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kisses in the rain
The excitement anticipation was always so great. Just to see his face, a flash, his eyes to mine across a crowded bar. My stomach would do a somersault, my heart skip a beat, my breath come short. It was as though I stood alone exposed for that moment. Everything in the room just disappeared when I saw him. I would imagine…
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Poems for You ...
These poems are inspired by fellow fans here on the board and those I have met on my Pearl Jam adventures if you have one to share ... please do :D I Imagine You I have seen your face beautiful I imagine your eyes your soul deep like the sky they live in the sky Your words stirred my imagination each story told in images…
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The real possibility...
~~~Slow Wave~~~ riding upon the waves of sleep I return to the infinite dream gliding past the days events and those that have not yet arrived so deep this ride I can take nothing there nor can I bring anything back the possibilities abound of what can be found here in the afterdream
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Kaleidoscope
Light refracted, Like prisms from sunlight, Dancing with clouds. It's not the Tango, Nor a Waltz. It's a kaleidoscope, Of thoughts and emotions, That rally in my mind. Overcrowded, Overwhelmed Spinning round,Spinning round. Vertigo, Vertigo.. Stop this world and let me off.
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To be Fair
I feel like such an inconsiderate ass these days that I could have wanted your heart so badly, so badly, (so desperately) that I kept singing my long song I guess that's part of love it pushes us so thoughtlessly we fall whether or not it's the "right" thing to do and we stay with it if it drives us to stay with it!…
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My tumblr
Hi Guys, here's my tumblr where I post music. http://stovehard.tumblr.com If you dig deep might find some Pearl Jam covers. Cheers!
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It's almost funny, but sad too
I'll say it plainly No woman wants to be loved as merely an extra to be kept discreetly for a rainy day as a spare! if we're supposed to be talking of big dreams and wishes NO WOMAN WISHES FOR THAT ROLE! (I'm saying it, because apparently it needed to be said) Don't try to woo a woman by telling her to follow her dreams…
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Several weeks pass
gone midnight echoes my light bulb just flickered out weird to light the room with a haloed glow something's stirring somewhere you can feel it If space existed beyond these four walls I would drop in a pebble and watch it tumble into the distance
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beware !
I received this e-mail and looked into it and turns out they're a scam. Godfather. At Eber & Wein, we’ve dedicated a portion of our business to providing writers with new, unique opportunities to share their work with broader audiences. Therefore, we are excited to announce the first edition of Eber & Wein Publishing’s…
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Superficial Majesty
You persecute me and all my friends Cause all we do is reminisce About a special time and place Where the music didn't suck And the fashion of no fashion at all was in... I wish that I was twenty one in 1992 Id follow pearl jam and nirvana And forget all about you... So go ahead and leave Go ahead and be A million miles…
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Vanishing Time
Slipping through the cracks Toward oblivion... Here comes a new Sharona A little different than The one That’s so familiar... The clap of hands Tongue-tied From birth To a point between First steps and last breath... Never again Never again Will you see me My friend... Oh No, Never again... Its vanishing time And I love to…
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So Far, No Good
My hands are worn like gloves of sorrow Bleeding from the inside out Don't wait up for me tomorrow I won't be here when you wake... So far, no good I know you can, I wish that I could So far, no good I know you can, I wish that I could... There's a whisper in the hallway Speaking of a nameless fear You want to know the…
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bakers at play with clay
Divine stroked kneadings and colour palette alterations left to the measure of the cone attentively traced and embraced tinking, winking, cooling and cracking ocean air at its smellorific height beyond first scent a homecoming greeting wafts through an open door to safe harbour drum skin dubs the day glorious wits end…
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The Chaser
I’m done running I’ve given up the race I will no longer follow I’ve wasted too many miles Too many tries to reach you I won’t be your chaser Not chasin’ anymore Not gonna track you down Not gonna go after you I won’t be the chaser anymore I’ve spent too much energy Too many days Trying to direct you Trying to think for…
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Business As Unusual
Should have seen it coming From a mile away But ignorance is bliss And a place I like to stay... Too rich for my blood Too bad because Its no good To fold a hand That should have won... I had that dream again Where you came back to me And its so plain to see This is business as unusual... Could never understand Your path…
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Ablaze
I've come here to wake you from this silent slumber Oh how they treat you it's their spell your under And everything seems to be just fine at first But when you look back you'll see its a curse... I'm set ablaze I'm set ablaze Don't hesitate Because your world is ablaze... Remember to walk single file or you'll fall behind…
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Skeleton Love
One of my original songs- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2dgyE2ZVjgQ Let me know what you think...
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Costumes and Truth
While waiting to purchase her new jeans, she started thinking about the people she saw in line. She wondered about their insides as they waited to purchase their new costumes. People can be so mysterious! They wear smiles, frowns, or placid facial expressions and all these expressions can be masks or windows into the true…
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looking for artist to design t shirts
I make t shirts and I'm looking to collaborate with some different artists. It would be a good way to get your name out there and maybe we both could make a few bucks. I do one color design only, but the images could be anything, animals, abstract, whatever. Send me a link to your work if interested. You can check out some…
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A story for Monday
Taking a shower that night, she thought about her day. Responsibly checking off the activities of Monday, she noticed that it was NOT a bad day. There were at least nine things that were on her list of goals and chores that she'd accomplished. She noticed that he was still at the back of her mind though. While rinsing her…
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guided by your tail
we would be together in sacred embrace, through time it would get better the sand clock pours out, each grain a magnificent dune added to the desert landscape the fair-ground fun-house that has been our home has been a maze of crystals, wild english, gardens, muddy ponds and invasive exotic grasses the exits we have found…
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tumult
good morning your face good morning and love good morning you green not like your chestnut street brown eyes and hair smells like the dew dropping down onto watering fresh grass and pink lilies mountains fold down as if our sky of day envelops the whole night of stars fire and time and everything everything and time clocks…
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A new sound
Insights came at unexpected moments. Sometimes it might happen while she was doing some task that required only half her attention, like the inevitable dishes, laundry folding, or food preparation. Those dull, unrelenting, repetitious chores that were the treadmill of a mother's life. Sometimes she tried to make them more…
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when bad things happen... I hope this helps
when bad things happen they encompass and enclose we can not see beyond or around we feel alone hidden our heart shrinks our minds close we are silent in our fear, unbreathable blackness moments to minutes to hours to days with the passing time without notice strength comes and it grows our eyes open we exhale in us is the…
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while it still beats
feeling like my aim is too high, thinking local not global, getting bogged down in the over-arching details that come from the minutia, my own assumptions that the tiniest of motions carries such a big wave. human capacity to team with life not teem with life is getting me down, heavy abandon all hope, pace yourself! so…
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sleepless napping house
sleepless napping house dreams dared me to balance life, love, liberty, libations livelihood licking at my toes ocean-side down the craigy steps all fore-warned of the riptide danger imminent, slow, crawling, crab-dancing lizard strikes a pose, lets me linger pensive his scaley skin is a lie to my eye I want to touch him,…
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embarassing moment
when you are in a poetry, spoken word class and your pen is scribbling as fast as you can with not a single stroke coming easily, you should not STOP writing whether you like it or not the skeleton hanging by Ida's door is hanging stripped and naked for all to see boy that carpeting is multi-hued! you wonder how old is it,…
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stretching sister
stretching sister in the garden reddened in her nature, blush full bliss blessings out stretched, look Man no hands! Impossible dimensions along the coastal spinal cord tapping into my lack of depth perception, foreshortened ground miles at sea, oceanic feelings crashing through adrenalin spills I haven't had this much…
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fire lilies (to be continued)
fire lilies in sun's pagoda why do you cry and from rain i am wet fire lilies bright as stars now i am blind light or night dark or open closed or brighter than vision fire lilies home around our bed your juice lies about this kingdom in our appetites we have busted through gold, black & salt water fire lilies your blue…
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almost flightful
your long soft aching cries deep in a long dark corridor minuscule door creeks quietly open floods light, sound, tears earth carved with tired worn feet blood stained and tethered hair sheered in mourning to free ...to free my wings twisted... sore... broken knotted tightly about my body leap to take flight finding knees…