Setaside's Poetry.... if you like...
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            dude... y'all rock0
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            i started to read from the beginning of this thread & made it througha few pages. enjoyable reads for the most part. yeah, some were long, but so are some of my poems, so are some from the others...it's just part of writing, there is no length police in writing, so don't worry about it.
 my favorite line was the one about the candy wrapper hitting the street...i forget the name of the poem.
 i also like the idea for the pearl jam poetry press publication. i don't know how well that would fly with the band though and using their name. i know they are great guys, but it seems like a legal hassle.
 keep writing, even if it's just for your own personal gain. i wouldn't place much value into what others might think or not think of your work. keep a level head and don't get full of yourself and be one of the good ones. 
 anyways...i'm just taking a break from crazy and my homework0
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            I chose page 5 to go back to, today, and oddly... I find I've missed one... Of course Lunar Echo begged for attention, but you know, who am I to pick favorites? 
 and
 where is that Savannah66chick, anyway?
 My dear Sir, 'tis YOU rizzocking zi hizzouwze, btw... I like being on top, but it's your turn today. ACK! my PC!!!! Save me! Kisses... MeOriginally posted by setaside2
 I dedicate it to Savannah66 who is fighting the good fight.
 And, I realize that this is different from my usual stuff, but it is real and it was real and I really did tip 45% that night. I'd do it again. Especially if my waitress was a girl named savannah....
 MOTHER/dirty wash cloth
 Waitress
 They said
 White trash
 Poor
 They said
 She served me well
 Not that I’m chauvinistic or anything
 But
 Hell
 I felt like royalty
 She deserved a tip
 Didn’t trip
 And even yelled at those people behind us
 Who got so annoying
 Words failed me
 For a change
 Brown hair
 Withered smile
 Mother to all that pay witness
 Caring beyond our right to receive
 “Punctuality is optional,”
 She said with a small smile
 “When you have to rely upon line cooks.”
 We laughed courteously
 Only a few of us truly understanding
 Where she was coming from
 Which was off her last break
 Something like sixteen hundred
 Hours ago
 She smiled again
 And shuffled off to some other destination
 Lighting up the much needed cigarette
 A silent discussion
 Aside
 With the apparent manager
 A haggard looking man
 Occurred
 In which we found her name to be Julia
 A twenty-something
 On the road to somewhere
 In no particular hurry it seems
 But with import
 And persistence
 She was light on her feet
 In the heavy hours of the early morn
 A ballerina in servitude
 Pinocchio on strings
 On her way to the real
 Real
 And she was the best
 That I
 In my fascinated haze
 Gave her 45%
 Only because fifty would have broken me
 She touched my hear with a menu
 And limitless freefloating time
 Her blue eyes sparkled
 And I don’t think
 I’ve ever had
 A cleaner table.0
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            I look forward to reading new poems, soon. I have been anticipating a renaissance of creative industry from you since the weekend, seta, and I hope to read more.
 Cheers, mate,
 Finsbury.0
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            i look foward to new poems, too
 and new dreams
 now arriving... gate 4
 15 1/2 days, baby... ever ridden a horse? maybe a 4 x 4 will do... we'll see... nice book, btw... glad to take up a page or two... kisses... me0
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            fuyfcsw0
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            (these are not mine, fya'si)
 You know, and I’ve been wondering, you know, all the way home
 whether the world will see I'm a better man than others by far.
 You know, I’ve had it so good, how loathsome, and not quite my style.
 Work and vanity wasted my time inside, oh, you see me in a cardigan
 and a dress, dress, dress that I’ve been sick on.
 Oh, how are you? Can't say I really care at the end of it all,
 actually, oh, well there's something I’ve found, it's that we're just flesh and blood
 and well, now, just one thing I’ve found, it's that we're just flesh and blood.
 And you know, and I’ve been wondering, you know, all the way home
 whether the world will see I'm a better man than others by far.
 Ooh, how are you? I shan't say I really care at the end of it all,
 actually oh, there is something I’ve found, it's that we're just flesh and blood,
 well, now, there's one thing I’ve found, it's that we're just skin and bones.
 Actually oh, there's something I’ve found, it's that we're just flesh and blood
 and you're nothing much more, there's something, just something I’ve found
 it's that we're just flesh and blood and we're nothing much more.
 Oh no, what did I do wrong, individual doubts.
 Just one thing I’ve found, we're just flesh and blood,
 nothing much more, something, just something I’ve found that we're skin and bones.0
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 Sea0
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