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An open heart
So very sincere it IS in that moment true and full of love but, the next moment or day it might be sincere with others that's how it works moment to moment there's no exclusion, the door doesn't close everyone gets love from an open heart every eager spirit is welcome the expanding circle of the heart grows bigger from one…
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"Again Pure"
Casting dreams into seas, a burning man, takes no heed of the hands as they fall. Resigned to his fate, every second precious, from the first to last. When a passion burns so bright, they always end up washing upon the shore. Castaways no longer, shaking hands, puts the pride to shame, as he embraces them once more. Like a…
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Onto you it is written
Onto you it is written to fly on the wings of the storm to bring down the thunder from the lightining in the sky onto you it is written to keep the dreanm alive Tides of war that steal the night bring a hammer to the ground in a land that has no time in the imagination's of the lost and found we stand screaming in the…
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Inspiration Osmosis
Everytime I come to the Poetry Board, and try to pick up inspirational writing vibes just from being here, and try to totally NOT concentrate on anything, time and time again the only thing that enters my mind is: I had a dog named Rover Put him in a box and he shit all over Although it DOES rhyme, it doesn't even qualify…
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water rings, lovely things
out-of-body, weightless-in-water it's the best time to dream floating there, light as air at the perfect temperature, one would stay until twenty raisins say, "It's time to get out!" drifting on the idea of communion with the center surprised again (!), by something possible water two inches away from my fuzzy eyes, I can…
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shiny glass li(v)es
Look up into the mirror, The mirror that you picked out. So excited and enchanted. Proud on the wall. The slate of reflective glass, Shaped into an oval. Almost a circle. But not quite there. Just like you. You can't imagine how it would feel. You still feel exactly how you imagined. Words, faces, lives move around you.…
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What do YOU use a metaphor?
I have used a metaphor to throw my O-ring down the "Oh, Well!"
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in
I said keep lookin out… out ‘don’t look back … within ‘don’t look … in I said listen keep listening hear me silent keep it in the words I could sing I keep em in not quietly silently I wanna sing but I don’t wanna look in there’s a light but on the outside hear me I don’t cry ‘don’t see me I hide ‘feel me? something died
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It's in the way she walks.
I take to the streets Like Cohen's spurned lover. Clenching secrets Within the depth Of my breasts. Every step Tells my story. How his literature Holds my lust While my own perversity Swallows the dust, kicked From every swing of my hips. Shhhh, sit I'll tell you everything I know Just follow me home.
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"Untitled"
Don’t think about the distance you have to travel. Instead focus on the effort needed to take one more step. Life then becomes segments of will, continuously focused upon a horizon. The beauty is that horizon can be whatever you will it to be. You can travel as far as the mind can wander.
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bloodied and bruised
welcomed rains came accompanied by cacophonous thunder. lightening cracked open the night sky. the universe... pearls laid at my feet. and I could not see. a gentle stream of tears rolled down my cheeks. and you...I saw you in the rain looking up to the heavens. gods and goddesses coalesced above you in your dark night…
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"Awakened"
Flying in a sailboat made of reeds. Looking up, the world was still gently gazing back at me. Picked up a leaf as the wind backed off and started to row. Rudderless, the dream wandered as far as the imagination could see. Deeper now, into the depths of the soul. Happiness, a blissful rage, was the calm at the center of the…
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King Me Tumultuous
And he is the spirit the poet the person capturing words kept when you should, if you should say them like that you've built yourself a tower you are Pardon my low-lying picking back-up the present passed around to the past its the price to pay for staying going the bits and pieces Like a bird, what is gathered is just…
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Cooper's Kennel
Hey everybody, I'm new to the forum. Been a PJ fan forever. Was a fan club member back in the days of pen and paper... and here we are twenty years later! To introduce myself, I wanted to post the links to the songs from my band Cooper's Kennel. if it wasn't for PJ, I certainly wouldn't be where I am as a singer today.…
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The Subconscious shedding what the conscious let in
Nine a.m. and still gripped by the comfort of my bed, she says Nursing the intoxication of yesterdays night, neatly within a dream She squirms Eyes rolling behind her lids Flashing what will soon be open if she can unravel from her rest It is isn’t easy being popular the devil tells her - pushing away an angel that has…
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Justified
Nothing~~ alarmed I am without if I have not I would want not but so much more than I could ever live with out seekng just this much one space of this time all that's behind will never be again alll that's ahead always shall For now it all just is for now you and I are alone forever working out the end
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"Brilliant Gray"
And soon the dark came rushing in. Capturing hearts and leaving only sin. Within the wake, only few chose to remain. Restless souls with painted veils; hushed voices all the same. Weary eyes, upward to the skies; sombre clouds cast the end of days. The love of a memory, forgotten till now, could not be contained. To see…
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Picture in a frame - Photography Thread
Couldn't find one so thought I'd start one off - post photos taken by you here!
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How Did I fail
Some time earlier I wrote this _________________________ How did I fail to see these wounds accumulating? beneath the stern jacket I lie toward myself again Begin to free again from the loose vision of I again & How did I fail to feel these binds aggregating? Inside my warm habit I pry forward my sense again begin to learn…
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The Perfect Whore
Drifting She’s passing the time Existing is easier than being alive, isn’t it? Forgotten in the cloud of smoke she drew breath from Her sunken face held blinking wells of despair Scars lay scattered where a smile should have been And her heart... Leaked enough small talk to poison her slowly Bonding the free She... Left…
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No known goal
I may have no more hope in any standard outcome I don't. it's all gone! that fairy tale ending is no longer in my mind my days are what they are beauty is what it is breathing and eating and drinking and sleeping and I am just like the baby pushing to walk not knowing why but moving in that direction wobbly legs and…
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my bands music
my band Burning Bright just got done recording our debut album. it was professionally recorded at Reflection Sound Studios in Charlotte NC. here is a link to a preview of the album. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YEniZa7N_TA let me know what you guys think. i am a huge PJ fan and PJ has influenced our music for sure. would…
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Without
Feared could not dream without the past Forced idealed change without success Raped stripped bare without choice Shredded pushed beyond hope without recourse Locked straight jacket without sanity Tortured forced deeper without escape Imprisoned inside forever without a key
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Inside Out
By Susanne Ankelin · Sunday, 20 March 2011 Inside Everything clear and bright Inside Plenty of warm light Outside Another day, another fight Outside Blocking the guiding light Awaken to NO side Make room for insight
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Frustration & Distance & Love
There's such frustration with distance and misunderstanding and yet we struggle back and forth to try to understand the drive in this direction and there's growth in the struggle speaking, trying, communicating ideas and feelings we practice crossing over again and again and luckily (luckily) wonderfully, we do get better…
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falling off
fading out each phrase a bit softer gently disappearing like morning fog some sugar in warm water or the soft shadow of a branch on the wall falling off the edge of the world because there isn't one
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Brand new day
morning set just outside my window and the sun is rising in the eastern sky bringing dreams of a sunny day. Everything is wonderful it's a brand new day everything is wonderful it's a brand new day and I just had a dream I can't forget. you make me feel like an eagle in the eye of the storm. everything is real everything…
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From A Pocket
FROM A POCKET Ending towards beginning Ultimately, embraced like cupped In us 116 littered steps to go Dodging a blue boxed cloud Jumped over a green can looking cotton ball Then tippy-toed steps 18 to 90 26 less littered steps-ahead Arms now, out stretched Looking wanting the reach of that step Abdomen aching Pushing…
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Statue or stone
Statue or Stone “love belongs to the individual passion to the couple fear belongs to the masses” I do not want a statue or a stone I will not leave caged land or sons Wealth will not be my legacy Nor my name cause for remembrance my reward is now “forgive your friends and family they are simple and unaware”…
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I remember these days
I remember these days Looking back on photos and drawings, I see the images of my passing Like ghost shadows of strangers passing in a single moment of time The dull, mixed conversation, flurried like the endless prayer of tongues Somewhere above ground A flicker of light and sound its evolved chaos surging outward… a rock…