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Your life, Your choice

Life has many ups and down
So many roads to walk down
The path we choose are few
The good and the bad
The happy and the sad
Some days are long
Some are short
It is up to us to live weak or strong
To cry or to laugh
To do good or wrong
Look close in the mirror
Think long and hard
Walk each step like it is a yard
Just remember to smile not to cry
And God will help you by and by
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Posted: Feb 2015
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Spartacus2012

ISIS

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From far away
the world sees the video
westerner's beheaded
a mother's tear drops far away
the house is weeping
mother I love you
I kiss the moonlight
I kiss the moon face farewell...

ISIS chants Islam
they violate Islam
burn a pilot
they are savage dogs
rabid dogs
carrying a knife in their pocket
asking the world if it has a problem
although the problem is you...

You brainwash your youth
telling them
roses are blue
violets are red
because that's what Allah tells you
because you are blind...

ISIS what separates us from the animals
what separates us from chaos
maybe it is
the ability to mourn
people we've never met
although a stealth bomber
and a suicide bomber
both kill for political reasons...
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Posted: Feb 2015
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peachmelba

Frogs

Where are all the frogs gone that used to hop in the field at the back of my home

Where I used to collect tadpoles and keep them and release them when they were grown


Back into the field where new grass was sown,

Off they would leap 3 ft in the air,

To see one now would be very rare,

Now they have built houses where the frogs used to live

And now I won't see them in that field.

I could never catch one I wasn't up to their speed,

One day I hope to spot a froggie one day

I may even give one a kiss,



By peach.
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Posted: Feb 2015
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WILDANDREADY

MIDNITE TO SEVEN

SURELY, MY IDEA OF HEAVEN! I GET IN MY CAR AND WANDER THROUGH THE STREETS! WHEN I SEE SOME HOMELESS; I GIVE THEM SOME EATS! THE YOUNG GIRLS, ARE AT YOUR BECKONED CALL; TO GIVE YOU o*al, OR A QUICK BALL! STRAIGHT GIRLS ARE GREAT; WHEN ON A SCHEDULED DATE; BUT WINING AND DINING, DOESN'T ASSURE YOU OF A LOVERS FATE! WHAT MORE CAN I SAY? IF YOU'RE OUT AT THAT TIME; YOU WILL HAVE THE GREATEST EXPERIENCE; AND IF YOU START ENJOYING IT; THAT'S SURELY, NO CRIME!
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Posted: Feb 2015
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ANOTHER INTERVIEW ALTHOUGH IT SOUNDS EXCITING, AS LONG AS YOU'RE CAREFUL!
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mindy55

As I walk upon the ground

As I walk upon the ground

you lay beneath but make no sound

with no shoes upon my feet

I think of our life we once had

visting your grave site

still makes me feel so sad

As the stars shine

upon you every night

I think about what

my life with out you

is now like

As I place a Flower

upon your grave

my thoughts of you

in my head will always be saved

As once again I must turn and leave,

Jerry my new life without you

is getting easyer but that

does not mean I dont still

miss you and I dont still grieve

Bye for now untill we meet again

you will aways be in my heart and my husband

and my best friend

As I walk upon the ground

you lay beneath but make no sound
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Posted: Feb 2015
About this poem:
This was written 9 years ago after visiting my husband grave site.
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Spartacus2012

The tree

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Is love
like wild sweet honey
that bees store
like the tender sap
that weeps from a tree at dawn?

Is it like sap
that flows from
the garden of a woman?
I am here now
with outstretched arms
waiting for her...

The night is cold
I have counted
the silver fingers of the moon
as I imagine
her fingers caressing
my hair...

Outside the wind blows
the night is filled with shadows
in my sky they are dying
as I wish to touch her face
I dream of turtledoves
cooing her to sleep..
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Posted: Feb 2015
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Carla mi amor... Happy Sunday to all!
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fugitive432

My Anti-hero

He has a collection of girlfriends he's turning on and off at will

He's got a heart of gold that he just cannot keep still

He sympathizes with the wandering wistful waif

And brings her oranges and pears and unlost faith

He holds her chin up so she'll know just what to do

He makes her melodies made of words from Timbuktu

He takes away her inhibitions with no smile

And if you wait he will be right back in a longish sort of painful kind of while










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Posted: Feb 2015
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Spartacus2012

Foolish Lover

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You wore the dress
that I picked out
sexy black skirt
that I raved about

You came to me
as a flower in bloom
I kissed you
when you entered the room

You lifted your dress
I bled out
in my shaded bedroom
you made me shout

Stretched out next to you
I said I loved you perhaps too soon
as you plumed and plumed
I felt like a big baffoon....
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Posted: Feb 2015
About this poem:
Carla
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adjhe

PAISLEY

.....My name is paisley i am almost a year old. I had been a family pet until they decided i was to big for that. My family put me in the back of their their truck we started a long journey to get to the circus. I was told we were going there to visit. When we got there they let me out and told me to go into the tent. When i got into the tent they took off leaving me all alone. I went int the tent laid down in the middle of the ring where i cried myself to sleep.
.....Paisley was startled in the morning when people came in the tent. She started running around hysterically. The ring master called for Ellie; a 4 year old elephant, Daisy; her little sister elephant, Mijal the elephant trainer. Meanwhile they tried to calm her down, but it was no use. Then Ellie walked in with Mijal on her back and daisy trailing behind her. Paisley ran over to them as they entered she wanted to know who they were. Mijal got down off Ellie. He rubbed paisley trunk then offered her some peanuts from Ellie's pouch. It calmed her down. Ellie told her to come get breakfast as Mijal would make her something to eat. Ellie had Paisley grab her tail and led her to their tent as Daisy picked up the rear with Mijal.
.....They finished eating then decided to introduce Paisley to all the other animals. They skipped off out of the tent towards the watering whole. Ellie dropped the ball onto the ground and they played until they were told it was time to practice. Mijal brought the tools out for the tricks. They headed into the field to practice. Daisy and Ellie showed Paisley how to do the ring toss. Ellie tried to toss the rings to Paisley to catch them, but she just was any good at these tricks. They decided to do the ball trick. Paisley could not balance the ball and bounce it both. She was getting frustrated as she could not do it. Mijal called lunch time. Everyone got there food then sat down. After lunch Paisley asked if she could show them what she liked to do.
.....She asked Ellie to put on slow soft music. Paisley got up and headed to the field. The music started. She lifted off the ground and into the air as she twirled very elegantly. She landed so softly to the floor like a feather. she spun around then jumped up in the air twirled around again and like a feather settled on the ground. She finished her dance with a one hand stand into a somersault. She pushed herself up to her feet as the music ended. Everyone had been watching her. They all started clapping as they came towards her to welcome her to the family. Mijal looked at paisley with eyes of a delighted father. He turned to Paisley, would you like to start the show tonight. She looked at him and said a very joyful yes. She then walked around hugging everyone and thanking them for letting her into their family. Paisley was happy she had found a new home.
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Posted: Feb 2015
About this poem:
This is a children's book i wrote please leave me feedback
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Spartacus2012

Fire Woman

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Often alone
in midst of people
picturing you
being pleased
pleasing me
in love with you
defeat in victory
remaining loyal to my killer...

Fire woman
lightning in my sky
shooting star
Juliet, Guinevere and Eloise
you are you
burning ember
funereal pyre
love is fire
without hurting...
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Posted: Feb 2015
About this poem:
Carla..
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