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Being Enlightened
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So, I did me some thinkin',
and I was thinkin' about
why I placed wordthoughts
into a vast space
for vast numbers of
faceless, virtually nameless
folks to ponder.
I relaized it was because
many a time, I came away
feeling good, smiling,
thinking it was great that
some nameless, faceless folks
could actually connect,
hit it up with me,
jive to the same groove as me,
"be friendly, be friendly now",
as Petey T. would say.
And I love to be friendly!
And I love to bring smiles to the faces!
And I love to share feelings,
rotten and pure...
All the construction,
and deconstruction,
and reconstruction...
Webs of thoughts
from 'round the globe
all brought together
for the love of a common interest!
Pretty cool!
Pretty right on!
Just pretty!
Just poetry!
Life's blood!
Freer of tormented and talented
souls alike,
all side by side,
all hand in hand,
brothers and sisters,
helping and giving
some distant,
and in some cases,
not so distant,
love to one another.
Yeah, that's how I see it.
And I've never been
a great poet, IMO,
just write for the
sake of putting the
pen to the page,
instead
of my foot in my mouth.
For the love of the written word
as it has created worlds for me
I never would have known,
never dreamed of knowing...
And no matter how
proper or how crass,
to each his or her own.
There is room for all
in a house
with so many rooms,
so many opened doors.
*************************************************
In Her Net
I had this funny dream,
you were like, Spiderman,
scaling tall buildings n' shit.
I lay looking up from the
sidewalk,
mezmerized,
enchanted,
caught,
spinning,
yes, indeed
S P I N N I N G!
As I was all dizzied
I was only half sure it
was happening...
But you wrapped me up,
until I could see nothing,
until I could move nothing,
until I could do nothing,
only wait,
and wait,
and wait,
and think...
Am I dreaming?
Am I dead?
Am I sleeping?
Am I awake?
Why is nobody saving me?
Where'd my Spidey go?
And as if summoning
my darling
with this thought,
I felt him,
NO HER!,
yes,
now I realize
it was a her all along...
sinking her fangs into my chest
sucking all that I am
into her being.
and I was thinkin' about
why I placed wordthoughts
into a vast space
for vast numbers of
faceless, virtually nameless
folks to ponder.
I relaized it was because
many a time, I came away
feeling good, smiling,
thinking it was great that
some nameless, faceless folks
could actually connect,
hit it up with me,
jive to the same groove as me,
"be friendly, be friendly now",
as Petey T. would say.
And I love to be friendly!
And I love to bring smiles to the faces!
And I love to share feelings,
rotten and pure...
All the construction,
and deconstruction,
and reconstruction...
Webs of thoughts
from 'round the globe
all brought together
for the love of a common interest!
Pretty cool!
Pretty right on!
Just pretty!
Just poetry!
Life's blood!
Freer of tormented and talented
souls alike,
all side by side,
all hand in hand,
brothers and sisters,
helping and giving
some distant,
and in some cases,
not so distant,
love to one another.
Yeah, that's how I see it.
And I've never been
a great poet, IMO,
just write for the
sake of putting the
pen to the page,
instead
of my foot in my mouth.
For the love of the written word
as it has created worlds for me
I never would have known,
never dreamed of knowing...
And no matter how
proper or how crass,
to each his or her own.
There is room for all
in a house
with so many rooms,
so many opened doors.
*************************************************
In Her Net
I had this funny dream,
you were like, Spiderman,
scaling tall buildings n' shit.
I lay looking up from the
sidewalk,
mezmerized,
enchanted,
caught,
spinning,
yes, indeed
S P I N N I N G!
As I was all dizzied
I was only half sure it
was happening...
But you wrapped me up,
until I could see nothing,
until I could move nothing,
until I could do nothing,
only wait,
and wait,
and wait,
and think...
Am I dreaming?
Am I dead?
Am I sleeping?
Am I awake?
Why is nobody saving me?
Where'd my Spidey go?
And as if summoning
my darling
with this thought,
I felt him,
NO HER!,
yes,
now I realize
it was a her all along...
sinking her fangs into my chest
sucking all that I am
into her being.
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
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it only makes today worse.
right the f on, be
like both, but 'specially the spider
the first, however... is as close as i've ever read someone coming right out and saying it... sans metaphor... sans bs...
i'll write one like it, one day
i think, though... i need some distance from it, first, maybe
cool though
ciaocito mija
Ms. Nazi, bulls are so big and scary and their sheeit is even narstier! I'm glad you likey me spidey poem! I love to read what you write, babe, so, I'll be watching for you!
nailz!!!!! You reminded me of this You Are verse "keeping us close,so close, on down the line" Yeah, I'm silly with associating songs to things people say-forgive me! Nice to see you and thank you so much for stopping by to say hello!
Heartcha!
A whisper and a chill
adv2005
"Why do I bother?"
The 11th Commandment.
"Whatever"
PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?
cartoonnightmare, love your handle, BTW--although you haven't posted much, what you first posted was quality! Keep 'em coming!
Ali , I needed a break for a bit but I hope to get the fires burning again and hopefully I'll have more time to share, thank you! Heart you right on back, girl!
My goodness, john girl!!!!!! "Michelle, ma belle, sont les mots qui vont tres bien ensemble, tres bien ensemble" It is SO good to see you! I'd love to see one of your lovelies soon!
justam, I like that you like! Much appreciated!
{{Mista flow?}}, whadduyaknow , very nice of you to stop by and say so!
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