october 12th 2007

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  • Chip McFlennigan
    Chip McFlennigan Posts: 1,162
    edited May 2012
    .......
    Post edited by Chip McFlennigan on
    I knew it all along, see?
  • justam
    justam Posts: 21,415
    chadwick wrote:
    nicely done, justam.
    i likey.

    Thanks. :)
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  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    the great black hole above your house
    that'd been there for years
    donated itself to my page

    all my ink was busy
    turning my heard black
    with blues mixed intermittently
    and reds rarely

    the owl in the dogwood tree
    on the other side of your street
    still sees my drive by late at night
    with your hair and eyes stuck in my head

    and though we look nothing alike
    i still see you every time
    i ponder what color the mirror truly is

    sept. 6, 2006

    I read this before and now I'm playing "find the edit"

    hmmmm
  • tremors
    tremors Posts: 8,051
    the great black hole above your house
    that'd been there for years
    donated itself to my page

    all my ink was busy
    turning my heard black
    with blues mixed intermittently
    and reds rarely

    the owl in the dogwood tree
    on the other side of your street
    still sees my drive by late at night
    with your hair and eyes stuck in my head

    and though we look nothing alike
    i still see you every time
    i ponder what color the mirror truly is

    sept. 6, 2006



    stunnning
    Cancel my subscription to the Ressurection
    Send my credentials to the house of detention

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  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    poetry
    my greatest life
    only feeling it all out
    merely living for and through
    it is felt this way
    to be lived in
    dwelled inside
    accompanied by what was written moments ago
    followed up by next
    as inspiring
    and grabbing lady up to devour as salad
    or special banana pudding dripping from the vine of love
    playtime and warmth
    from kindness in the mouths of love

    instant thought... R.I.P.
    not gonna happen
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce