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Ace of Staves
When Ms Haiku gives you a tarot reading, tunes ensue: http://soundcloud.com/mcguiresongs/ace-of-staves :D
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A sincere endeavor
Sounds come in, and swirl around the space inside vowels and breath and syllables, meaning... my question, what does it mean? sounds come near, and swirl fast or slow, outside consonants and parts of phrases and bits of sense all ringing, tingling, but what does it mean? how does it feel, what does it seem like, all…
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Mother May I?
May I print your Poems? There is no light by which I may by which I might see your poems in the dark dark night. Satellite is with in the expanse of expense. I want to share your works spoken amongst quiet friends. All off Grid you see. Access limited by acceptance of technology. Shall I use your log in the fire that burns…
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Thursdays at Mitch's
Demo -- http://soundcloud.com/keithsherburn/thursdays-at-mitchs You taught your dog to lie, cheat, and steal, then beat it when he brought home a bone. So he sits in his corner, wagging his tail, and he waits for the day you decide it’s time to walk. But the only collar you own is that cross around your neck. You’ve…
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Heaven
2002 auburn skies sound vibrating wood window, alone, waiting for the autumn sun to sink stillness as I know you wait for me a whole life ahead of us last night we slow danced to you, the best thing you feel like you are melting in me what I know, feel, was never clearer, slower big storm clouds are coming but we don't see…
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And With Breath
you bring me smiling even from inside my head when I lay it down you bring the breeze and the trees they are as strong and wild and fit to bury in the sand with to me the air shines like sun in this room and the space that you're on the rest for me if in all the time I could jumping fish leaving rakes the ground on which…
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Song of the Water Girl
http://soundcloud.com/mcguiresongs/song ... water-girl My new tune. It's ambient electronica.
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Wave
Here's some trippy bollocks I just wrote and recorded this morning: http://soundcloud.com/mcguiresongs/wave
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New Bloggage
I nuked the last one for reasons best not said, but the coast is now clear to recommence the gibberish: http://anoccasionalworld.blogspot.com/ Please follow. There might be poetry. There will be prose. There is music, and there is plenty of fart. Enjoy.
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Tear down the Wall (street)! song: Banker's Bonus
song by Leaves of Grass http://www.reverbnation.com/tunepak/3465364
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visiting hours
Went back to see 'that place' again today The hospital Looked like a stagnant desolate ghost ship Only with me not inside this time The energy there is appalling And I saw a kid treading his spot in the lobby Eyes fixed straight ahead Treading and treading the same spot for hours At least I tried to fight them I offered…
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today's autumn
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poem...(part I) tomorrow's a good day to write poetry
too bad it's today but i do know she is and so is her's and there is more air outside this is the escape we've been waiting for now jump in our bubble soon to sleep after loving and so the angels gather but she's the most one the difference of and between this day today but i do remember her's being yesterday the day our…
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...When the wind went you...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ when the wind went you further drifted and now its only dreams I see I see you and I meet you but in dreams we would spin and we would come to this and we would sit and stare at stars and we would sit and stare at stars we’d stare at stars ~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~# All the rain would fall from you…
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Scarred by the vision
Scarred by the vision, legs flailing it took ten of em to knock me out Drawing strength from God and the serpent's tongue came round locked up, caged-in, literally, deep in the heart of the city - underground the ceiling a lattice over my head as I looked up I saw the belly of the cars drive on past - cried out upwards for…
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Our Torture
OUR TORTURE This here in tail taxi's the knob to my mind Filters in it's puddle of dirty words Tags along my cloth Wired, I extract to inspire Extinguishing through metaphor Glue my patches Puzzle the pieces of the surrounded beliefs Into the reality that exists with or without me I take and stick I take and throw away…
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welcome to pillowville
yes that is a floating yourself a fluttering slow motion whisper barely spoken heard but nothing back can't but silk grinders my gushing hand torn to shreds meat grinders? (those are cushiony pillows) no pain going or entering coming alive cotton seed rows pillow soft dreams cry out against this war the heads all seem…
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Instant Poetry like that
come down to live here I can't come down no more set fly to give here I can't give there no more come by to kumbaya I can't come by no more spends time to make more time I can't be free no more I can't be free no more
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Space Abbreviated for Time
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ I wish I were where you are I wish I were everywhere glints shining hidden treasure places in slow eternity wells trapped to discover how deep how much worthy of full inspection you are and running out of eyes I won't resting by the sides of each other we wise to all which you are tender if myself near to…
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Well
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untitled
I've tried to listen to the outside all I heard was how I've been unwanted and hated the name calling the constant repeating of all the hurt . . . so I sit in silence and darkness just so I can go on when I listen to the inside all I hear is that song I've never heard outloud if you want me to listen start talking
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Dragons Den Bear With Me
Dragons Den Bear With Me To All the Forgone Id I Ots, Bob, Joseph, John….. Evil hath no joy like the roses surrounding the daughter, for the thorns they bear give prickling delight and make room for the seeds that bear strings on violins, vibrating, plucking at the hearts of weary travelers, shattering the heavens, opening…
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instant bullshit
dearest whomever gives a shit, nothing/everything... the end is not near and does not exist. you may believe that it is in existence, it is not nor close. there is nothing of an edge, nowhere is a deadline. this shitload goes on passed termination, terminal does not claim within all things. stellar is as beneath feet as is…
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Well
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Burglar?
BURGLAR Curtains fold as I reach Delicately, managing this flow-ride The uncertainty spoons me Like I Was created to be a part of us Made for this point exactly But what do I know? The things are only what people have told before my generations X Arrival Spokesman through an 80's revolution Indian summers skinned by…
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really?
i am not sure what this part of the board means. it seems the same people do nothing in here. i wanted to talk. save the comments. let's really write, talk. do something. it is a joke
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all of of time
So what if I breathe so what if I choose it's my life I choose like this all of of time so what if try and what if I lose it's my right people are failing all of the time all of the time all of the time oh this aching life go say what you want go show me your might it's your right I choose like this all of of time go you…
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Kindling and bayleaves and pine cones I'm collecting them in my mind to make the fire smell better than average and better than dull and I'm sorry I can't give dull people an imagination well, actually, I'm not sorry I'm glad I can't it makes people individuals and some people can't imagine their way out of a paperbag and…
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One second more
ONE SECOND MORE Slid edge Down Concave breath Beneath the surface steaming up the night sky Rows and rows of windows, I gasp For a gulp of fresh air To re-surface my personality That long lost hospitality Hiding, I peak into a breath
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Well
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