buck,
Doe waits in wings.
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Posted: Sep 2014
About this poem:
Its what Bucks do in RutDinner (575)
Antelope running fast
Cheetah running faster.
Cheetah eats dinner
Cheetah running faster.
Cheetah eats dinner
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Posted: Sep 2014
About this poem:
Cheetah's too fast for Antelope, which is a fast animal. Cheetahs run 75-80mph.Sombody read my Wooded church anonymously wanted more animals so heres afew haha'
cheeky
HOW I MISS YOU MY DEAR FRIEND
THE WAY YOU WOULD COME SIT ON MY SHOULDER
LISTEN TO ME
SOMETIMES TALK TO ME
I WOULD WATCH YOU WANTED NOTHING FROM ME NO NOTHING
YOU WHERE ALWAYS THERE FOR ME ,MY DAYS HAVE BEEN LONLEY SINCE YOUR PASSING
I MISS THE THINGS YOU WOULD TALK ABOUT
LITTLE THINGS THAT YOU WOULD DO
LIKE PLAYING WITH THE PENNIES AND THROW THEM ON THE FLOOR
THEN YOU WOULD FLY DOWN AND TRY TO COLLECT THEM ALL
THE WAY YOU TALKED AND PLAYED
WITH YOUR PLATIC PALS
TRYING TO FEED THEM WITH YOUR SEED
THIS WOULD ALL WAYS MAKE ME LAUGHT
THE WAY YOU TALK SO GOOD
I MISS YOU YOUR MY PAL
I WOULD LOVE YOU TO COME BACK
I NOW THIS CANNOT BE
SO REST IN PEACE MY SPECIAL PAL
THE WAY YOU WOULD COME SIT ON MY SHOULDER
LISTEN TO ME
SOMETIMES TALK TO ME
I WOULD WATCH YOU WANTED NOTHING FROM ME NO NOTHING
YOU WHERE ALWAYS THERE FOR ME ,MY DAYS HAVE BEEN LONLEY SINCE YOUR PASSING
I MISS THE THINGS YOU WOULD TALK ABOUT
LITTLE THINGS THAT YOU WOULD DO
LIKE PLAYING WITH THE PENNIES AND THROW THEM ON THE FLOOR
THEN YOU WOULD FLY DOWN AND TRY TO COLLECT THEM ALL
THE WAY YOU TALKED AND PLAYED
WITH YOUR PLATIC PALS
TRYING TO FEED THEM WITH YOUR SEED
THIS WOULD ALL WAYS MAKE ME LAUGHT
THE WAY YOU TALK SO GOOD
I MISS YOU YOUR MY PAL
I WOULD LOVE YOU TO COME BACK
I NOW THIS CANNOT BE
SO REST IN PEACE MY SPECIAL PAL
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Posted: May 2013
Post Commentfallen at first fence
It was the day of the national
A new horse was entered
A total outsider
1000 /1
Made of wood was he
His name was dobin
In fine livery was he
Oh so wooden was he
?
Painted in fine colors all painted propper
On top sat his rider
A carpenter was he
He built dobin from old crates
Scatterd in his garden he bolted glued dobin together
Well built was he sturdy
He was built but now power had he
his creature had an idea he borrowed his bike engine hi fitted
It inside dobin
Oh what power had he
O to 60 in 60
seconds had he
One problem he forgot the very first jump he arried at
His poor wooden horse wooden not jump
He was the last to jump
Poor old dobiin a faller at the first fence
He trotterd off head laid low and was not seen again
A new horse was entered
A total outsider
1000 /1
Made of wood was he
His name was dobin
In fine livery was he
Oh so wooden was he
?
Painted in fine colors all painted propper
On top sat his rider
A carpenter was he
He built dobin from old crates
Scatterd in his garden he bolted glued dobin together
Well built was he sturdy
He was built but now power had he
his creature had an idea he borrowed his bike engine hi fitted
It inside dobin
Oh what power had he
O to 60 in 60
seconds had he
One problem he forgot the very first jump he arried at
His poor wooden horse wooden not jump
He was the last to jump
Poor old dobiin a faller at the first fence
He trotterd off head laid low and was not seen again
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Posted: Feb 2014
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The animal With In
Punishing holes in my soul like animal fire in my eyes and excitement running thru my veins i will conceive your body until it burns on fire like Bengal tiger here we go again dripping with sin and sinking those teeth in flipping those fins and ripping the hair to get to the meat sweeping you off your feet you cant retreat now take my hand down to the morbic sands and i will show you how it all began .....
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Posted: Oct 2013
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use your own amaginationHe Is The One
Witch way well he go well lead us astray or will he brings us home, he has a problem with hand in task, but will find the answer to the questions that lie in your mind ,he is the one that you can never find his needs to reach the sky and break free for all humanity and all obstacles that every one try's to get around ,he is the one that well break those chains that holds you down, he is the one that walks through shadows to open light ,he is the one to keep your secrets safe with his teeth his nails and skin and bones, if only for one night so you may live he is the one......
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Posted: Nov 2013
About this poem:
i got a little stuck on this one ....
Nightsong
Were you fooled by the moonlight
Shining ever so bright
I heard you singing away
In the middle of the night
Or were your breast with joy so swell
That the world just then you had to tell
Shining ever so bright
I heard you singing away
In the middle of the night
Or were your breast with joy so swell
That the world just then you had to tell
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Posted: Apr 2012
About this poem:
Just remembering a time when I heard a bird singing in the middle of the night
If It Should Be
If it should be I grow frail and weak
And pain prevents my peaceful sleep.
Then you must do what must be done
When this last battle can't be won.
You will be sad, I understand.
Selfishness might stay your hand.
But on this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship take the test.
We've had so many happy years
That what's to come can hold no fears.
You'd not want me to suffer, so
When the time comes, please let me go.
Take me where my need they'll tend.
Only--stay with me until the end.
Hold me firm and speak to me.
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know, in time, you too will see
It is a kindness that you do for me.
Although my tail it's last has waved,
From pain and suffering I've been saved.
Do not grieve it should be you.
Who must decide this thing to do.
We've been so close, we two, these years...
Don't let your heart hold any tears.
And pain prevents my peaceful sleep.
Then you must do what must be done
When this last battle can't be won.
You will be sad, I understand.
Selfishness might stay your hand.
But on this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship take the test.
We've had so many happy years
That what's to come can hold no fears.
You'd not want me to suffer, so
When the time comes, please let me go.
Take me where my need they'll tend.
Only--stay with me until the end.
Hold me firm and speak to me.
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know, in time, you too will see
It is a kindness that you do for me.
Although my tail it's last has waved,
From pain and suffering I've been saved.
Do not grieve it should be you.
Who must decide this thing to do.
We've been so close, we two, these years...
Don't let your heart hold any tears.
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Posted: Mar 2012
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