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Someone, somewhere
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Posted:Apr 9, 2016 12:09 am
Last Updated:Apr 10, 2016 12:14 am 108165 Views
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Somewhere in the world tonight
In numbers more than one.
Are people who cant get out of bed
While others gear up for a run.
Too little to eat,
too much time on the street
Way over paid,
far under laid.
Lies sown with glee,
Down on both knees.
Gazing blindly,
Searching kindly.
Ignoring coldly
Embracing boldly
Getting better
Taking a header.
Bouncing with delight
Hiding in fright.
In darkness and in light
Somewhere in the world tonight.
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APRIL IS NATL POETRY MONTH IN THE US/CA SO IM WRITING A POEM A DAY, HAND IN HAND WITH PULLING A POEM FROM A DIFF AUTHOR EACH DAY COMPLIMENTS OF MY LOCAL LIBRARY.
AS A SALUTE TO THOSE WHO DO IT SO WELL, A SLICE OF GENUS FROM OTHER ALT BLOGGERS WILL BE INCLUDED, UNCREDITED FOR NOW CUZ IM NOT ASKING FOR PERMISSION FIRST. IF I GET ASKED TO REMOVE THEIR WORK, I WILL. UNTIL THEN, ENJOY.
LIKE SO....
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Immortal Love
Somewhere there is a sanctuary from the storm
In your arms in the darkness safe from the cold outside
I can kiss you until morning tasting the sweet salt of your flesh
Roaming your curvaceous body like the wilderness
Lost and alone at night under a full moon
I will learn how your soft body yields to my touch
How you moan and sigh to my wicked thrusts
Living a lifetime in a few hours as the black yields to day
Forging memories that refuse to die
Living on undead
Within a graveyard of my mind
Immortal love
Unbound by space or time.
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Double barrel shot em
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Posted:Apr 7, 2016 9:50 pm
Last Updated:Apr 9, 2016 12:29 am 106151 Views
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Since I'm a day behind in my Natl Poetry Month self challenge, it's a twofer.
I remember why I don't go on face book.
Snuck on just to LIKE a friend's page.
It showed up on my wall
Out da woodwork peeps crawled
Ive been trapped there the past 2 days.
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You have some ideas that suit me just fine
But they don't translate neatly to boxes online.
Flexible is perfect, come along for the ride.
Agreed exploration can't be ruled DOMacide.
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Brain Games and mind drains
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Posted:Apr 6, 2016 12:41 am
Last Updated:Apr 8, 2016 11:51 pm 112545 Views
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Do you wonder where we'll be,
What we'll do or who we'll see?
Do you rest in peaceful sleep,
Or must you always, a night watch keep?
Do you work best on fad foods like wheatgerm and chai
It may be news for science, but 'they say' is not 'I'.
Do you remember that time that I tried......?
Yeah, we'll avoid that thought
this conversation just died.
It's 3am, I'm eating shrimp chips and blogging poetry at a alternative sex site. Having a bit of a talk with my brain seemed like a rather good idea!
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APRIL IS NATL POETRY MONTH IN THE US/CA SO IM WRITING A POEM A DAY, HAND IN HAND WITH PULLING A POEM FROM A DIFF AUTHOR EACH DAY COMPLIMENTS OF MY LOCAL LIBRARY.
AS A SALUTE TO THOSE WHO DO IT SO WELL, A SLICE OF GENUS FROM OTHER ALT BLOGGERS WILL BE INCLUDED, UNCREDITED FOR NOW CUZ IM NOT ASKING FOR PERMISSION FIRST. IF I GET ASKED TO REMOVE THEIR WORK, I WILL. UNTIL THEN, ENJOY.
LIKE SO....
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BLUE ON BLUE
Blue on blue
before my eyes
ocean view
on all my sides
her graceful laps
caress the shores
her salty breath
fill my oars
morning new
on golden day
skies of blue
the gentle bay
the blazing sun
will soon arise
I waken to
the seagulls cries
simple meal
I will partake
grateful zeal
my time I take
I am in love
her Majesty
we are as one
my girl the sea
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Major fail
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Posted:Apr 3, 2016 12:11 am
Last Updated:Apr 6, 2016 12:08 am 103182 Views
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Failure is an option
In thought,
In word
In deed
Failure is an option
For what we want
And what we need
Failure isn't pretty
Looking outside from within
But failure is THE reason
We want to try again.
FAILURE FOR THE WIN!
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APRIL IS NATL POETRY MONTH IN THE US/CA SO IM WRITING A POEM A DAY, HAND IN HAND WITH PULLING A POEM FROM A DIFF AUTHOR EACH DAY COMPLIMENTS OF MY LOCAL LIBRARY.
AS A SALUTE TO THOSE WHO DO IT SO WELL, A SLICE OF GENIUS FROM OTHER ALT BLOGGERS WILL BE INCLUDED, UNCREDITED FOR NOW CUZ IM NOT ASKING FOR PERMISSION FIRST. IF I GET ASKED TO REMOVE THEIR WORK, I WILL. UNTIL THEN, ENJOY.
LIKE SO....
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By Light of Day
By light of day, as we wake to see our way
the night's rest purging sins from our souls
refreshed and giving hope for a better day
we resume our paths, as we dig more holes.
By light of day, as we eat, work and play
go on our way smiling, dancing like clowns
passing time with words and efforts to weigh
we build the day, only to end up with frowns.
By evening light, as we recoup in disarray
with memories, dark and light, we do stare
thinking on tomorrows, come what may
we dream and hope of a future with flair.
By nightfall, weary, blessed to sleep in peace
retiring to dreams, the mind and soul to keep
hearts filled with wishes for a life of caprice
we sleep to once again wake, no more to weep.
By light of day, another day brings sweet focus
reaching higher to set goals on our path to stay
building on the past, as efforts bring us to locus
we dig no more holes, as we better learn our way.
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Dram O Mine
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Posted:Apr 1, 2016 11:33 am
Last Updated:Aug 10, 2018 11:11 pm 101540 Views
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When filling up
A special cup
Don't over do it
Just a finger of proof, yet
The middle one for me is keen
Cuz after all these shots,
I need Dramamine!
Happy April, fools!
<------*begging a pardon for a spectacularly bad start to National Poetry month*
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Honestly, why. Why why, why wwwhhhyyyy
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Posted:Mar 28, 2016 4:43 pm
Last Updated:Mar 31, 2016 4:56 pm 103514 Views
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do male type grown people wanna get me bitching?
Well, me and anyone else, but of course, I care most about how irritated it makes me!
Why?
That I know of, women don't do this after age 25. Do they?
* harrumphs *
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The 6,347,852 wonder of the modern world
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Posted:Mar 25, 2016 8:21 pm
Last Updated:Apr 14, 2016 11:45 pm 117887 Views
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Sometimes, I wonder.....
....if I really was a butterfly in a previous life
....why men look so much better in short skirts than women do
....why PAZ dyed Easter eggs taste so much better than plain old hard boiled eggs
....if I'm getting better or worse with age
....if the people I love know just how much and how deeply
....if I will make it through all 30 days of April, Natl poetry month so a poem a day, without throwing in the towel
....how come people with many choices are the least fulfilled
....if tap dancing will ever make a comeback
....how good or bad it feels to have someone like you for who You're not
....if anyone else works as hard to differentiate and clarify what goes on in their mind vs what is happening in their brain
....wishes they could talk like someone else at least once a week
....how many months it would take before they stopped doing so
....why I wonder what I wonder when I wonder it instead of just doing something else.
The end.
What?! You were expecting something NASA approved and not so out there?
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