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  • dimitrispearljam
    dimitrispearljam Posts: 139,725
    justam wrote:
    dimitrispearljam wrote:
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JzZ-Mgi1My4

    Do you have their Trilogy Dvd?
    It's really good. :)
    yep..love it..
    "...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
    "..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
    “..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
  • dimitrispearljam
    dimitrispearljam Posts: 139,725
    another strange day
    "...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
    "..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
    “..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    weak like a butterfly
    in the knees
    kisses
    that's how strong it goes is
    right through the middle is how you'll knows is
  • donnaruhl
    donnaruhl Posts: 2,157
    My spirit cries out! No reply.
    Touch me,Hold Me,Feel Me,Hear Me.
    Not a whisper, Nothing at all.

    In the field, I notice a Horse,
    In the corner,all alone.
    His head hung low,
    Not a neigh,Nothing at all.

    He may be silent,But
    His eyes speak volumes.
    His spirit cries out!
    Stifled by loneliness.
    See Me,Call to Me,Touch Me.
    Help Me heal my Broken Spirit.

    I shared with him,An Apple.
    And for a moment
    Our eye's danced with delight.
    And for a moment
    Our Spirits were Alive.
  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    donnaruhl wrote:
    My spirit cries out! No reply.
    Touch me,Hold Me,Feel Me,Hear Me.
    Not a whisper, Nothing at all.

    In the field, I notice a Horse,
    In the corner,all alone.
    His head hung low,
    Not a neigh,Nothing at all.

    He may be silent,But
    His eyes speak volumes.
    His spirit cries out!
    Stifled by loneliness.
    See Me,Call to Me,Touch Me.
    Help Me heal my Broken Spirit.

    I shared with him,An Apple.
    And for a moment
    Our eye's danced with delight.
    And for a moment
    Our Spirits were Alive.

    amazing!

    a horse with the name, "dreamer"
    would call to me with her spirit too
    i fed her apples as often as i could
    dreamer remembers me
    dreamer craves caring nature
    dreamer connected with me
    our eyes shared thoughts

    dreamer deserves better
    this horse feels mystical
    she told me please & thank you
    her long skull a quartz crystal
    tender psychic horses know
    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
  • donnaruhl
    donnaruhl Posts: 2,157
    edited September 2013
    chadwick wrote:
    donnaruhl wrote:
    My spirit cries out! No reply.
    Touch me,Hold Me,Feel Me,Hear Me.
    Not a whisper, Nothing at all.

    In the field, I notice a Horse,
    In the corner,all alone.
    His head hung low,
    Not a neigh,Nothing at all.

    He may be silent,But
    His eyes speak volumes.
    His spirit cries out!
    Stifled by loneliness.
    See Me,Call to Me,Touch Me.
    Help Me heal my Broken Spirit

    I shared with him,An Apple.
    And for a moment
    Our eye's danced with delight.
    And for a moment
    Our Spirits were Alive.

    amazing!

    a horse with the name, "dreamer"
    would call to me with her spirit too
    i fed her apples as often as i could
    dreamer remembers me
    dreamer craves caring nature
    dreamer connected with me
    our eyes shared thoughts

    dreamer deserves better
    this horse feels mystical
    she told me please & thank you
    her long skull a quartz crystal
    tender psychic horses know
    Post edited by donnaruhl on
  • donnaruhl
    donnaruhl Posts: 2,157
    They call him Lucky. I guess we both are
    for a moment.

    Thanx Chadwick :)
  • dimitrispearljam
    dimitrispearljam Posts: 139,725
    that was awesome!
    "...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
    "..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
    “..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    build a dream
    one step at a time
    no more decomposition
    seperate unneeded elements
    throw into fire

    create love
    plant as many trees
    river flows near water
    feel this graually take flight
    worn out to death shadows run
    crawling across our stomachs
    nightfall & the family ghosts

    but this christmas we'll decorate our first tree
    this act of falling apart
    downward our new birthed obelisque
    daggered itself into the earth's crust
    do you feel your flesh pulling apart

    if we touch together
    we'll scab over grow together
    hem up our edges
    live a beautiful life
    like sunflowers inside large dreams
    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
  • justam
    justam Posts: 21,415
    Chadwick, your poem ^^^ there made me think about one of the best qualities that dreamers have.
    It is their ability to imagine fresh beginnings over and over. It's so beautiful and hopeful!

    I like that about imaginative people. They can imagine a new end or a new beginning easily. :)

    "Like sunflowers inside large dreams" is a lovely line too.
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  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    thank you, justam

    daydreaming may just be my biggest flaw as that is where i am, disconnected from the now. you can imagine how conflicting this is. to me, the head that stops feeling & seeking to imagine is the head that is dead in
    nothing-black.

    life is (each of us) a endless movie, their very own

    the problem is... reality shows up & pulls against what we are trying to live
    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
  • justam
    justam Posts: 21,415
    chadwick, I think if you start to bring some of your smaller daydreams to life, you'll establish the habit of transforming your life. I'm doing that these days. I start with ideas I can bring to life (like making things or small things I want to do) and it brings me a lot of joy.

    I think that'll help you to get your dream life into your real life. I recommend it because it's fun to see what you can bring in. For example, sometimes you write with passion about plants and forests. Why not cover one of your bedroom walls with pictures of that Washington forest you love? It would bring that place you love into your real home.
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  • vogonpoetbythelake
    vogonpoetbythelake Posts: 2,146
    Let serendipity guide me through this wander lust of time
    delayed in the plenty of the coming rip tides
    loving memories abide me to the new frontier of mind
    losing none of the plenitude and all of the time
    measured in distance as only lightening flashes can
    close in on thunderous wonder of far flung fields
  • vogonpoetbythelake
    vogonpoetbythelake Posts: 2,146
    Panic has struck down into the core
    that has left me wanting for more
    boundaries defined ever closer, close the door
    no harm in finding the lock is not there
    only simple latches to ward off the hare
    twitching sniffer opens windows to let in fresh air
  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    vogonpoetbythelake wrote:
    twitching sniffer

    :P
  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    you lead me to laughter
    to deep asleep places awakened at once
    how do I thank you for that?
    realize, what's awakened within
    curves
    flows to rivers you knew you were on
    in a different dream but still,
    it was you
    you can't create this air
    you want
    but can't defog the mist
    serpentine was here
    with a writhe
  • justam
    justam Posts: 21,415
    All we can ever be is some form of ourselves: seed, bud, full flower, or mulch!
    :geek:
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  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    justam wrote:
    All we can ever be is some form of ourselves: seed, bud, full flower, or mulch!
    :geek:

    ...swallowing seeds on the deathbed...
  • justam
    justam Posts: 21,415
    rollings wrote:
    justam wrote:
    All we can ever be is some form of ourselves: seed, bud, full flower, or mulch!
    :geek:

    ...swallowing seeds on the deathbed...
    :)
    Yeah, I heard that in a song too.
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  • dimitrispearljam
    dimitrispearljam Posts: 139,725
    now
    "...Dimitri...He talks to me...'.."The Ghost of Greece..".
    "..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
    “..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”

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