For the month of April/poetry.......

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  • even flow?even flow? Posts: 8,066
    Just Some Words?


    Knew a person
    Filled with vain
    I wondered
    How it affected their brain
    It would drive me insane
    Living with that pain
    You've changed your place in this world!
  • even flow?even flow? Posts: 8,066
    No title.......


    The road to ruin is paved with gold
    The more you travel
    The more you are tolled
    At this price
    You won't get far
    The sun is just a dying star
    There may be lanes for you to speed
    Just don't get wrapped up in your own greed
    Greed will want you to claim more gold
    Great blues singers have sold their soul
    Quick rich schemes
    Hard to reach dreams
    Levi denim blue jeans
    All have a price
    Not everyone pays the same
    So road to ruin isn't always gold
    Yours could be straw
    Mine could be sold?
    You've changed your place in this world!
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    i think even flow? should end every poem with a question mark?

    (tee hee)

    ;)
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    I found your pulse inside my unchained connection to God.
    The heart whose tune only you’ve come close to.
    I pray you come closer, closer still,
    as if a wish to ignore the restraint
    each second's passing
    places upon us in time’s stubborn limitation.

    Limitation sending the message of patience home.
    The potentially destructive, potentially infinite sink hole of
    boundless sadness and anticipation that my joyous expectation,
    the very hope in me,
    will be dashed against the hearth of my glass half-full house.

    Hope is an unglazed porcelain bowl, chipped, cracked, and finally smashed. I am embarrassed to see myself carefully,
    painstakingly try to put it back together again because I know You. Your ability to tell me how you feel.

    I wonder what the last holder of this soul did to deserve my childhood, sometimes. As this life’s lesson has been all about being alone.
    Its been, “Kid? You’re on your own.”
    Watch people come close, watch people fall away.
    Watch their sad mouths twist when they say they like me so much that away they stay.

    No.
    That’s a bunch of petty free, pity-me bullshit.
    That’s where the resignation of Zen gets completely ignored.
    That’s where individuality lay.
    Where I get to be me, and
    why, specifically, I am alone and remain.

    So.

    In finding Your pulse inside My unchained connection with God, I can’t help but hope harder than I ever have. An action making every super-glued crack creak, and every formal dismal failure potential proof that love just wasn‘t meant for me. I don’t believe that Darwin was wrong. The thriving survival and arrival of me is in moving toward pleasure. If it weren’t? Feeling good wouldn’t feel good.
    It’d just be alright.
  • FelicityFelicity Posts: 339
    i love this.

    it's introspective and personal.it makes me want to be the one that is You,to come closer.

    you are.
  • even flow?even flow? Posts: 8,066
    We set back the clocks to save the daylight?
    This we are told is valuable to the working man
    For they keep the economy growing
    Our dollars flowing
    Our smelters glowing
    It is he who braves the cold dark morning
    Starts his cold car while the family is snoring
    By first break it has lightened up
    Sits with the boys and fills his cup
    Talk about sports, wives and the kids
    He's back to work for the rest of the day
    While in the light his kids are at play
    The whistle blows
    His day is done
    Out to his car
    He has missed the sun
    With a turn of his key
    A flick of the lights
    He's on his way home
    Is it morning or night?


    Pastanazi the above "blue" was very good.
    You've changed your place in this world!
  • of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
    from summer to winter
    in two days
    the north
    is chilly
    except when you say my name
    and then the sun
    lifts up and
    shouts
    without words
    but with rays
    of bright light
    and shoots bullets
    of shine
    and they graze my skin
    darkening my light
    making it all
    alright
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

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  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    it's easy to miss the gray day in winter
    the thick clouds begging the question,
    "will it rain today?"
    the rain, the snow, the appleskin torte
    where the little ants flow
    bucks
    to receive gray love
    for, even in the wettest places,
    rain is proof
    that all is as it should be
    that the cycle is complete

    the cycle is a woman
    and the force is a man

    and off she goes, evaporating, again

    and here he comes,
    wrapping thick strong hands
    on the hip
    of the earth
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    so all you fools
    who sing just like him
    feel free to do so now
    cuz he's dead
    using, using, using
    the using takes toll
    isolation
    just so happy to be one
    sad to, sad to think
    sad to think of him more
    lonesome friend, we all knew
    always hoped you'd pull through
    no blame, no blame
    no blame, it could be you
    using, you can't grow old using
    so sing just like him, fuckers
    it won't offend him
    just me
    because he's dead
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    all my rivals will see what i have in store, my gun...
    i've been harboring fleets in this reservoir, red sun...
    and this nation's about to explode
    your disciples are riddled with metaphors, well hung...
    better pony up and bring both your barrelfulls, not one...
    as we release this unspeakable toll...
    (every grain of sand equals)
    (all the stars and everyone)
    how's our mother to damn these contributors...with mud?
    how will the man who made chemicals difficult...shed blood?
    how's our father supposed to be told?
  • even flow?even flow? Posts: 8,066
    I've misplaced my crown
    They still call me king
    Is my blood any different from theirs?
    I cut myself shaving
    The blood wasn't blue
    Amongst the masses, I get stares
    If I ventured to the wrong part of town
    Trying to fit in
    Without my regal gown
    Dressed like the common folk
    Would anybody know who I am?
    You've changed your place in this world!
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    would you want them to?


    ;)
  • even flow?even flow? Posts: 8,066
    If all you need is air to get high
    Why are you polluting it?


    No PN I don't like anybody really knowing me.
    You've changed your place in this world!
  • BuruBuru Posts: 8,473
    I really liked this, Pasta
    Originally posted by PastaNazi
    it's easy to miss the gray day in winter
    the thick clouds begging the question,
    "will it rain today?"
    the rain, the snow, the appleskin torte
    where the little ants flow
    bucks
    to receive gray love
    for, even in the wettest places,
    rain is proof
    that all is as it should be
    that the cycle is complete

    the cycle is a woman
    and the force is a man

    and off she goes, evaporating, again

    and here he comes,
    wrapping thick strong hands
    on the hip
    of the earth
    y la banda de Guille... cuando toca?
  • even flow?even flow? Posts: 8,066
    My mom..........

    Time may have ravaged your body
    Your mind is still as sharp as a tack
    You fall down way too often now
    Your body shows too much blue and black
    Commercials we once joked about
    You are now the star
    "I've fallen and I can't get up"
    The crawl to the phone is so, so far
    If I could turn back the clock
    You know that would be my deed
    My working class hero
    Never ever filled with greed
    Too strong willed for a home
    Too much pride for your own good
    If I could cut my legs off and give them to you
    You know that I would
    For why work for the man
    To give your two sons a better life
    While your twilight years
    Fill up with pain and strife
    Life has taken me from you
    For I have my own road I must travel
    I would visit more often
    But, once leaving I unravel
    Your're still there for your brothers and sisters
    Like you are still in your prime
    Driving miles in times of need
    Never worrying about your time
    Time is what you give everybody
    Inluding my rottenest friends
    So if there is a god in the sky
    What is it's fucked up plans
    To burden you with pain
    Arthritis riddled right on through
    I will never speak for my brother
    But I'll be there for you
    You've changed your place in this world!
  • puremagicpuremagic Posts: 1,907
    Originally posted by even flow?
    My mom..........

    I'll be there for you

    So very beautilfully written and heart felt.
    SIN EATERS--We take the moral excrement we find in this equation and we bury it down deep inside of us so that the rest of our case can stay pure. That is the job. We are morally indefensible and absolutely necessary.
  • of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
    I wish I could play the guitar
    outside underneath
    a big tree
    with lots of leaves
    and apple blossoms,
    alone in tall grass,
    or sitting cross legged
    on a blanket
    in the sand of
    a white and lonely beach
    and I wish I could play
    the piano in
    a giant hall
    with no people
    and hear the echoes
    of my fingers on
    the keys
    ringing in the walls
    and the ceiling.
    I want to sing to you
    in my flowy dress of cotton
    in a field of wildflowers
    with no one else
    there...
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

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  • even flow?
    that was completely moving..
    ;*l

    ...*snif*...
    drowning....drowning....down...down...down
  • even flow?even flow? Posts: 8,066
    You called me on the phone
    To tell me you're alone
    Something about being down and blue
    You were hoping I could bring a smile to you
    I jumped in my car
    I didn't have to go far
    When I knocked on the door to your place
    You answered with tears running down your face
    You had never been so sad
    You had never felt this bad
    You life had just fallen apart
    All from a broken heart
    You had called me up on a whim
    To clear your head of him
    Try and try to put a smile on your face
    This definately wasn't your day in space
    Finally a smile broke through all the glum
    You realized the wasted time with that bum
    As sure as the sun will rise in the sky
    All the tears had dried in your eyes
    A couple of jokes
    A couple of smokes
    Long talks of nothing
    Long talks about everything
    Your day was coming around
    I suggested we go downtown
    You just wanted to stay there
    With a guy, you said
    "Who did care"



    Thanks to "of the girl" for keeping up with the days. Very nice and some touching stuff you have been writing.

    Still waiting of the PastaNazi to return.

    There is only a week and a bit left for the "poetry" and thoughts month.

    To everyone...............KEEP ON WRITING AND READING
    You've changed your place in this world!
  • even flow?even flow? Posts: 8,066
    You said hi and I did to
    Which led to something, no one knew
    Would grow to something like F'ing at lunch
    Eating up your cu** like it was brunch
    F'ing in your car, at your house while you husband was out
    F'ing until it's my name, not god's you shout
    F'ing you from France to Greece
    F'ing on the covers of your bed made of fleece
    F'ing you on the floor of your den
    Then putting you on the washing machine to F you again
    F'ing in you shower before going back to work
    Not talking to you again because I'm a F'ing jerk


    Enjoy the weekend everybody!!!!!!
    You've changed your place in this world!
  • setaside2setaside2 Posts: 1,084
    Originally posted by even flow?
    If all you need is air to get high
    Why are you polluting it?


    No PN I don't like anybody really knowing me.

    better stop posting thoughts and prose and poetry then, don't you think?

    otherwise there will be fields of thought that will follow you home, taste your food, thread your carpet and steal your space on your couch. They will know you in the end, even flow? and it will be good and better for us all.

    <raises hand> question... I have not participated in this thread until now and yet i have written this month...? do I still get credit? or do I have more homework to turn in yet?

    keep up the work you two...

    seta
    I'm stepping in front of the gushing hydrant in a hurricane. I'd like to see the traction I keep.
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    oh... gosh

    my last contrib was a doozie...
    lots of doozies
    they weigh a little bit more and get written a little bit more slowly, but I am so cool with that

    the pasta will contribute before the day is done, if i miss you, ef?, enjoy the weekend, there will be things here come monday


    and, whatddya say to setaside2? should we make him write one just for april's thread???

    i vote YES


    to the drawing board with YOU, kind sir
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    oh shoot *blushes*...

    i have written since the doozie last weekend


    i am a LIAR


    flay me and splay me my people


    ;)


    i suppose it's off to the board with me, too, no?
  • setaside2setaside2 Posts: 1,084
    i wrote today. so there. it's elsewhere but it's here. so there, the where and the when. I qualify. Hence, you can't make me. It is the gray day.
    I'm stepping in front of the gushing hydrant in a hurricane. I'd like to see the traction I keep.
  • of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
    i'm thirsty
    can i drink the rain?
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

    www.myspace.com/birdinamitten
  • even flow?even flow? Posts: 8,066
    Oh seta we would love to be graced by one of you inspired thoughts for the month of April. Please join in.
    You've changed your place in this world!
  • yerreyyerrey Posts: 181
    let me go
    I need a little air
    it might not be fresh
    but I need to take a walk

    it’s cold outside
    warmer out there
    then in here

    it might be dark
    just like how I’m feeling inside
    no need to fear for my safety
    I’ll blend in just fine

    my obscured shadow
    is on display under that streetlight
    a dead sillhouette

    u could join me
    if u wish
    but I won’t pay attention
    because I need to find myself
    and find myself fast
  • the unseenthe unseen Posts: 372
    here ya go bro.....



    my glass
    i consider it
    more full
    than empty
    some days
    it's filled more
    than others
    even days
    it holds
    only a drop
    is better
    than dry
    cracks formed
    in the container
    it withstood
    the pressure
    as best it could
    but finally shattered
    now my essence
    no longer contained
    spills forth
    unfettered
    my spirit
    free to spread
    where it will








    peace
  • puremagicpuremagic Posts: 1,907
    I starred at you
    thinking, why
    this will never work.
    I knew nothing about you.
    You weren't like the others

    I remember walking over to you
    so slow, so nervous, so unsure.
    Scared I'd never know you,
    Scared I'd never get to know you.

    I stood there looking at you,
    you looked so big, so new
    so complicated.

    I felt so unsure because
    I wasn't much taller than you.
    I picked you up,
    strapped you on
    you felt so right.
    And I knew at that moment
    I was a bass player.
    SIN EATERS--We take the moral excrement we find in this equation and we bury it down deep inside of us so that the rest of our case can stay pure. That is the job. We are morally indefensible and absolutely necessary.
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    Jasmine tea
    Minute flowers
    blossoming in effluvial delta fans

    Lotus tea
    too-sweet milk
    and chased pond water

    A child’s song
    Through Jasmine
    sitar and slide
    fine

    A Lotus concept
    Unfolding chakrah
    Light-filled center
    But frog hop decanter

    Gross


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