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10CLUB Fan Contest Submissions
Is there a discussion already out there for the people who wanted to share/view/listen/admire other's PJ FanClub Contest submissions? I am interested to see what other people came up with for this year's competition based on the theme, "Lightning". Here is mine, nothing too intricate, simple and intimate. Please share…
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White Light Protection
For me, it’s a good idea to carry a small bright flashlight so we can see no matter how dark the forest no matter how dim the street no matter how black the night is and then even if other people try to put out every last light, (as they attempt to do) I still have some left in my own pocket!
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Untitled
There are lives of me you'll never know, Things that I will never show. For you deserve this; not to know, Why I turned my back to go. See the worry; fret the fear, See things so unclearly dear! This be just so clean and clear, Why I left you standing here. Wicked ways abandon there, Happiness and joy to share. This key if…
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Morning
I’m not asking any more questions of my heart it will feel whatever it feels and I won’t worry about it I will trust that it knows what it's doing for as always, whenever Love knocks on my door (with flowers and chocolates) I’m grateful! and whenever I hear the morning birds outside and feel the warmth of the sun I’m aware…
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Understanding
Understanding comes by way of connections. Not the union of new, but of that which was meant to be together in the first place, as if joined by surgeon's thread. That's how getting old feels to me.
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poem: ol' man light a cigarette (january 31, 2002)
one last puff another drink somehow inner demons reign if none of us battle then we are not living along the blade held giants gather courtside trees apples blossom your birth new & old both while the killer of islands raises you to be a man thrust ahead fighting like a ram the mountain you could have been many thought you…
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1st post. Hello from a lazy fella
:) poetry
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Stinkin Thinkin
It's my fault, for my expectations It's my fault, The image was bliss It's my fault For creating this monster, It's your fault For letting me in. In the beginning, My madness had meaning. Along the way, The purpose was lost. Five years now, Of lonely sober. Small talk and Clarity, Is the unforgiving reminder, Of the line's…
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Forgive me, forgive you
Forgive me, forgive you Clean slate We’re all safe No more dead end street No more tired feet No more circling back for company! Love is left half-way between you & me (Forever paused) Love’s body frozen mid-step. A prehistoric mountaineer captured left beneath an ancient avalanche
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Granpa Mojo
This is a tune I wrote for my dear de-part-ed land-lord George Melody inspired by Tom Waits Cemetery Polka, Gun Street Girl, Anywhere I lay my head and Apple ate'cha Well Granpa Mojo sure did like his pretty little things He’d get right up off that porch when he heard those young ones sing Well Granpa Mojo sure did like…
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i must away
i can not, my dear anymore i said i would not but i must i must away lifting him in her arms spinning, spinning smiles and laughter floated down with them to earth too heavy my dear i can not carry your pain chair rocking she soothes him your tongue slapping, flipping..pink with intention teeth bared foaming gentle my dear…
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How it happens
Some days, some nights, some mornings even some afternoons I fall in Love’s well more deeply then I remember how this whole rope was twisted together it was one time after another! a trail of flowers the intoxicating scent of the blossoms maybe a long daisy chain? made in golden afternoons or gardenias in silver moonlight?…
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Olive branch
On a day like today I don’t have much to give (with so much to do where I am) but I’ll share myself with you rather than cause any more pain by disappearing
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Fill the space
We can fill ourselves with loving, appreciative thoughts & feelings there is no room for self hate if the doors to our minds & hearts are jammed full with our own real goodness nothing untrue! So, when anxiety tries to get in, that loser gets the spot at the end of the line the better ideas will get in first Say to…
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The wearing of a simple(tons) hat
The wearing of a simple(tons) hat That’s not a hat it’s a life style! How easily the ego is embed(dead) with fashion Doesn’t mean that much to me? Does it mean that much to you? Vacillating between the joy of seeing it on Others expression, held back, creeping smile Across the faces lightening reaction Perceptible in…
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Investigative rounds going in circles
Investigative rounds going in circles Expressions exploding in mind’s eye Trying not to mind, trying makes it even More trying Focus on being Grateful brings me back to some Normalcy Almost three weeks of moment to moment non-focus, stream of consciousness So bubbled I feel like a bobble-head Being in observance without…
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A Home To Come Back To
For 18 years I was told I was fighting for the moral side With no home to come back to I had no room for pride. You tell me that supporting me, you've got my back But it's never been a backbone that I was lacking I was torn away the week my own child was born For this generation and the one before there's never been a…
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My gf illustrations, plz share some love with a "like"!
Here is a facebook link with my my girlfriend illustrations. She is working for an insurance but her love is illustration for kids...almost impossible to to have a job like that in Italy... Please share some love with "like" if you like it and please share the page!!!…
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The Rag Picker and the Wind
Where does the wind go After it blows thru her hair. As it moves thru the cool night air The church bell rings Carrying the broken silence of these small town streets Into valleys of history unknown. A pair of reading glasses sit upon the table Lonely for the words in a open book Placed by Og Mandino carefully One loving…
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Little Girl Lost
Toss me a penny,And all I receive Is a broken reflection, Of the little girl,Me. Can't count the wishes, Lost in the well, Those shooting star's, And pot of gold stare's Water and wishe's Again and again, Shattered and broken, Before I was ten. Please bring me happiness, Said to myself, As another penny, Flicker's to the…