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Bigot
For the time that had to pass for me to be able to think For all the years bullshit was shoveled en masse down my throat For the inexhaustible ignorance that surrounded me daily For the stupidity that permeated the hick town societal castes that dictated the empowered and powerless the same redneck way For the embers of a…
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She Sings
She sings hallelujah with tears in her throat whilst her knees ride the same floorboards that placed splinters tenderly down her back, a reminder, of how she’d wished for a mocking bird with feathers so soft they’d sweep away the pain or at least, mop up the blood spilt, from every wooden prick she’d ever said yes to.
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Good Bye
~ ~ ~ ~ when things are going they bleed and they go and you try but they crumple and bleed on the grass sometimes it's the worst thing in the world to watch something go to die outside you continue ~ ~ ~ ~
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(Untitled)
The wind I hear reminds me that I sway The opposite of still because of what I contemplate From the skeletons of my closet They remind me of my swaying Of my non ability to stay still I have a screen while I write this in front of me Reminding me that I'm writing this I have now written this just after coming in from…
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The Lot Lizard
This is an old favorite of mine I wrote I sing to friends. Need to learn to play guitar so I can actually put it on you tube. Janie put Tommy to bed about nine o'clock in the evening. He asked where she's going, she said, "Don't worry son." And with the boy sound asleep she slips out into the evening. For if that child is…
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I. You. Me. Them. Us.
Down by the river under the bridge where the lost gather leaves and echoes and winters breath filled whispers I, barter my tongue for their silent kisses, open mouthed and hungry and high, beneath their skirts and shirts, and faded jeans, tenderly torn away, from time and the matter of it.
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drunk with low green, crickets, and cicadas
and with the key to our sanctuary in the green yard a drunken mess i have dropped and lost this my every disaster you at home waiting up for me my stumbling here i come you reading late this night i see light on then lost i don't know but rambling the grass and crickets keeping company to me is this my friends down here…
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a little whiskey, and i get poetic
i stand in the shadows and wait for the light to move me but every day eludes me i swim down deep to find life and rise above the sea eternally i find this world amusing a mandatory greed as seeds succeed i wait for change a cleansing with only needs allowed to be
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Gita
This post is a potition of love. I want everyone and I mean EVERYONE who loves gita on this bord to post hear and tell her how you feel.
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A Beauty With-in-ner Beauty
“She knew nothing but had everything he had lost” ~ Oscar Wilde. Certain lines draw pictures whilst others form poems. Hers, set fires, in a cave of bones, where chaos filled embers confused the birds and the thousand moons, now blue and full, of the kind of truth she’d, flutter through and out beyond…
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Dragons Eyes
The haze of a medieval morning has been pierced by the sharp dagger of the sun And the sleeping dragon has opened his eyes and shook his waking head Waiting for the knights of castle kings to bring the new day for their queen. With fire and love the knights will bring a burning heart to save another day. And the dragons…
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The leaves are always left out when mentioning the flower
More hours than it's as if you were just here strange like the smell of rain that sweeps the days that the calendar dropped so fast (speedy dealer he is) there's just enough room left for more of his last breath every day I knew the sun would rise but today I felt it lower than ever before it limped across the gate and…
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Frayed
the dreariness of the day has overstayed its welcome much like myself cold, gray and still unprepared to speak unable to breathe myself and this day will drift into the night untouched by light forever ago we felt love tonight..... tonight we dissolve
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Garden Jams
to hold one song yeah so precious you have one precious thing you don't need more but yet imagine that which gives more than that which gives more than much more and in the song of songs gives many then that is what to behold as precious of precious gems as pearl
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Diamonds in the Sand
I don't know if I posted this or not ??? Diamonds in the sand By Godfather July- 1- 2011 Least of all we touched the sun We held each other till the end Searching for that diamond in the sand Crashing waves and love that fell right thru our hands. But now I know the price of love And diamonds in the sand Now I know the…
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Poems For Grandpa
Does anybody know of any poems specifically for a Grandfather who has passed? Thx.
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Luna Rex
These are the lyrics that I wrote that started off as a poem, but became a song for my band Luna Rex: Beginning to End How can you blame me for staying up late? Counting the hours in every day I’m a fool for waiting for you, because When you’re not here I’ve lost my sight Silence is Loud as I stare Its Simple though, as…
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ALL ABOARD
Step right up For the time of your life We’ll take your money Then we’ll drown your wife A gigantic error A Titanic terror We’ll showboat our ship And you’ll die from that slip Every man woman and child for themselves Your captain has abandoned you You’ll be relieved to know that he is safe He’s ran out on you and his crew…
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my new year
My New Year