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  • Rollings, as much as I like your writing, I'm still gonna put you in the BOSTON CRAB while Chadwick gives you a leg drop from the top turnbuckle.

    Then, I'll wave my hand back and forth in front of my face and let you know that despite what your eyes are telling your brain, you cannot actually see me.
    I knew it all along, see?
  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    Rollings, as much as I like CRAB drop from the top,
    I'll hand my face what your brain cannot.

    Yes, Johnny America,
    that is so true
  • Rollings wrote:
    Rollings, as much as I like CRAB drop from the top,
    I'll hand my face what your brain cannot.

    Yes, Johnny America,
    that is so true

    Stealing JA's gimmick of editing posts in quote format? For shame.

    STONE COLD STUNNER!
    I knew it all along, see?
  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    much ado about nothing, really
  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    instant messages instant thoughts instant pudding instant gratification instant oatmeal instant messenger instant approval instant rice instant camera instant espresso instant hot water heater instant jello instant karma instant loans instant life insurance instant noodles instant t-shirt printing instant uploads instant vagina cream instant win instant x rays instant zebras instant balls instant sugar instant sex instant music instant boobs instant pools instant movies instant mp3s instant horses instant cars instant bikes instant wrenches instant sockets instant sprockets instant rockets instant bombs instant seashells instant coffee instant burritos instant fish sticks instant fishing vessels instant highways instant trees and finally... instant boogers on a stick
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • tremors
    tremors Posts: 8,051
    Autumn weather always promises the drop towards Christmas
    Cancel my subscription to the Ressurection
    Send my credentials to the house of detention

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  • mikalina
    mikalina Posts: 7,206
    yoohoo, where are you ??.... must be in hiding.
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  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    the same thing
    focused and gathered in front of you
    is the same thing
    ordinarily everywhere scattered
    is the same thing

    watch your gumball disease please
    it, unlike the pink scream,
    moves March links forward like addition
    to your worst denominations...EVER
  • tremors
    tremors Posts: 8,051
    Rollings wrote:
    I'm glad that you look good
    I'm glad that you don't practice witchcraft
    I think you should know that I like you as much as Christmas

    I feel the heart of you like families do
    You'd look good on a motorcycle with me on it too
    I love you deep back and... what?... do you think that I could not?

    the smell of pine smells like you
    the warmth of sunshine reminds me of you
    or sometimes the sun
    even when its done


    This is an effin great poem of love. I hope someone writes something like this about me some day!
    Cancel my subscription to the Ressurection
    Send my credentials to the house of detention

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  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    tremors wrote:
    Rollings wrote:
    I'm glad that you look good
    I'm glad that you don't practice witchcraft
    I think you should know that I like you as much as Christmas

    I feel the heart of you like families do
    You'd look good on a motorcycle with me on it too
    I love you deep back and... what?... do you think that I could not?

    the smell of pine smells like you
    the warmth of sunshine reminds me of you
    or sometimes the sun
    even when its done


    This is an effin great poem of love. I hope someone writes something like this about me some day!
    yeah i agree
    it is damn fine
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    chadwick wrote:
    tremors wrote:
    Rollings wrote:
    I'm glad that you look good
    I'm glad that you don't practice witchcraft
    I think you should know that I like you as much as Christmas

    I feel the heart of you like families do
    You'd look good on a motorcycle with me on it too
    I love you deep back and... what?... do you think that I could not?

    the smell of pine smells like you
    the warmth of sunshine reminds me of you
    or sometimes the sun
    even when its done


    This is an effin great poem of love. I hope someone writes something like this about me some day!
    yeah i agree
    it is damn fine
    :mrgreen: Thanks guys
  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    edited October 2011
    I am pretty sure that cats don't bite
    Post edited by rollings on
  • tremors
    tremors Posts: 8,051
    Your words are sliding around over time Rollings (or maybe I'm imagining it) I liked the first version, and I like this one - the first one was 'clearer', but the current one is more enigmatic. Am I imagining it and reading just the same words with a different head on?

    The first one made me sad
    Cancel my subscription to the Ressurection
    Send my credentials to the house of detention

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  • mikalina
    mikalina Posts: 7,206
    I'm sending prayers to you and your family, is anyone listening ?? I have to wonder...
    let me rest my head on your shoulder, eyes closed dream with me for awhile
    everything will be okay
    the lights are down low, pull me close - feel only the beating hearts as we lay
    a soft morning breeze I do remember, Gardenia, Sweat pea and Rapture scented...
    for a few days pure heaven...
    relax with me and let life's worries melt away
    whisper to me "I love you, I'm here to stay forever " tomorrow will be a better day ..... I promise.
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  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    I've
    a green candle I'll
    send you for Christmas you'll
    get it the tenth, we'll
    burn it
    Noel
  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    edited October 2011
    out of dead flowers and thyme
    you scrambled October right over September

    this ain't my torquoise
    this ain't my volume
    this ain't your cup of glass

    ...but it is...
    and tomorrow we'll call it love
    hung like a chaperone over his own missed bus ride home
    Post edited by rollings on
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,377
    When I look at colors of paints and pens . . .

    I feel like I have my hand on a mysterious door, but I do not have the strength to open it.

    There is something within me that makes me feel as if I had the strength at one point.
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    Ms. Haiku wrote:
    When I look at colors of paints and pens . . .

    I feel like I have my hand on a mysterious door, but I do not have the strength to open it.

    There is something within me that makes me feel as if I had the strength at one point.


    Ms. Haiku....this is your subconscious speaking.......try the knob......goodbye.......
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,377
    Rollings wrote:
    Ms. Haiku wrote:
    When I look at colors of paints and pens . . .

    I feel like I have my hand on a mysterious door, but I do not have the strength to open it.

    There is something within me that makes me feel as if I had the strength at one point.


    Ms. Haiku....this is your subconscious speaking.......try the knob......goodbye.......
    Ok, but then after I turn the doorknob do I pull it towards me or push it away?
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    Ms. Haiku wrote:
    Rollings wrote:
    Ms. Haiku wrote:
    When I look at colors of paints and pens . . .

    I feel like I have my hand on a mysterious door, but I do not have the strength to open it.

    There is something within me that makes me feel as if I had the strength at one point.


    Ms. Haiku....this is your subconscious speaking.......try the knob......goodbye.......
    Ok, but then after I turn the doorknob do I pull it towards me or push it away?

    ...The opposite of what's not working....