Topic: She Rambles...Senisble Ramblings In A Nonsense Pattern | |
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triangle brains, shiny hats..
lost in the tall tall grass, foot prints upon the ceiling, paint in my hair, disorganized beyond belief, safety nets not included traveling in time to the point of no return which becomes an unending quest to find the light within an angel once said "to begin again you must end" in the trappings of my triangulated mind comes an aged fine wine to be drank only with them the devil you know the devil you don't in the end it matters not, they've all gone off so come with me once more into the tall tall grass get lost in my weaving of words and triangulated mutterings and nothing makes sense in a sensible way sensible is as sensible does intelligence not included making way for those who are deluded she thought and thought with all she had only to find he was mad, mad as a hatter insane as a june bug, wikki in his whacky woo climbed the highest mountains only to hear her own voice inside her head burying the dead and forgotten in the pile of rust as the minions all played games of mistrust no no no sense at all in my ramblings just random thoughts that pile up filling my head until it busts pouring out in a scattered frenzy only to realize the dog's name was benji pick and choose choose and pick which ever line suits you best, find the truth in what you see show it to me because I am blind, put it in my hand its been a long road only to find in the end it matters not if I make sense to any one or not |
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welcome back (((((((JENNI))))))))) missed seeing your words.....as usual a beautiful intriguing poem
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Amazing poem!!!
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CCP!
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(((((CCP)))))) so good to see you back, plus your words that flow across the pages.
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Awesome g/f hehehehehe hard to stay away hummmm I know the feeling lol
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((((( jenni ))))))
Awwwwwwwwwwww how incredible it is to stop in and see my daughters Beautiful words grace these pages,, I love you deeply,,,, Hugs and Kiss's Mom |
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Very nice.....Ypu are one of the great writers on here
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i started to read this, but i had to stop, such genius, can we please meet, add to inspiration, add to life, and most of all, add to me..
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ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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Awesome as always
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When Alice lost the Cheshire Cat And Jack fell off his hill, Mothergoose plain ate her hat And handed Humpty Dumpty a pill. It is ok to be this way Doesn't have to make much sense If night can turn into today And sinners make amends. Then we can chase our tails and play And laugh and dance and cry There are no rules to act this way Nor questions to ask why. So sit a while sweet Jenni dear Rest and catch your breath And perhaps the answers loud and clear Will be the one thing left. |
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In the end it matters not if I make sense to any one or not
All that matters is I make sense to me Me..the entity of being in the I am of time To travel the dusty roads of time forgotten Coming across some woe begotten sot drowning in the dregs of last nights bottle Kick me when I am down I care not I am stronger than you know you woe begotten sot In my triangulated brain it matters not what they think or what they say So I walk along this valley of time only to find that its all been a lie The aged fine wine that is brewed in my mind to be shared with them The mysterious them, oh they know who they are , not so mysterious if you think about it Sensible is as sensible does,I'm not sensible just because Striving to be different in a sea of sameness, fighting the constraints of conformity I simply am...me So take me for me or not at all Just know that sometimes...sometimes..sometimes this angel does fall In the quest for the light one must fight the shadows and darkness that surrounds In the shattered frenzy that arises, a single voice rings true Frothing and foaming at the mouth, she stops...to listen to the voice The one voice that rings true..that makes sense to her unsensible mind Lost once but found again ,burier of the dead and forgotten Shovel in hand as she crosses the land...leaving neat graves in her wake All tidy and clean...midnights last gleam Shimmers in the dawns early light..no longer she fights Waits now in the mist, pacing back and forth I am...... |
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In awe of you soul,, your mind your beauty,,,
Forever in my heart sings your words forever in my soul lives your heart,,, |
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