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john girl
john girl Posts: 308
edited April 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
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The old boats always go out,
always come back
in,

Kansas City, brown pavement and grass
worn in between the smile and cracks
Kansas City, 2000 miles behind me
verse to bring her back
where she's never been

See only the ocean
out of my head
it's hers to cry, hers to belong
met you there to make a song
and sand was our bed
for a few hours
knew the feeling
it was never wrong
to hold you close
hear you
next to me
beautiful waves
spent our souls
to reason our heads
lovely, crazy
the reach in to find my heart

a little lost because of the hardness
lost because of the darkness
a little
empty because of the deadness
you made me alive
always inside
you

Only the ocean ahead
and the blue bay all around
old boats, another sails back in town
Kansas City, 2000 miles behind me
All right with the dayness beside me

John G. Earl
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  • john girl
    john girl Posts: 308
    Forget about the world
    in front of you for awhile
    go to the world you want
    within
    make it exist
    quietly the connections
    are made like a chain
    in this state of mind
    Truly, power is swelling
    ghosts within
    the souls, the voices, the prints
    and the world imagined
    surfaces as the obvious
    known reality
    forgiving flesh and nature
    into
    a new revolution,
    a new renaissance
    a new space,
    no longer a recollection
    memory or not
    have merged,
    regardless of the graves
    am I lonely cost
    not only bone and dirt,
    have these communications
    conquered realms
    in the round of symbolic harmonious
    psyche
    divine?
  • tenaciousA
    tenaciousA Posts: 604
    pretty gentle vent there, johng...
    the first one's nice, too
    ~all is full of love~
  • john girl
    john girl Posts: 308
    your name "tenacious A"
    What is "A" for?


    It always comes down to the apples, doesn't it! The Beatles make it so hard...
  • john girl
    john girl Posts: 308
    that is, love, granny
  • john girl
    john girl Posts: 308
    all around me
    raining ash
    in an eerie sun.
    The beach feels
    very strange.

    I wish for
    rain clouds
    it's precious
    water.
  • john girl
    john girl Posts: 308
    can only go up from here to hear
    from the heart
    God, me
    why am I
    in the face
    not giving in to
    fear.
  • coleen
    coleen Posts: 938
    vent.

    i can't stop reading that one, they're all great but that one just gets me.
  • loveandrew-wood
    loveandrew-wood Posts: 131
    the queen smokes
    comfort is a ghost
    the queen smokes
    my being is toast

    where do i kill
    this shallow pill
    when i think of it
    it stains
    all of the things
    that keep me sain
    she smokes
    the queen smokes
    smokes more than most

    born on gold
    dady played cards
    learned to fold
    feeding to sharks
    what once made of metal
    now the holiday roast
    the queen smokes
    i guess its a call
    or a guilt trip of all
    in a bucket the pain
    of life that has stolen
    and opened up all
    the dreams that are broken
    when she tokes
    the queen smokes
    smokes more than most
    the queen smokes
  • loveandrew-wood
    loveandrew-wood Posts: 131
    im guilty im filthy i dont care
    eyes to eyes four eyes eight eyes
    rise into the tide if that can be life
    or even makes sense

    im lack of word giving berth on erbs
    cleaning sweetening the pot
    throw in the lot if i can hide my guilt
    underneath the quilt
    stay there until im new
    or get smart enough to pray again
    forgiven
    always living like blame is my heart
    flying words lift me high come crashing down
    when remember that i havent drownd yet
    still waiting
    anticipating what i really cant do
    only you could know
    hey everyone im square
    save me by killing others
    what the fuck
    whats true and whats real
    is it the same
    or does it amount
    to a little bit of change
    hate builds up in the thick smog
    lungs
    responsibility


    have a drink on me
  • babysistermama
    babysistermama Posts: 35
    you rock girl ....can't wait for more
    Post Post Post
    Love is for the the lonely
    Money for the poor
    Hate is for the insecure
    War is for the weak
  • john girl
    john girl Posts: 308
    literally I am a starving poet, I go by the name Michelle Raine, sometimes John G. Earl.

    self publishing...

    Anyone want to preorder a copy of my collected works of poetry
    please email seychellerain@yahoo.com

    the price per copy, start at one penny, or what you'd like to pay

    "penny lane" great song
  • john girl
    john girl Posts: 308
    ~vana


    beauty and skinny
    dips in the ink
  • loveandrew-wood
    loveandrew-wood Posts: 131
    this is a good poetry thread here

    im trying to make my way through all this stuff

    it may never happen but who cares

    take care of you family and always remember

    if your me then jesus comes first

    amen
  • john girl
    john girl Posts: 308
    sometimes,
    i get you,
    sometimes,
    she'll smile

    i
    (o)
    u
    9
  • john girl
    john girl Posts: 308
    Black, talkin' to herself...

    the arts

    why

    you know there just gets to be a point in life
    what else can I do to get what i need???
    (beyond the deepest depths of depression)
    that point being AFTER
    youv'e condsidered all your alternatives

    addiction
    suicide
    insanity
    voluntary committment
    incarceration
    isolation
    running away

    but you realize that for whatever various reason, value or responsibility
    that you can't even retreat to those escapes
    I'm at that point

    fuck IT
    what can i do?
    i
    laugh
    and let life do
    what life will do
    allowing Fate now
    to step in

    releasing
    dreams, hope, desires
    zero point
    no expectations anymore

    I'm through fighting
    you
    I'm through fighting myself
    God
    damn
    just so know
    I'm trapped
    and have to play
    but inside
    my thoughts
    I
    don't
    have
    too
    like the rules

    quietly with a smile
    i'm thinkin'
    fuck this
    and
    fuck you

    i have faith
    but i'm pissed

    why didn't i have intrests in business mgt. or math?
  • john girl
    john girl Posts: 308
    I'm just waiting for a the White House Press Release
    where the administration joyfully says to the American People

    "Let them eat cake"

    I don't where this nation stands anymore,
    maybe it is likened to the last days of Rome.


    I just saying to anyone whose an American and an artist, it's very chic and cool to be humble etc...

    ,but NOW is not the time to reflect that in art/music, WE need to wake up, speak up, speak our thoughts even if it is harsh, but out of love, to preserve our future freedoms of expression.

    that's what I always appreciated about Pearl Jam, they have no qualms about what I just said.

    that's the direction my poetry is going to take.
  • john girl
    john girl Posts: 308
    Bean Counters

    thank you corporate america
    Happy Thankgiving,
    I think it is not
    for those
    going hungry
    unemployed
    striking on the
    grocery stores
    in line
    where is the compassionate cheer
    Holiday or Holy day
    only for those winners
    only for the greedy
    how green is your bank account

    Oil your palms
    and the Politicians
    where did you get your 87 billion dollars?
    Where is mine, am I scum?

    One day, someday
    enough of us will rise
    the hungry, you will see
    ghosts will breath
    Mother earth will erupt
    she will teach you
    and you will know
    you will beg
    that is the price
    of greed,
    one day,
    one day,
    one day


    John G. Earl
  • john girl
    john girl Posts: 308
    we are riders on the
    cosmic merry go round
    we live on the edge of time
    we create
    there is no beginning
    there is no end
    no boundaries
    it just is
    a universe
    had I imagined
    ever expanding
    is it perfect
    is it balance
    is it ours held together
    by the weight of gravity
    framed by the dark matters
    that's the theory
    out there
    it just is
    energy
    pleasantly mixing in the
    chaotic batter
    of contridiction
    positive and negative
    the illusion is validation
    depressions play into hands
    of ambitions
    a galaxy, a constant
    a spin
    a turn
    a motion,
    propelled by
    somethings burn
    a star
    a sun
    one
    it just is

    michelle raine
  • john girl
    john girl Posts: 308
    That is


    that is
    what comes around
    will be
    what you will
    of the God,
    science, creator
    or the artistic
    the mystic
    does your mind ever turn off?
    all I can know is to trust the unseen
    inside a universe, I believe
    it's about multiplicities,
    the many in synchronicity
    the bullies of diversions
    and it hurts when it's still
    leaving you to wonder for heaven
    and it loves when you notice those edges
    of the stars that shine are ragged and great
    spaces our places
    within or outside
    getting on and along
    however farout the view
    those waves, about a ripple
    what tears at you today
    uninimity
    sons and daughters
    the choice
    I can be a voice
    in the larger plan
    different directions
    eventually meet...

    John G. Earl
  • john girl
    john girl Posts: 308
    artwork

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