Topic:
scene
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Ainjel, Hi peace
jimmy |
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scene
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in pen
i begin wind lifted up in sky in dream it falls spilled unread a dead frog and a lamb climb deaf and mute as a dragon flies behind |
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Topic:
dancer
Edited by
jimz
on
Sun 01/03/10 03:11 PM
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in the room a dancer moves to music her legs having learned to bend
to the music she has that look she uses in competition of an assured beauty i cant dance and hate dancing music yet i go and watch yet my mind wanders to the books im reading my thoughts drifting in all corners of my world im watching her yet all i see when i focus on the movement of limb to music eye to feeling is a little bird and if it can read me a poem |
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Topic:
Not even sure.
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righteous
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Topic:
invisible
Edited by
jimz
on
Sat 01/02/10 05:11 PM
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in my fathers lamp
the holy ghost oils passion fruit candle divine green candle scent of sea candle my house bricked up chipped at corners yet foundation made strong when god spit in the cement im caught in the mouth of webs for i travel with spiders i have my dogs each one a shade of brown i named one reason he follows scents the others have no names yet my imagination seeks my land separated into paths of consciousness the earth of boundaries revolves over and over again a camera with wings follows never sky always sky yet sea remains my breathing yet invisible clouds yet invisible mouths open yet notes with invisible color yet to the color divine i said i said i want to see i want to see yet divided even in me what invisible only remains |
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Topic:
old dog old bone
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two rubbones
ruin with rum action two dumbbones make one big skeleton two lovebones scratch and snatch trading already made frames im a trombone im a stone im an old dog leave this old dog alone |
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Topic:
old dog old bone
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two rubbones
ruin with rum action two dumbbones make one big skeleton two lovebones scratch and snatch trading already made frames im a trombone im a stone im an old dog leave this old dog alone |
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Topic:
elephantile
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awesome!!!
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One Moment of Hope
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One Moment of Hope Slowly the hands journey the path of moments capturing each as if it were theirs to claim Slowly with a quiet rhythm never changing yet always evolving its hands hold yesterday’s pain today’s prayers and tomorrow’s hope Slowly as breaths are taken and born slowly moving as if its hands were carrying the burdens of man slowly moment by moment by moment as if they held secrets told and untold Slowly tick tock tick tock never to stand still Slowly wow, nice |
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Topic:
Just live...
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peace Susan
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Topic:
soul
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Terry, Big T, you're amazing. It's only Rock n Roll, and I like it. Happy New Year with God on your side
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Topic:
soul
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i know the show is
blue and there is a drum roll and soul i breathe in i begin to breathe out then in in in i only know soul |
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Topic:
the iron supper
Edited by
jimz
on
Thu 12/31/09 11:50 PM
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i took a left
and went left right checkered black checked out this is what it will be a phonograph on a wood turntable grooves grooves past a bluebird escapes an old ladies love right pickled order with the shine of vinegar going forth and worth same same same same okay lets play and slap spaghetti noodles against the bad the bad boiling a lobster escapes i passed the tassel to a horse he said he was mr ed but he came out of an hot dog bun |
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Topic:
Happy New Year
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May the first of the year bring you peace, love, and light I wish you this all with a glass of good cheer I have enjoyed your company yes, all of you here such comfort and wisdom you have shared with me May wishes come true and your lives fill with hope to one and all a Happy New Year much blessings I send to you... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In one hour I will be seeing in 2010, (New Zealand time)...The full moon is bright and beautiful, and there is a feeling of great wonderment to come in the New Year...I raise my glass to you all, and I thank you for being a part of my life in 2009...I am truly blessed for knowing you all....xx00xx... |
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Topic:
the cookie, aka porn
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Its my way or the highway, as you scream at me to leave. The paper cuts hurt worse then any hateful and true words that you have said. You should have know am not the type of girl to be pushed around, just because i cry easy and wear my heart on my sleaf. Momas know there babys, i should have heed her warning when she said you dont take easy to treats. So i made none, just watched and waited for that perfect moment when your beast from below came alive. I know it was the last cookie in the jar that you been hidding for so long. When i put my hand in the jar you saw me, not scared a shoved it in my mouth, as you horns started to asend. Hateful words are flowing like projectile vomite. I was still chewing injoy every moment of, it tasted so good! Your blood turned black as cole, i saw it in you eyes. all i remember was layn on your bed, seeing snow flurys as the pressure and blood was filling my skull. I will release you from my hold when you say you will leave. All his weight on my body like a beached wheal, its very hard to scream! How dare you take my cookie how dare you, he wined with gritting teeth. I was druling cookies now because it was getting to hard to swallow. Am not going no where man till you hear me out. Dodging punches and spittle, i told him i will not be treated like secound best. I should have been treat like that special cookie, saved and not eaten. So what i ate you cookie, how can you slap me down to that. You put your hand on me, and as i left i told him i would be more of a man then he could ever be. I guess the point of the story is, cookies are anenatomite object and dont have a soul nore feel pain, so if you really want to see how a man really is destroy his cookie!~ cool cool, gut full cant wait to read more of your stuff peace |
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Topic:
Happiness
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talent nice write
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~ignite
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nice
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Topic:
rumored sea
Edited by
jimz
on
Wed 12/30/09 04:27 PM
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there are rumors of swelled lungs
whales are rumored spreading my lungs rumored braced in brackets sea squared off boxed breathing spreading rumors are swelling the tides shoring in my brace broken upended sea drowning in repose released rumored coming in whirlpools naked eyes rumored sea oven boiling sea burning hands rumored coming over boxes of hard water spreading may i spread a rumor theres a herd of whales bouncing in maybe i know more rumored mine humored as i box rocks my sea runs free unrumored yet |
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Topic:
shadows concern
Edited by
jimz
on
Wed 12/30/09 01:54 AM
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glazed iron
glare shined tight ceramic light in the head gasket light bulb crackling tubes of florescent concerns me filled cement head imagine weighted concerns imagine centuries of rust imaging god born god dead where the funeral is concerns pathos i cannot lie dead weight in the afternoon i have not napped in edens concern i cannot die buried in concerns i can open up an invisible shadow concerning shadow concerning eyes soul shadow born again is it god i do not know the shadows concern |
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Topic:
Frosty The Snowman
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one thing I like about your writing, you reach and when you do you connect whatever type of poem you strive for
peace |
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