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  • justamjustam Posts: 21,294
    edited April 2016
    It is hard to be out of the loop but I hope the people lucky enough to be IN the loop are doing well.

    Best wishes to all!
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  • QUESTIONS I WOULD ASK A CLAIRVOIYANT
    Will I lose all my teeth before i die?

    If i stop eating sugar will it make a difference?

    If i eat more calcium will it make a difference?

    If i love more will it make a difference?

    Can i love more?

    Will i love more?

    I am not sure...

    I Can!?

    Can you?
  • JESUS AND MURPHY

    Did you ever hear the story of Jesus and Murphy?

    Well...if you havent heard it yet, I cant tell it to you
  • justamjustam Posts: 21,294
    edited April 2016
    Oh, mean something like: anything that can go wrong will go wrong? That Mr Murphy?


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  • justamjustam Posts: 21,294
    edited April 2016
    xo
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  • justamjustam Posts: 21,294
    Then, of course, there's the story that has no story. I read a novel this summer that I didn't like very much because the only point it seemed to have is that sometimes relationships between characters don't work out.

    That's all. Sometimes they just don't. I guess it's a common experience for humans.
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  • donnaruhldonnaruhl Posts: 2,130
    As the crisp sun slowly rises,
    The flowers soak the morning dew
    The Swallows are laughing once again,
    And the Mocking Birds are calling out,
    To all those,They've passed along the way.
    Soft are the breezes,Whispering through the leaves.
    Kissing my face, Warming my heart.
    What a glorious day.
  • donnaruhldonnaruhl Posts: 2,130
    When life happened,I let my membership lapse. My newest number starts with 489.... I was just going through a garbage bag of old paperwork and stuff,From way back.And I stumbled over old ticket stubs from Pearl Jam and 10 club flyers.Rolling Stones ticket stubs for Oct 29th 1994 my birthday,which Pearl Jam was supposed to be there.And I would of seen them for the first time.But to my surprise,I found my old membership card.And my number was, 182760. To think of so many new fans in between. Love,Love!
  • donnaruhldonnaruhl Posts: 2,130
    Woke up this morning at 3 am,To Parachutes on my mind. Woke again later,To Come Back in my head. While I was preparing coffee, I started humming Time in a Bottle. All three songs mean a lot to me. Weird how they all came to me within hours of one another.
  • Ms. HaikuMs. Haiku Washington DCPosts: 6,934
    A sadness the length of a sigh.
    The explanation the length of a smile.
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • wagoneers all know no bounds
    leap off too
    all in or out
    to paths where honey bees drink
    nectar of the odds and sods
    well sown six feet under
    pipes laid rip tides test the seams right
    made ready to the task
    gilding the lily in the prettiest pink you ever did see I say I saw a pearl
    jam pulled out of my hat, drum style
    any way you want the likings the better
    of the two made three
    fours the score fore....
    family
  • chadwickchadwick up my assPosts: 21,152
    vogonpoetbythelake,

    that's pretty neat stuff you got there

    "gilding the lily in the prettiest pink you ever did see I say I saw a pearl
    jam pulled out of my hat, drum style"


    really good
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • thank you sir chadwick
  • rollingsrollings unknownPosts: 6,721
    edited April 2016
    donnaruhl said:

    As the crisp sun slowly rises,
    The flowers soak the morning dew
    The Swallows are laughing once again,
    And the Mocking Birds are calling out,
    To all those,They've passed along the way.
    Soft are the breezes,Whispering through the leaves.
    Kissing my face, Warming my heart.
    What a glorious day.

    The Swallows are laughing once again,
    And the Mocking Birds are calling out,


    nice
    I love those guys
    Post edited by rollings on
    A horse once heard Stone Gossard playing guitar on the other side of a wall. And that, my friends, is where giraffes came from.
  • LongestRoadLongestRoad Posts: 323
    Come to my house
    cometalktometalktometalk
  • AnnafalkAnnafalk SwedenPosts: 3,678
    edited May 2016
    I must stop my negative way of thinking...
    Post edited by Annafalk on
  • chadwickchadwick up my assPosts: 21,152
    (having this - part I)

    having torn again
    bestest of times
    urinal stains difficult
    lots of bad
    nasty

    sharp in there feels
    this
    sleeping nearly unacceptable
    a darkened out bed aches (this way)
    hear a moaning crowd now
    thousands go at once
    but a few songbirds stay behind
    early

    traffic clogged up
    a similar drain stopped
    even as grand as they are tall wooden ships lean fast with nothing to drink
    no fruit trees blown around winds
    all but faded down to where things are smothered over

    you would
    a candle lit goes like this
    it is knowing how
    with a bull elephant's dance
    the unknown ritual felt across wide open spaces
    to be still without being asked
    no hummingbirds
    not whales
    yes but we can

    you will remember some
    forgetful caterpillar tonight
    no skymoon above this one
    just discarded awareness for the time being
    nothing truly lost
    everything calm

    but to be a mountain spirit
    calling out all your returning cries
    thousands of warriors side by side
    where touching seashores blister pebbles, shells & sand as if molten moments had been birthed

    but off in the distance
    genius piano keys hit hard across our eyes
    like flying butterflies lit up with dropping bombs
    a hillside over looking it all blasted in solo symphony
    sunlight intoxicated
    a confused sky held tight together
    until what was heard yielding around us
    a spectacular climax in storm fashion

    it snowed forever
    cold was having daisies & peaches
    the breakfast tablecloth elegant white lace finally found
    & you could hear perfection this way as witness
    even a crying swan sings










    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • fabfamtastic!!! Thank you SIR once again...beautiful...



  • LongestRoadLongestRoad Posts: 323
    Shut up tightly as with a seal;
    One is so near another
    That no air can come between them;
    They are joined to one another
    They stick together and cannot be parted.
  • LongestRoadLongestRoad Posts: 323
    I wish I wouldn't have gotten on the boat that day
    Might have seen you before you left
    The buzzing and the bites, otherwise it was beautiful
    Haven't talked about this
    Seems like so many lifetimes ago
    In the basement we were all talking and laughing
    She said she'd never been out of the county
    But I knew she'd be traveling
    You came down the stairs and took a seat
    And took my breath away
    The realization
    I couldn't help looking at you
    He knew and turned towards me
    I turned away but I didn't want to....
  • LongestRoadLongestRoad Posts: 323
    edited May 2016
    You have two beauty marks, that means you're twice as beautiful
    I hope you know what I'm talkng about Mister
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  • LongestRoadLongestRoad Posts: 323
    edited May 2016
    Wish I wasn't so vain
    I would wear my glasses and be able to see
    I hope everyone can see that Liberace is a liar
    She and the beanpole help the demons that sit behind me
    If the beanpole knew what they say but not my concern
    I'll go on my merry way looking for the bluejay
    who collected the donations that day
    I once again ruined my life
    because I should have runaway with him
    Remember be close
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  • justamjustam Posts: 21,294
    Maybe you couldn't see it, but you got a smile. Lucky you!
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  • donnaruhldonnaruhl Posts: 2,130
    I Got Shit!
  • chadwickchadwick up my assPosts: 21,152
    (part I)

    ever throw a steak onto the steel just over a campfire fairly early one morning?
    eat it with your hands
    there aint a fork or knife near you
    toss the scraps over your shoulder or give the dog a bone
    aint no thing
    it's 8:13

    go out hunting morels
    grays & browns
    dead leaves covering forests teeth-roots
    sometimes hickory trees
    other times large old oaks whistle
    they'll whisper windsongs all to themselves

    across the way yellow runs
    purple dives
    jumps for attention
    sun has its laughter little ones color







    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • LongestRoadLongestRoad Posts: 323
    edited May 2016
    Remember when I was Barbie with the pink car and you were Ken the salesman. :)
    5235 with the deeper voice

    This is different
    The place with the dogs and ducks
    And the donations collected east
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  • LongestRoadLongestRoad Posts: 323
    edited May 2016
    A lawyer, a plumber, an architect
    A ranger, a writer, a fisherman
    A carpenter's boss or a musician playing in little bars
    It wouldn't have mattered
    We would've collided
    Facebook or my space or somewhere else
    We are meant to be
    You think that all I want is a diamond and a ring of gold
    But all I want is you

    This isn't that good and some of it's stolen but it's how I feel
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  • JWPearlJWPearl Posts: 19,893
    chadwick said:

    (part I)

    ever throw a steak onto the steel just over a campfire fairly early one morning?
    eat it with your hands
    there aint a fork or knife near you
    toss the scraps over your shoulder or give the dog a bone
    aint no thing
    it's 8:13

    go out hunting morels
    grays & browns
    dead leaves covering forests teeth-roots
    sometimes hickory trees
    other times large old oaks whistle
    they'll whisper windsongs all to themselves

    across the way yellow runs
    purple dives
    jumps for attention
    sun has its laughter little ones color







    i always feel ive remembered you another place...
    i picture you with a tomahawk and a good old friend
    acquainted us many er travels and many meals
    you are dear to us..
    number 6...
  • JWPearlJWPearl Posts: 19,893
    emotions are like glass
    you can make it shiny and sparkle
    to radiate beautiful light or
    you can break it to only get cut
    by the sharp pieces
    you reap what you sow
    number 6...
  • chadwickchadwick up my assPosts: 21,152
    asked
    i did this
    endless circular cool winds took it
    amazed & playful clouds rolled on in
    some were bunnies on hills of alfalfa
    others drew pictures of floating castles
    crisp air creates & dismantles floating dreams

    ?where does all this grow
    pink flames against yellow racing down horizons
    you'll see a queen back there
    her garden like liquid
    beside another set of parading horses
    soon happenings bright twinkle prances

    enormous birdbaths take in flutters higher than mountaintops
    having a song of cotton candy entrances
    full gardens some asleep
    others are tears on iris purples
    there you'll see her dance around
    this fire-pit having embers lifting as tiny helicopters & angels

    sometimes fireflies (sometimes not)
    when counting cannot go on without chaos
    blink & amazed in yellow against darkness
    something like race horses let out birdcages
    no more swinging small
    their answers
    their questions
    ?all matching perfectly
    like classical pianists launched off the edge

    it's not simple
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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