un altro anno sta per finire e che anno è stato di esso. I miei due figli un crescendo di essere meraviglioso, intelligente ed entrambi mi fanno così fiera .... Sono pieno di gioia. Mia figlia che ha appena compiuto quindici anni è proprio la giovane donna e mio figlio si trasformerà presto undici. Un uomo di casa sempre alla ricerca di me.
Ho grandi cambiamenti in corso pure. Un nuovo anno davanti a me e non vedo l'ora di un nuovo inizio. Sono eccitato e spaventato allo stesso tempo .... Sono forte e sono ansioso di sfide che saranno presentate a me ...
l'amore per tutti coloro che sono stati con me ...
i'd like to find out where i've been
where exactly i stand
where sitting myself down has lost me
i would exactly understand myself
my journey
if i were present more often when i have been
it seems unattended lanterns have been burning years
full on
yet blank eyed my reflection even when decorated
or when a knock comes to the backdoor
somehow sleep has taken my shadow
somehow dreaming has not dreamed me up
this explains why pillows dry my ears
dry my curls
and pull me to the raw earth beneath my bedtime
all i ever wanted was to look at her
smile and trade in this fashion
this would be foundation
we'd build from these simple smiles
mine
hers
but again
lost and in nowhere land
speaking lost magic
holding tree bark in my hands
crying to skyward flocks
holding my own face
the end of the line
and this realm's bright box of going and ending
start or never been
so it is taken as it is comes
birthed of hazardous
birthed of time
birthed of ending
birthed of nothing
birthed from nothing
in nothing
i am nothing from nothing
but always her or her or her or her
she or she or she or she
all sailing me
sometimes im sunk
sometimes i'm flashing with a sky so bizarre
the days unheard of and still captured
caged inside of my chest
she or she or she or she
placed the week under my chest
i have kept several years at a time filled
wrapped up tight inside my ribcage
still i am without
still i am unknown to self
still i am always early when delayed
i am late when her or her or her or her alarm clock buses me to the next stop
but when you all can actually sit or stand next to her or her or her or her
and i
you will see the next century unfold right up against your pupils
you will be beat down
covered in sweat
your whiskey flask will overflow without a moon's chance of being drank
as you say good-bye
yet her or her or her or her golden child
will child his and her very own
and as this generation builds castles
stone and brick and mortar will run low
as she or she or she or her or her
and even my actions have hesitated
we all have funerals where all of us have depleted natural resources
water has been drank
water has been poisoned
my own self used as sails
i have dumped my own fuels and waste into her or her or her
she has accepted what of my foulness
i drank
i ate of her flesh
her bone
her meaty thighs
her grossness has been eyeballs
she saw my perfection before i ever stood among other men
i have wasted years puking up men
mushrooms have grown at my simple feet
all of them tired
bored
and hesitative to their own celebration of life
this is not untrue
we all have tried to be true
she or she or she or she have tangled with tigers
tangled with my own screams of horror
we have all tangled with ourselves
i have eaten souls
she or she or she or she have taken my bones
taken my toes
ran with my broken down self
somehow they were quickened by my remains
somehow they outlasted the sheriff & her deputies
somehow the blast was my dignity
somehow her or her or her or her fashion is mine
she'll or she'll or she'll or she'll wear my friend
my skins
my cushioned
my flannel
my pretty my pretty my pretty my pretty
all to us strangers in red caps
they delivered us all to idling a train
the thick diesel smoke
the thick air
this pollution next to the lake where i am
where her or her or her or her or her
or she or she or she or she
have faced west
northbound
eastward southbound
the sunrise confusioned ours
the sunfell blinded ours
moons ago could not recall living
moons ago could not recall living as our door
moons ago could not recall living ours as many
moons ago recall living doors as our and as many
this the backs of our skulls
and with a bright uneducated observation
one should assume orgasm after delivered orgasm after and during thrusting lean moonlight slivers of silver
balance themselves on her back or her back or her breasts or her breasts or her hair or hair eyelashes or her or she will have arms around my neck
she will have entangled with me
all the while i
all the while i
all the while i
the lopsided gentleman and listener of earth
has caved into one final solid empty pile
and given it away
Hymn or Hymn or Hymn
Rest
Assured
That she or she or she or her or her or her
Feels the same way as he or he or he or him or him or him too
Thanks for sharing and taking turns with the word
Me ci, possiamo davvero essere un Tu sei così lontano,
ci sei me qui mai così tanti cambiamenti miei cuscini di seta
che pendono sulla voglia di lasciarsi andare....
Mi piace vederti sorridere e sapere che mi ha causato il tuo sorriso ...
Mi piace vederti felice, sapendo che io sono parte della tua felicità ...
Mi piace guardarti negli occhi e vedere il tuo amore per me ....
Amo la musica che ascoltate e ascolto a voi come si canta...
what is worth knowing
is worth seeking
what is worth having
is worth knowing
what is worth love
and more
what is worth creating, artistry, and life
human life, creation, and love
what it means
where it comes from
the lack of tears in the eyes of animals yet the face of total innocence upon them
that this is what you know, what you crave
this is one part of
what you to me represent
Mi piace vederti sorridere e sapere che mi ha causato il tuo sorriso ...
Mi piace vederti felice, sapendo che io sono parte della tua felicità ...
Mi piace guardarti negli occhi e vedere il tuo amore per me ....
Amo la musica che ascoltate e ascolto a voi come si canta...
I don't know how it sounds, because I can't read it, but, thanks to Google Translate, I can appreciate the meaning. Beautiful.
Chadwick.. I read it all.
My instant thought is that you should not spend anymore time on "her".
My Ex still pays my phone bill. We haven't spoken in 3 months. I want to take over the contract, but I don't want to talk to him. And, why not let him pay? He was seeing his new girl for 6 years before he became honest. If you can't be happy with her, then call it what it is.. NOTHING.
We all deserve happiness. I still haven't found that my self :oops:
Chadwick.. I read it all.
My instant thought is that you should not spend anymore time on "her".
My Ex still pays my phone bill. We haven't spoken in 3 months. I want to take over the contract, but I don't want to talk to him. And, why not let him pay? He was seeing his new girl for 6 years before he became honest. If you can't be happy with her, then call it what it is.. NOTHING.
We all deserve happiness. I still haven't found that my self :oops:
i am sorry for your bunk ass dude's crap. this crap bullshit poem of mine is just that... bullshit & means absolutely nothing. it was written to just try and get writing out. hadn't written in like 5 or 6 days give or take. sometimes i just sit down and write the stupidest bullshit that means zero. this is not even directed at anyone at all.
I had this feeling last night
sitting with people who projected
that one can almost see the vortex
the swirling thoughts that surround them
made me feel as if
if I got too close, they'd try to pull me under
drag me down
into their swirling unhappiness
I could almost see the water circling the drain!
there was something in the air!
bad stuff!
what of her nighty
her beautiful body in lace
black satin wrapped in fire like velvet
musta been her eyes that burned a hole through my manliness
she's a devil that one
lightly her hair fine like air playing against my neck & her own
all tangled up showing me where i been
we been down this road before
lotsa times since
and the jar of honey warm & rubbed
touched across her
the body of an angel
sin of a woman
her kiss like flame
my groin on fire shooting jolts of electric not static but pure magic
my eyes imploded long ago
her scent took me over
her flesh ate my own
she is like yesterday's sun
tomorrow's moon
somehow i been lost in her smiles
one after another her continuance feeling me out grabbing me
pulling squeezing me in
i have been turned around
thrown to the raw earth a sweaty mess
a broken down man
a god damn happy son of a bitch
her witchy eyes
tiny looking crystal balls in her skull
hundreds of years beautiful something like all melting colors
at sunset & sunrise
ending & beginning
her voice of music going its own direction from her mystcal throat
against one wall back again
sunk into my spine
like a rusty anchor of a giant ship out in her murky bog
Sonoma night's,In the vintage light.
We'd howel at the harvest moon.
Arnold Drive claiming many of lives,
It's a wonder how we made it to,
Jack London Saloon.
So many time's,
Just a couple of fool's.
Drinking our wine,
And singing the blue's,
Singing the blue's.
By winter time,
We made a turn around.
A baby is on it's way.
You and I started growing up,
We knew it had to be that way.
Goodbye to the moon,
And old Murphy's Saloon.
Just a couple of fool's,
Most of the time,
Just singing the blue's,
Singing the blue's.
Maybe you'll never understand,
You said as we left the Bar.
Horris sighed,as he shook his head.
You know he's gonna break your heart,
No goodbye's for you.
While I was driving you home,
Just a couple of fool's.
Radio on and playing the blue's,
Playing the blue's.
Wishing you luck as you drove away,
I Love You,
Love You Too!
Tomorrow's Easter, Have a happy day.
I forgot to say goodbye to you.
I loved you dearly, You were my best friend.
You touched my heart,
And now my lonley heart.
Can only touch a part of your memory,
Of your memory.
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Ho grandi cambiamenti in corso pure. Un nuovo anno davanti a me e non vedo l'ora di un nuovo inizio. Sono eccitato e spaventato allo stesso tempo .... Sono forte e sono ansioso di sfide che saranno presentate a me ...
l'amore per tutti coloro che sono stati con me ...
Mikalina
Hymn or Hymn or Hymn
Rest
Assured
That she or she or she or her or her or her
Feels the same way as he or he or he or him or him or him too
Thanks for sharing and taking turns with the word
ci sei me qui mai così tanti cambiamenti miei cuscini di seta
che pendono sulla voglia di lasciarsi andare....
mikalina
Mi piace vederti sorridere e sapere che mi ha causato il tuo sorriso ...
Mi piace vederti felice, sapendo che io sono parte della tua felicità ...
Mi piace guardarti negli occhi e vedere il tuo amore per me ....
Amo la musica che ascoltate e ascolto a voi come si canta...
is worth seeking
what is worth having
is worth knowing
what is worth love
and more
what is worth creating, artistry, and life
human life, creation, and love
what it means
where it comes from
the lack of tears in the eyes of animals yet the face of total innocence upon them
that this is what you know, what you crave
this is one part of
what you to me represent
What a relief!
is within the sea of
the words spoken
from your blue eyes
want to be enlightened"
Thank you - btw it does sound beautiful...
your presence
I could feel
but didn't see
want to be enlightened"
Or, rather, an idea that's coming forward to my attention!
could have been
maybe a bright one for me
could have been
maybe there was a woman
could have been
maybe a nice one for me
could have been
perhaps she was into angel making in the snow
could have been
but not anymore
she moved to hawaii with some dude full of gold & diamonds
maybe they'll get divorced
she'll come back home
one snowy day
she'll have a tan
he'll be far away as always
maybe a snowflake
maybe a storm
then she'll remind me how shitty this poem is
"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
My instant thought is that you should not spend anymore time on "her".
My Ex still pays my phone bill. We haven't spoken in 3 months. I want to take over the contract, but I don't want to talk to him. And, why not let him pay? He was seeing his new girl for 6 years before he became honest. If you can't be happy with her, then call it what it is.. NOTHING.
We all deserve happiness. I still haven't found that my self :oops:
"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
But I'm not one for predicting the weather.
have her toes
direct prayers at sunlight
for you shall be forgiven
"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
no thank you I already have I said no thank you
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
by which you can
without really saying
convey things felt without really
saying
things without really
when you're in that space where
there's only that thing you feel
you can't say
and they are one
the beauty is if
you are not understood
but someone understands
that is the same mesh
the same thing
sitting with people who projected
that one can almost see the vortex
the swirling thoughts that surround them
made me feel as if
if I got too close, they'd try to pull me under
drag me down
into their swirling unhappiness
I could almost see the water circling the drain!
there was something in the air!
bad stuff!
The year is coming to an end
The new one will wash away your sins.
You told me a story
You wrote me a song.
Me and my kerchief,
You and your suitcase.
I took a walk with you,
down memory road.
Sing me back home,
Sing me away for awhile,
Sing to me, a song from your suitcase,
So that I may walk with you once again,
Down Memory Road.
that was nice
are asleep, hated, or loved
can't remember when they were
anything else
her beautiful body in lace
black satin wrapped in fire like velvet
musta been her eyes that burned a hole through my manliness
she's a devil that one
lightly her hair fine like air playing against my neck & her own
all tangled up showing me where i been
we been down this road before
lotsa times since
and the jar of honey warm & rubbed
touched across her
the body of an angel
sin of a woman
her kiss like flame
my groin on fire shooting jolts of electric not static but pure magic
my eyes imploded long ago
her scent took me over
her flesh ate my own
she is like yesterday's sun
tomorrow's moon
somehow i been lost in her smiles
one after another her continuance feeling me out grabbing me
pulling squeezing me in
i have been turned around
thrown to the raw earth a sweaty mess
a broken down man
a god damn happy son of a bitch
her witchy eyes
tiny looking crystal balls in her skull
hundreds of years beautiful something like all melting colors
at sunset & sunrise
ending & beginning
her voice of music going its own direction from her mystcal throat
against one wall back again
sunk into my spine
like a rusty anchor of a giant ship out in her murky bog
"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
We'd howel at the harvest moon.
Arnold Drive claiming many of lives,
It's a wonder how we made it to,
Jack London Saloon.
So many time's,
Just a couple of fool's.
Drinking our wine,
And singing the blue's,
Singing the blue's.
By winter time,
We made a turn around.
A baby is on it's way.
You and I started growing up,
We knew it had to be that way.
Goodbye to the moon,
And old Murphy's Saloon.
Just a couple of fool's,
Most of the time,
Just singing the blue's,
Singing the blue's.
Maybe you'll never understand,
You said as we left the Bar.
Horris sighed,as he shook his head.
You know he's gonna break your heart,
No goodbye's for you.
While I was driving you home,
Just a couple of fool's.
Radio on and playing the blue's,
Playing the blue's.
Wishing you luck as you drove away,
I Love You,
Love You Too!
Tomorrow's Easter, Have a happy day.
I forgot to say goodbye to you.
I loved you dearly, You were my best friend.
You touched my heart,
And now my lonley heart.
Can only touch a part of your memory,
Of your memory.
LMAO That's Great!
passing in the midnight sky of delight.
"To question your government is not unpatriotic --
to not question your government is unpatriotic."
-- Sen. Chuck Hagel