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Maverick synchronicity

OutshynedOutshyned Posts: 55
edited June 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Maverick (word occuring yesterday freakishly)

quietly walk out
pedals lay to greet me
softly fallen they meet me
laying gently communing upon beautiful blades
somewhat in the shade, i know they understand

leaving quietly, purposeful, gently
not to stir, not to wake
my anger or passion

wanting to speak
an eye roll insistant
all that was managed
enough said

the strain of listening to all of that
Sleepless nights *blush*

laying down
my body still
time to rest

aching begin
throbbing, wanting
heat fleshing over
twitching from swelling
aching for touch
this is too much
and some very silly poetry


Can't believe i posted that last one LOL!
"I guess it was the beatings... made me wise
But I'm not about to give thanks, or apologize"

The other day the above lyrics hit me like they never had before.......Almost dizzying....So true, feelings i long recognise summed up in words so beautifully/perfectly.....
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  • oldermanolderman Posts: 1,765
    Originally posted by Outshyned
    Maverick (word occuring yesterday freakishly)

    quietly walk out
    pedals lay to greet me
    softly fallen they meet me
    laying gently communing upon beautiful blades
    somewhat in the shade, i know they understand

    leaving quietly, purposeful, gently
    not to stir, not to wake
    my anger or passion

    wanting to speak
    an eye roll insistant
    all that was managed
    enough said

    the strain of listening to all of that
    Sleepless nights *blush*

    laying down
    my body still
    time to rest

    aching begin
    throbbing, wanting
    heat fleshing over
    twitching from swelling
    aching for touch
    this is too much
    and some very silly poetry


    Can't believe i posted that last one LOL!


    pornography on the board!!! :p

    i like your poetry.. thanks
    Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
    As she slams the door in his drunken face
    And now he stands outside
    And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
    He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
    What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
    Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
    And his tears fall and burn the garden green
  • OutshynedOutshyned Posts: 55
    Originally posted by olderman
    pornography on the board!!! :p

    i like your poetry.. thanks

    Thanks so much for the reply olderman!
    Am trying to get back into writing some cool poetry.
    I wrote much years ago, some i thought was good.. Then i torched it all lol! That's right, BURNT lol.

    SEX........ Normally i'm pretty shy and reserved about that subject..
    Yeah through the day waves of urge happen.. Lately though, at night when my body becomes still i'm way too aware of my lonliness..
    It's hideous lol!

    Enough for crying over i swear..
    Going on 6mos single..
    This can't last much longer!

    Not going to be settling for something that's not right either though.

    Anyways, thanks.

    -Outs
    "I guess it was the beatings... made me wise
    But I'm not about to give thanks, or apologize"

    The other day the above lyrics hit me like they never had before.......Almost dizzying....So true, feelings i long recognise summed up in words so beautifully/perfectly.....
  • oldermanolderman Posts: 1,765
    definitely do not settle for anything that is not right.. you have the right attitude.. i still see it everywhere.. at work, out and about.. too many ppl settling for what isnt right..
    Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
    As she slams the door in his drunken face
    And now he stands outside
    And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
    He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
    What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
    Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
    And his tears fall and burn the garden green
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