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Lava
I wouldn’t presume to know what’s going on behind that wall over there for I can barely decipher what’s going on back here tonight I was surprised when I wrote an unpleasant little ditty about red rope licorice oh where just where did that come from?!
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poem - going near through further (part I)
to bring sunshine layed upon this traveling spring fresh air handed down from branches up there sky-heart-beating-clouds her grace a simple fountain she would go & i would follow soon cliffs are more still than countless ages in down there she took me home ocean's floor up & down all around but as intuition where our speck…
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Poet Maya Angelou has Passed
Breaking News from ABCNEWS.com: Poet and Author Maya Angelou Has Died [9:25 a.m. ET] For more on this and other breaking news go to ABCNews.com: http://abcnews.go.com?nwltr=bn Godfather.
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Why PJ's song Alive means that much to me
Well here is my version of the song Alive. I did recognise some of the feelings Ed discripes in the original song. And I do feel sorry for his loss, but sometimes I envy him. He is able to hang on to his fantasy version off his dad, I can't... Alive “Girl”, she said, “Have I got a little story for you. The man you thought…
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memorized me; memorial we
It was June 21 when my chains claimed the floor The uniform now wrinkled with blood like before. I was handed a paper read DD-214 Then told that was my time, shown the door. My unit still stayed out for days and relentless nights. Bushwacked and Reagan'd, no reason to fight. We sold these guys the bullets now aimed just…
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Shifting Moon
Shifting Moon Moon hold my light Lay us on the waves Blend my sleeping ocean With your passive sky Drench me colored hue Strum back black in blue Cast a shadow air For me to give in to Loves she framed not I Laid scattered on a bed Puzzled parts divided Wiled away our time I woke up whole and saw Who took arm in arm And…
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F(r)eedom
Freedom is a misnomer, it seems to be only structured at best, Cages are bigger, and the air is bigger, but we’re just caged, like the rest The activities are far more covert, and the undercover is deeper than that. The smiles are so much bigger when the cage keepers hold the keys back. The names are crossed out but the…
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A new color
Not weaving, no strands strung out in trails follow this one a while turn back follow that one a tad jump to the next tangled slightly mostly curved across or through looped paths in a wood would be turning in on circling past the same landmarks but from different angles and sides the light would be different now and the…
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I just released a free album!
So after many years of being away from music I finally got back in and wrote, performed, recorded, and released a new album. Its name your price... or free if u want. I would love your feedback... its called Despite Myself by The Davis Solo Project. You can download it here: http://www.nimbitmusic.com/thedavissoloproject/…
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Cedar Chest
Sifting through the memories, Within grandma's old Lane cedar chest, I couldn't help wondering, Where all the years have gone. Water colored pictures, Crayon drawings of stick figure people. Handmade cards, Birthday,Mothers Day... The simplistic wishes, my children gave to me. Dating back some 25 years or more, I kept a…
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Little Bird
A Little Bird It's been a low lonesome morning Play me somethin' soft Fly me little bird To the edge of the earth Reach a glory's light Where no one's throwin' bread Ease your wings Settle with the wind I know the journey's long Done put everything away Fly me little bird To the edge of the earth
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My Brothers Keeper
Once upon a time this dusty old soul Never gave up And it never grew old I was my brother’s keeper. Though many days have come to pass I still remember the times we had And the mountains that we moved. No one day was like the last We told the world to kiss our ass And every battle was to the death. We stormed the beach at…
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I don't usually talk about dark days
I don't usually talk about darkness but it exists inside me sometimes I feel as if I’m invisible but I guess feeling invisible isn’t sufficient I guess giving up any hope of getting what I want isn’t enough did I want too much?! the loss is relentless! all my life I’ve tried to stay hopeful and afloat but do you know how…
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PEARL JAM FAN HAIKU CONTEST! Prizes: PJ vinyl!! 1st place gets a Red LB!
Over in Lost Dogs: http://community.pearljam.com/discussion/231852/pearl-jam-fan-haiku-contest-prizes-pj-vinyl-1st-place-gets-a-red-lb/p1 Calling all poets. :)
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The push
-Private Dancer tour
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The Poet
The Poet He skirts reality And her full lips Wax and wanes on the senses Of his kind's trip So seductive the words Presented by wine All smooth and cool In delivery consigned Life forces imbuing Cliffs and clues A pathological searching For debts and dues These idols created To soothe the wounds Imagining how The other…
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Take Now
Take Now All I will take now Know home Frame rain in walls Contain my mind Rise up From empty bed Strip bled Word mine open sky Dark question restlessness Lid these childish eyes That saw An aggregate free Paper wrap Bow present Tense give me away
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Put 2
Put 2 Am I good enough to put this love into When all we want is free Though a speck of dust may be lit just the same As a star beside the moon I'm down here second nature Matte as ash spent rails I love you best I can You love me some more You touched me sweet And I heard you mad But I never seen you cry Reach out and try…
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Ain't it Some young Poem
don't tell me that an alley way of pines is far from your dreams it's not far from your childhood it it's remember that, dads and moms the light from childhood to dreams is direct all those who trudge through the sludge of everyday or who spring it in rings misty frozen forgotten vegetables discovered in rings of trees in…
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Half Full
Oh, what have I done To heavenly gates so fine Tacked up plastic flowers And paper moons Half full of colored dreams I wish could sink behind the pines ...