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DiggableHippy49

Easy Living

Easy living,
Is this what it takes?, ( ex.1- da de da doo)
Play it by ear?,
You wake and you bake!,
ooh, (x4) - Easy living, -
The party begins,
When you arrive!
You wonder if it's the right place?,
While you - are greeted with smiles!,
Easy living, --

You jump on a Harley,
Cuts circles in the grass, (ex.2 cha che cha cha cha)
The neighbors call the cops,
Then ask for your autograph!,
ooh (x4) - Easy living, --
People pay you!,
To play on the stage!,
But even you don't,
They love you anyways!,
Easy living, --

Easy living,
Is that what it took?, (ex.3 de da dow ba da ba da bom bom boom)
To play that six string thing?,
To have the looks?,
ooh (x4) Easy living, -
And you have it all!,
Where else can you go?
If you are (reading, hearing) this,
(de da doo, chada chada chada ching ba da boom)
Let me know?!
Easy living ------
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Posted: Jun 2023
About this poem:
Wrote this 6-9-2023. I thought of writing something Rock off a scale of the days of yore of Rock! Perhaps something like a modern-day oldie with rock, blues, and jazz style, or maybe something more The sound somewhat modern studio wise, but the vocals, the group, very old school style. Let's day the 50's early 60's? An interesting aspect, eh? lol Until then
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Agilberti

Vegas

I went to Vegas a year ago, and gamble all day through. I lost a hundred thou and had to sing the blues. There was no clocks on the wall, to tell the time come true. But the manager seen me cry , and said what can I do I said I needed cab fare a hundred bucks or more the manager gave me a travelers check , then through me out the door.
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Posted: May 2023
About this poem:
I wrote this in 1973 in Florida
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Laine4U

I have Fallin

Moving on from the past is not easy
Everyday what's on my mind are all scary
Loving alone were so lonely
Every single day is not that easy.

But one day you found me
You always told me, life is so short to be lonely,
Making sure I am happy
For all those crazy stories that you told me.

As the days passes by, I long for you
Those rideculous comments became so funny.
Yesterday I was so lonely,
now I feel happy but I also feel scared

Talking to you everyday brighten my day. And yes it made me so happy
But behind those happiness is also scary cause I think I have fallin in love with you babe.
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Posted: Mar 2023
About this poem:
A feelings for someone special
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Laine4U

So Far

I want to live a life
Out of my own life
Even stupid see it right
That falling for you I might.

Living a life so lonely
Thinking about you only
And it happens all day
Makes life so crazy

Looking from a far
All I can do so far
But Babe, even I am afar
I have falling for you so far.
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Posted: Mar 2023
About this poem:
It's just a feeling for someone.
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Oceanzest

The waiting

In the small half-light
where shadows fall
I saw you walking
ever tall
ever unsure
whether to come home
from the fields
where you do roam

Why do you wait
incessantly
to fix a date
where we will see
your presence here
is what we miss
so lonely times
I can dismiss
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Posted: Mar 2023
About this poem:
just playing around
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Oceanzest

The night the bard of Stratford died

The night the bard of Stratford died
Ye olden days to which we yearn
now to whom this may concern
those river parts before the sea
are usually taken by degree
a flood can hardly be contained
with darkest sun, and moon that waned
she flew along to meet the tide
the night the bard of Stratford died

The night the bard of Stratford died
the sky turned ugly, open wide
animals hid inside their barns
taverns reeled with horrid yarns
and down upon the cobbled road
the beasts that struggled with their load
said to natures law we must abide
the night the bard of Stratford died

The night the bard of Stratford died
a court was formed, the innocent tried
a priest was called into the room
butcher, baker, bride and groom
and on the morrow we shall see
the tailor make a guilty plea
the judge determined a soldier lied
the night the bard of Stratford died
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Posted: Jan 2023
About this poem:
toying with a rhyme scheme
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optimisticme

Games and life!

Such games prevail, but sadness reigns, the
Show must go on, be what they want you to be,
And then, finally you see, too late, it’s over,
Oh such games we play, humanity is where it is,
Honesty and integrity, so many have failed,
So many pedestals, so many victims lost to
Fear, lost to not being, silently screaming with
No one to hear,
No one can be all you want them to be, and
Their fear ends in their demise, they believed
And fell to the lies.
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Posted: Dec 2022
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shinjorai

I Remember you now.

You made me believe again
and not in second chances
but hope in its truest form
that destiny romances

and there is just a way
red ribbons burning down
left upon your walls
lonely on your crown

that you could once release
never show the world to me
but just a tiny piece
of all you seem to be

you are something sacred
you are more than words
the missing incantation
bloodletting from your swords

I remember another time
in another far off place
we met like this on a road once
but you didnt know my face

you said hello traveler
would you like to stop a while?
hear a tale of a weary wander
whos walked too many miles

and you sang and I listened
and I swear i heard it true
it was not just another melody
but truly a piece of you

and you laid it in the air
and it gently drifted down
into the fires crackling light
then landed on the ground

it sprouted up and bloomed
upon my very grave
been going on eternities
the one i can not save
a moment that escapes me
i knew it by its scent
it calls to me for release
and i think its heaven sent

it seems to sell no sense now
but blink and try i might
to close my eyes and dream
within this fallow night

there came another whisper
of a song i heard before
a thousand years this lonely road
weve walked it all before

but still we keep on meeting
and still we act surprised
like nothing more than children
along for a quiet ride

but it was anything but
because the song it carried through
it told me of the growing
and it told me of the yew

and there was a light in the middle
and a place i could not name
burning yearning capturing
something akin to flame

upon your shoulders
down the small of your back
id like to finish the story
but i think im losing track

but someday it will come to me
and i sware ill write it down
right this wrong and walk on through
not just another town

waiting on the outskirts
to hear that song
just one more time
and find my way home

The tree it lives forever
within and around
it sheds its own light
upon the beacon drowned

I swore that i would find you
and now im glad to wait
all it costs is happen stance
and carrying the weight

Now the words are tired
the stories had its fill
its time to sleep and dream again
up upon that hill.

Where once two weary travelers
met in the midst of night
glowing gleaming blinding
but somehow it was right.

The shape of heart mishapen
and leaden lay the key
but all im asking is for stories
you to come and go with me

Free in your ways
and me in mine
take flight in the sky
and recognize the time
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Posted: Nov 2022
About this poem:
I wrote this a while back. I believe i wrote it for my soulmate. Theres a story that goes with it from childhood. I dont know if its true but it gives me something to believe in when life is cold and lonely. It sits with me and warms me by the fire.
When i was in kindergarten there was a little girl. She had read a book about reading palms. It was just a silly kids game. So i let her read mine. She told me i would be married twice, once for a short time, which i was, to my first wife for a year when i was very young man. A second time to my second wife for a very long time, which i was 23 years. She even told me I would have two kids, which i did a boy and a girl. Then she said I would meet somebody, with red hair to spend the rest of my life with. I try not to read to much into things but sometimes its nice just to have something to believe in you know? Even if its not true i guess its not hurting anybody to keep a little bit of faith in your back pocket. Hope you enjoy the poem and I wish you all the best in your own travels. May your journey lead you to your own heart and home.
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optimisticme

What I see!

What I see!
Who holds this world in his hands?
Who?
Not I? Not you?, then who?
The world will never be us,
Why?, because,
We WILL be gone, won't be long,
Tomorrow will start anew,
The same game will reignite,
For Millennium worlds have died
no one wrong, no one right,
It's all in the game, it's always
the same,
Imagination makes this creation,
and we do it constantly,
Understanding..... is the Key!
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Posted: Oct 2022
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MissIreland

Rain and wind

Rain and Wind

The rain falls from the highest in the sky
The wind carries it
Too and fro
Beating it against
My window pain
I.hardly stir
Listening to.its next move
Against my window pane
It dances on the ground
Like tapping up and down
The rain and wind
Come together like
Sister and brother
I.wont bother
Getting up
Out of my.slomber
I'll just lay here
Listening to the rain and thunder
The wind is howling
And roaring like a Lion
I wonder I wonder I wonder


The End
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Posted: Jul 2020
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