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Dad
I'd like to find a word to describe my father Dad - you say..............hey, hey....he was and more grumpy old git- I think you got it..... my poor sodden worldy quite erudite Dad might have bought us ice-creams and such like but now I want to think of him being on the brink of South-East Asian tourism and all his years…
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Fragments
I could compile a list of details exotic words and items I could toss on the wind some colors and veils or, maybe some hail and snow balls for an elegant chill maybe a silk kite tail or some hand-carved arrows from cupid perhaps a few chords? plus some cymbal crashes or glissandos in black and white those are always…
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drives home with Clinton
Clinton is hot I have decided But he's so damn cocky I just can't abide it he smirks and he sneers as he changes the gears he inwardly smiles as we clock up the miles he thinks I'm a fool who's not very pretty I try really hard but it ends up so shitty I glance to the right to see if he's grinning he's sexy as hell and…
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untitled
if angels we might if even spirits flying up turned of the form that we know the one love that we through this exact common path might travel twilight or becoming which points beyond beauty in forms we would never know with breathing we are dirge bound by air and ground of earth we grieve because we don't know but if…
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dogs, casually
i don't want him to suffer- we'll put him down. cocking an eye at us, he laughs at the fact that we are speaking of his impending death. A sneeze and a shake of the head later, he is content to lie at my feet, occasionally lifting a gigantic leg to rest on mine, rebuking me for the cessation of petting.
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Outside in the dark
Outside in the dark on a beautiful night looking up at the heavens one can feel the longing in the air I hear the cicadas and the distant hum of traffic but it doesn't disguise the potential for more I hardly ever sit outside in my courtyard at night for the beauty is almost too painful to sit in alone no one else is…
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Haiku for you
Where is this year's tour? Some news we need to know now. Maybe next Tuesday
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~a moment in time~
~~It makes much more sense to live in the present tense~~PJ~~
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Shadows
Shadows are my new fashion A cloak of despair. This is the world that's chosen me, They fall and so do I. Light is not welcome here, My eyes shall remain closed. For all that is before me is dark, And shadows are alive.
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hope for the hopeless
...making the best of it, playing the cards you get ...fate dealt me a tricky hand
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a book of love and thanks to pearl jam
to pearl jam with love, the book Here is your chance to have pearl jam (and the world!) hear your story, your thanks, your words. After 2 decades of hearing wonderful stories from PJ fans and words of thanks to the band from across the world, we have endeavoured to share that love in a book for all to experience…
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New York Public Library National Poetry Contest on Twitter
http://www.nypl.org/media-center/national-poetry-contest Take part in The New York Public Library’s National Poetry Contest on Twitter to celebrate National Poetry Month. Register online [LINK: http://pages.email.nypl.org/poetrycontestregistration/], follow @NYPL, and tweet your poems @NYPL between March 1 and 10. How It…
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Check it!
soundcloud.com/dave-show
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A great book
A person can read a great book on the treadmill or in a favorite reading chair oh, to pick it up any spare minute! and, "Wow, this is a wonderful book" to be caught up in the story for days and think about bits and pieces inside it even make some sense of fragments of life for it is so universal maybe? love it, love it,…
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the ledge
on elbows and knees I low-crawled through mist searching only for forgiveness I could not see still I knew you were gone and no longer cold and afraid the early years the later years you would not go anywhere without me but now it would seem you have . . . (even if only for a while) i will always be yours my best friend my…
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filling the vacuum
this vacuum that we've created must be filled this parlour of emptiness that will surely kill all hopes, ambition, and beauty a stillborn way of thinking a defiance of liberty a cluster of negativity brings the eggshell castle down a true believer of a love that prevails beyond the imaginary lines we place around ourselves…
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Would anyone like to add a verse to this song?
Somtimes it's good to kill your heart with alcohol Oh, my mind is soot, so I give my Momma-God a call Absolves all sin, says go to Heaven I shall But you take care of the weak, now, carry the blind in haul And you'll stumble right on down the hall 'Get where you're going
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Death
I wrote this diddy when I was 16 The Prince of peace,The Maid of Honor, All will take their Bow's. The one's with sin, The insane within. Give their pleads and vow's. Cherrish the dead,that lerk the night. Fog rolls in at dusk. Trust yourself to be alone, For to be alone you must. For,with me you'll beg and plea, To stay…
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t Mom and Dad is all i ever sing about
http://masknever.posterous.com/children-of-hearts I wrote this song when I was was 20. New title. Mp3 at link. Ol' Faithful You are the children of hearts And the hearts of children You let insanity intercede And you missed your goal You let ignorance undermine The purity of our souls You've been blinded and darkness Was…
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Ukulele song and video
Here's a little uke song my bandmate Trevor King wrote... and the accompanying video filmed in Costa Rica. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PxPoccNnJzs Please have a listen and let us know what you think. Thanks, Steve. Our band is called Motel English http://www.motelenglish.com https://www.facebook.com/pages/Motel-En ...…