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Morning thoughts about True Love
Morning thoughts about True Love and long relationships True love is like a long-term project you pour yourself into an idea that you love gather materials to make something polish parts dream about shape and color sand it, clean it, pet it, love it, walk around and talk sleep on it many times draw sketches! paint mock-ups…
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Spin Cycle ~ Bipolar Poetry
Spin Cycle Trapped in a box Feeling like I might drown Struggling to keep my head above the water I’m banging on the lid and trying to get out Someone flips the switch It’s the spin cycle The box rumbles to a stop And the water is gone But I’m left dizzy and cold On the cutting room floor Just as my head begins to clear I…
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Love.... Italian Style
A place to express feelings, send in words of love, maybe a sentence or paragraph.... I will write only in Italian and/or Sicilian - ( I could use the practice too ) :D
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New songs / video
I'm a new indepedant singer , guitar player.... Just wanted to share my music and a recent video i shot!!! Thanks for listening!!!!Check out 'balance' by Luke domozick
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Wandering
The streets are filled with the clamor of silence, As I walk arm in arm with the memory of you. I'd shed an ocean of tears, to break upon my soul, If only what I wanted was for real; to be had.. I'd give my arms and drown in sorrow if it'd help, If these things would abolish my fits of fear. Instead I hold my mind on the…
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Child Inside
There's still a child inside thru the years I've seen her come and go I've held her hand I've watched her as we've grown old and I've loved her everyday. She so much a lady and she laughs just like a child she's everything to me and when I look in her eye's I see all she has given to me all the thing's she will never know…
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ISO Moline Poster
I got engaged at the Oct 17 show. Would love to be able to find a poster.
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Looking for Submissions - Hot Valley Writers
Fiction, non-fiction, or poetry - you got any? Because we need it. Desperately. Our winter issue will appear Jan. 1, 2015. So please contribute. Any questions, shoot me a PM. Thanks! "
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Verses Versus Chorus - A musical endeavour
Well I said I would share something with the community long ago.. Over the past four years I've been playing in dingy bars in a semi-serious band, 'Yes, Please & Thank You' we had our setbacks as well as our triumphs. Recently we all moved our separate ways (cause life does that to young folk) and I've been recording my…
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poem: (the) shadow of shame
has sound weighs as mountains builds in (d)anger resides on edge no bones no solid meat no color yet sight far & thru like wind feathers light fast or smooth like razors on knocking doors memory in hiding as sewage rats & disease fleas shit & piss sit in the shade
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poem: miles high & falling
you can hear the apple coming to the ground tree crying losing another (you would then) see the cross of constellation whimpering like a child she couldn't understand just yet each following year she lived more raggedy before too many centuries had past her hair split those eye once shined red now coal black her misplaced…
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"Blank sheet of paper"
I haven't posted here in awhile, but I'm going through some writer's block and would like some feedback. This is a chorus to a song I am writing. Let me know what you think. So I search my heart to find something deeper For the words I’d say if I just happened to see her But I just sit here alone, with a blank sheet of…
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The marathon of thought
Thoughts!! On your marks... Set.. Go!! And with a bang the manic begins...... Watch them, like lucid living things, Clamoring over one another through my brain.. Zigging and zagging through the pattern sets. Which will be "The One"? Which will survive ? It starts out simple enough, one zillion thoughts.. Fighting for…
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norse
when i take her hand & hold her snowy breasts warm against the vines in my hair opening are the skies & those high above great halls all our ancestors holding banners with running over goblets splashing about a once messy battle field below has been years removed blood stained with violence screaming is still heard from…
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Webs
It seems to me.. That my soul should appear haunted.. Webs in corners, Built by times of joy, sadness, hurt, fear.. Many "spiders" have spun here. As I walk these hallowed halls of the past, I am wrapped up in them. They cling to me, shattering realty into pieces of the past, opening wounds. I stand amidst them all,…
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smaerd 6:05/7:29 eyes
i've eyes into your dreams yours here catching pillows my where they go off away it's always been gold as sounds colors rage pissed or blissful intercourse offering it up the wicker basket full of silver each blanket warming the coldest mountain we'll soon see those mad streams yet you ran you became your favorite willow i…
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poem: 8:13/9:13
you just about pissed me off but you did not what you did achieve was this i nearly sold both my guitars but i realized that was bad thinking on my part gave away this antique birdcage dropped off the lamp you gave me at the salvation army sold the lawnmower $0.15 tomorrow some older gentleman is stopping over & i'm…
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Sleepless
Minutes fall away, a heaping pile gathers. Wakeful and hopeless, restless and tired. Too many sheep to count, and no time. Sleep must find me soon, Sandman??? Where are you you fucker?? Why so late?? Others soundly sleep. Rhythmic breaths... So annoying to hear their sweet slumber!! Even the beasts find rest.. Not my eyes!…
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Enormous
There’s no question, I want to lift you up because you lift me up you open me up and me give me a hopeful view a huge feeling that there is space in the world expanding days... expanding mind... a BIGGER HEART! Love, love, love, love, love it’s here in my center for all of us existing and I wonder, how can we all live and…
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Falling Into Bed with You
red leaves and brown leaves all around yellow stars scattered with feathers and sticks the moss exudes a moist scent lying still and looking up a colorful rain of leaves float down up above, a sky full of clouds the air, when still, has no sound but when it moves i hear it sing the creaking trees also speak to me they sway…