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accelerated aeration
gone with the car's freeway flying open window, hat lost forever in the wind plastic pumpkin left on a train departed small, insignificant, riding the cushioned current with the lightness of a paper-airplane blown high like a helium balloon on a windy day or disappearing like confetti dropped off the roof of a tower so tall
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tents and camels
I miss the innocent days those days when I didn't know what I know now didn't know how things can turn on a dime! and also the way the wind can shift from one day to another East to West or North to South? I miss the undivided drive to the light the picnic in a flowered meadow somehow these extra people polluted the river…
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government well kept down
the original the lost & the new this is exactly white walled & what is unescapable solid & held at lip level movement requires permission laughter isn't & without invitation protection unrestored & never has been nor will it ever be this inside all our skulls decades the only one we could have yours is yours trying mine…
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no direction
Those days of being intoxicated from the mere fumes of great hope I remember them those days seem like distant friends so far off that the houses look eraser-tip size transformed or crushed like copper zoo coins molded new, into something less valuable and fleeting those days seem so far away like a line of cars stretching…
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Love Is
Love is... Incredibly devious notions poured over soft and mischievous motions Laced in ribbons, mixed in potions, swallowed down, no commotion Only served in lethal doses, many faces, many poses Violent crimes, peaceful roses Every heart deserves its quotient Yearning for a gentle feeling, every soul will do its bleeding…
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??
I really wonder what that dull woman hopes to gain by this odd and aggressive behavior harassing me like this... I don't have anything she'd want I'm not chasing the man she's chasing I'm just trying to live my life I'm just trying to be myself she'd be better off examining her hopes and schemes and perhaps think about who…
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Shows I've Photographed Recently
Hello PJ Community, I wanted to share a couple links to some pics from concerts I've photographed over the last week. I think they fit the musical taste of Pearl Jam fans and really I just like putting my art in front of people that might appreciate it. I work for a radio corporation in St. Louis that owns a cluster of…
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Think Stars
~ ~ ~ fingernails. germs. botany. lips. tortellini. habitat. congregating cards. hair. voices. scars. formulas. arms. ankles. toes. beads. breath. the works. under. eyes. wrapped. beneath. bracelets. beneath. do you feel the connection yet? cherry dumpling apple blossom you can take the shoes you can keep the fray you can…
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Pearl Jam Haiku Challenge
(Three-lined short poem/verse, 17 total syllables, (metered 5-7-5) and about Pearl Jam song or something) I have a grievance All those yesterdays are gone And no picture kept
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Just some mountains and clouds
To drive up a mountain is another way to reach clouds it's possible to continue up a road until one can look them in the eye! it's not as glamorous as floating, but it's another way to get up there :)
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Strawberry Chameleon
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your Southern drawl
your Southern drawl
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Sick day...
I just want my life to play like jazz good jazz, great jazz not this elevator brain wash the sounds of the universe coming through my window the scene of children dancing on the playground to their own drum to the bop bop ba da bop the smell of Darth Vaders cape on Christmas morn' and the taste oh the taste of her after a…
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YEP, TIME FOR HOT VALLEY WRITERS SUBMISSIONS AGAIN
(Whoops, original link didn't work. Try the new one.) Thanks to everybody who's contributed before - let's get some new people, too, in this next issue. ALL DOGS SHOULD HAVE WRITERS. The next issue of the small online literary magazine Hot Valley Writers will have an ALL DOG THEME. We need fiction, non-fiction, and/or…
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The White Dawn is Stealing
The White Dawn is Stealing This is a song from "Four American Songs, no 2." the music is by Charles Wakefield Cadman (1881-1946) the lyrics are by Nelle Richmond Eberhart The white dawn is stealing above the dark cedar trees, The young corn is waving its blades in the morning breeze; The birds chant so lonely, the leaves…
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on distance
as a child i was punctuated by a balloon and the saturday morning cartoons said "hey kid, have a gray breeze" and i asked "but what about the other colors?" while looking down the driveway was covered in rust and read like a newspaper beige and blue had gone away and i saw flowers bowing to me as the sun set behind me
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hero times twelve
you are my hero now and always my big brave strong handsome man now lay broken and crumpled a wretch tears through me up my spine down my throat the tremors in your limbs rip through my heart your hollow sallow cheeks make my stomach rise choking my heart on its way your cold hands trembling in mine shiver through the…
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More music and pictures
This is an 11th century sequence called Jubilemus Salvatori. We've arranged it for cello and organ. :) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t1aaJ9EKVzE
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anti peace
(these are lyrics to a heavy metal song that just came to me... there's music too. I probably have to record it lest it leave forever) (I am the anti-peace) rake in a hurricane the clawing out that can't be there is no sleep with truths what lies alive in me is front of you and fields are filled with flowers dont you feel…
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My latest song!
Hope my latest song is safe here!!! "Tears" Chorus: I don't know if you can take my tears I don't know if you can face my hurt I don't know if you can meet me here [After all these years After all these tears]2x verse 1 [I just need a friend Just need a friend Be open, be open]2X Be open, don't be afraid I just need a…