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Alone with my dell
Wondering what story i should tell
I know, about the wicked Spell
Where odium and sin dwell
Its perhaps that saucing bell
That tolls all in to heaven or hell
Alone with my dell
Wondering what story i should tell
I know, about the lonely man trapped in an empty cell
Livid with thoughts benieth a bad smell
Hoping his hands wont swell
Alone with my dell

A growing trend
Among the CS Poetry Friends
Never to end

Poetry is an art, an art that can take your breath away,
some may find it dull, some may love it from the start,
Poetry is our moods, the every line you read strikes your heart,
Poetry is filled with life, from the birds in the sky to the bright stars in the heavens,
Poetry and i shall never be apart

I ride by the driveway,
There are so many cars,
I have to park halfway
Down the block.
She said she'd be here,
She probably will.

Saying that my company
Was needed to make her
Night complete, I don't
Think I believed her.
What would some one as
Beautiful as her, want
With me?

I lock my car from afar,
Walking reluctantly, to
The party in progress.
I'll just get back in my
Car and follow the route
Back to my house, or perch
Myself in front of a window,
Glaring in, to catch glimpse,
As a voyeur, hoping to
See forbidden fruit; watching
Her everymove.

These thoughts and more,
Cloud my mind.
I know, I know, I'll
Just sit in my car
Across the street, and
Watch the happy partyiers
Revel in their own company.

I stop two doors down,
From the offending house.
Good, I think to myself,
No one's seen me, I can
Still make a hasty retreat.
There, on the porch, standing,
Talking , laughing,
Is the lady in question.

I take a deep breath,
Close my eyes and pop a mint;
Pulling out a coin from
My pocket, I rest in it on
My closed pointing finger
And thunb; heads I go right
Tails I go left to party.

I flick my thumb,
The coin launches from
It's seat,
Tumbling in the air....

Cruising the forums, checking out the threads,
Reading what everyone has said.

I thought the point was looking for love,
but then a thought came from up above.

~Understand, I ain't knocking the site,
It oftentimes packs quite a tasty bite!~

For adults, this site is like a high school clique,
The geeks, the jocks, the preps, anyone got a bic to flick?

We gravitate to what we know or who seems safer,
I think he/she said their underwear was chaffer?

We have great days, fun chats, intellectual posts,
And some that seem like lukewarm toast!

All-in-all it appears, that although we try to be happy and sparkly,
We "CS'ers" can be quite cranky!
(And some posters deserve a cheeky little spanky!)

Writing is what i do
writing is what i dont ignore
usually i write the truth
but still i will write galore
I let my fingers do the talking
I let my fingers speak the words
paper is what my pencil is stalking
Its what makes my feelings heard
I can write all day long
for those moments i feel free
I feel like my words are strong
feelings belonging to others and to me
I will continue to write truthfully
even if the feelings aint mine
I write the words to let u see
how you love and cry at the same time
you can love or hate what i write
but my writing wont end only increase
this is my talent and this is what i like
Im going to write till the day i cease

Lights, camera,action is what producers say,come on out you drama queens..it's your time for you to play.
You live for the spotlight,the attention is what you crave..All this talk of shattered dreams, and the ending of your days.
Here today but leaving tomarrow, but tomarrow never came,You are still sitting here, all is still the same.
Cant you just be happy,for each blessed gift each day? And if your really leaving..could you mean just what you say?
Stop playing on our emotions,so that all will pity you..get in the game of life , and be true to us..and you.
Is anything all that bad that you need all this action? When you are happy and positive..why thats the main attraction.
Now please dont think me cruel or harsh,im really not that way..I'm just the type of person who beleives in what you say.
So in the closing act, can we make it not so sad..for what we have been dealt , cant really be so bad.
I really dont mean no harm, just really tired of this great alarm!!!
It's never true so lets not pretend..I really truley am your friend..

I've been waiting for a long time to see the sun shine;to take a stroll in the lawn and see the beauty of nature.
I've been waiting to feel your sensational touch; waiting for our meeting to blossom; waiting for my life to begin; waiting for a happiness that would never end.Now I have all of these precious things and so much more my dreams came true, the day I met you.

by the cool bluish light
of the LCD screen on her lap
Artemis tiptoes the net
as flesh bends to the bone

she's silently hunting now
a bow at her breast and
her extra long sleep shirt
covering her crossed thighs

where in the vast forest
can she find her prize,
the prowess of fortitude,
display expertise of hunting

clicking past the decoys she
surveys the herd before her
this one, too old and lean
that one maybe, yes that one

lone proud stag is racked
quietly before the arrow
pressing the enter key,
she knows she must

© agoodguy2have 2010-06-04

You know something no one knows
You’ve been somewhere no one goes
Heard the music no one hears
Unless they listen with lover’s ears
You’ve seen color shape and form
That no one else could see
You’ve felt chills and you’ve felt warm
You’ve touched every part of me

Is it better? Is it best?
Knowing more than all the rest?
Is sweetness glinting in your eye
Because denial is a lie?
Do you await the confrontation
By someone who suspects
So you can gush your heart’s elation
And quote a name from scripture’s text

Or do you worry? Feel unsure?
Too soon perhaps to feel secure?
If blooming heart were meant for pain
To share it would be no one’s gain
Nothing ventured nothing lost
None to trouble none to blame
If risk’s unworthy of the cost
If thrill and peril are the same

Don’t decide until you feel
That what you know is truly real

For no one knows, no one can guess
At work at home or on CS
Does your secret make you smile?
Will you keep it, for a while?