Jesus Freaks

AmaterasuAmaterasu Posts: 317
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  • KwyjiboKwyjibo Posts: 662
    what would people say
    if they found out I'm a jesus freak
    The most remarkable thing about you standing in the doorway, is that its you, and that you're standing in the doorway.

    I write down good reasons to freeze to death in my spiral ring notebook. But in the long tresses of your hair--I am a babbling brook.
  • AmaterasuAmaterasu Posts: 317
    'wow' really like your threads always deep enough
    to swim around...
  • AmaterasuAmaterasu Posts: 317
    The Vixen
    ********

    And moved
    always
    to the corner
    always waited
    for the bus.
    The place I stand
    lies on the furthest avenue
    down which it has to come.
    And will there be room?
    Around my life
    an animal paces
    alternate
    in the shadows of leaves,
    a beast whose skin
    seems all mouths.

    West up the street
    the squat civilian bus
    passes some cars,
    threads close.
    The sun sets
    inside it,
    the whole vehicle
    filled with light.
    The creature's circle
    closes in,
    the corner where I wait
    gets smaller,
    the gutter
    deepens with water,
    all the fish of my life
    swim by.
    A woman
    life
    lifts from the shallows
    and egg to me
    bright in her small wet hand-
    "You dropped this
    long ago,
    you thought it was a dream
    or worthless creed
    but look,
    I rise to you
    to restore."
    -An egg
    to pay my fare?
    This is not my coin.
    I go too far
    for this liberty.
    Time is my enemy.

    I had spoken to an empty road
    across which now I see
    it is a fox
    waiting
    part way up the mountain.
    "All the other animals
    had me in mind,
    believe none of them,
    go free,
    drop the egg
    & come with me."

    I cupped my hand to my mouth
    to hear her better.
    She moved up
    always looking back.
    I crossed no road
    & climbed no fence,
    I followed,
    I have always followed.
    The whole city
    twanged
    in the heart of my head
    faded in the fact of the mountain
    The eyes she looked
    back at me
    knew all the words
    I was like to say.

    "Time?" she said,
    "the wasted hours
    become your only song."

    Robert Kelly
    1975 xoxox
    From The Loom.
  • suedesuede Posts: 247
    Well, thank you very much. I've never had anything dedicated to me.

    I really like Jesus Freaks, especially the lines:

    "Thats how my day has been so far
    got any bright ideas
    follower in a car?"

    :)
  • ISNISN Posts: 1,700
    wow....thanks Amaterasu....I'm not sure what to say....heehheheehe.....:D

    gotta rush (baby stuff)

    'the vixen' is a bona fide brilliant poem resonating with images and tangled in truth
    ....they're asking me to prove why I should be allowed to stay with my baby in Australia, because I'm mentally ill......and they think I should leave......
  • AmaterasuAmaterasu Posts: 317
    Suede ~ ISN = You are welcome.
  • anOmisanOmis Posts: 223
    Originally posted by Amaterasu
    I'm freaked out it's true everything I do I do for you.
    But I lose everytime lose myself always for you.
    You leave me with stangers too far from home
    you let animals stray the yard to road.
    You let them invade my soul body heart
    you let them do whatever they want!
    It's my body not yours I am mine not theirs.
    Give me a break they lurk evesdrop and take
    night and day with their utter hate.
    Thats how my day has been so far got any bright
    ideas follower in a car?
    Shadows left alone cat and mouse
    pouncing on me when I need you the most.
    So Jesus where are you you left me alone where I can't
    find you. Left with freaks who don't understand
    the meaning of the word love or how to hold
    hands. Lifes been meaning to pencil but for some
    reason I am the eraser. It's the same everywhere
    his Sunday her precurser. I feel no shame
    just saddend by the truth that I am here not apart
    of you. I love you I really do but it's freakin me out
    who are you where are you and what did you do?
    Find yourself and return to me so we can live humanly.
    And forgive any trespasses along the way
    it's been awhile I've alot to say. Open Ed says it best
    but I'm a door I shut behind me when I left in jest.
    Love God my new Mantra. Walk in balance.
    A symbol for the rest.


    awsume poem...
    *S*

    and yer second one-the vixen
    totally diffrent style..but nice as well!!
    ~~dont mind yer make up, just make up yer mind~~

    ~~its better to be hated for who you are than be loved for who you are not~~

    F.ZAPPA
  • brain of cbrain of c Posts: 5,213
    .........out in the street.......handin' tickets out for god......
  • ISNISN Posts: 1,700
    .......there aren't any tickets left......it's one sold out gig.....amen...
    ....they're asking me to prove why I should be allowed to stay with my baby in Australia, because I'm mentally ill......and they think I should leave......
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