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30-08-2016, 09:21 AM
RE: Poets' Corner
Psychopathic Love

Ed Gein and his brother
Were told by their mother
That no woman could love them but her

When his brother tried to leave
His skull Ed did cleave
And the family kept whole, as it were


Don't let those gnomes and their illusions get you down. They're just gnomes and illusions.

--Jake the Dog, Adventure Time

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30-08-2016, 07:20 PM
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D:
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Swing with me a while, we can listen to the birds call, we can keep each other warm.
Swing with me forever, we can count up every flower, we can weather every storm.
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30-08-2016, 07:43 PM
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(30-08-2016 07:20 PM)Losty Wrote:  D:
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I know, I know ....

Don't let those gnomes and their illusions get you down. They're just gnomes and illusions.

--Jake the Dog, Adventure Time

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05-09-2016, 12:43 PM
RE: Poets' Corner
For Momsurroundedbyboys; the inspiration.

Letting Go.

This is life
A day at the beach.

Rolling sounds
Tickling sands
Whispering air
The sun yawns and blushes.

Generations have played, play still
on this bleached bronze sand.


They are all there
tethered by invisible ropes.

Chloe, carefree, carelessly
cratering nature's grand design
sand-signing
sand-mining:
I Heart grandma

Mom
Dad
relaxed and alert
fussing
lotioning
motioning "off the waves!"
waving off the wasps
staving off the sun stroke
from Chloe and grandma.

And grandma has found a place to rest
Beechwood beach wood
A driftwood raft

"A sandwich?"
"I'm alright, dear."

"Is she safe there?"
"She'll be fine
she's holding the rope."

Time and ocean
motion the driftwood
shuffle the sand
from rough to smooth
from large to small
from age to age.

Grandma's eyes close.

She drifts.

"Mom?"
"Yes dear?"

"Why did grandma let go of her rope?"


"Because darling ...

because she was ready."



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05-09-2016, 01:16 PM
RE: Poets' Corner
(05-09-2016 12:43 PM)DLJ Wrote:  For Momsurroundedbyboys; the inspiration.

Letting Go.

This is life
A day at the beach.

Rolling sounds
Tickling sands
Whispering air
The sun yawns and blushes.

Generations have played, play still
on this bleached bronze sand.


They are all there
tethered by invisible ropes.

Chloe, carefree, carelessly
cratering nature's grand design
sand-signing
sand-mining:
I Heart grandma

Mom
Dad
relaxed and alert
fussing
lotioning
motioning "off the waves!"
waving off the wasps
staving off the sun stroke
from Chloe and grandma.

And grandma has found a place to rest
Beechwood beach wood
A driftwood raft

"A sandwich?"
"I'm alright, dear."

"Is she safe there?"
"She'll be fine
she's holding the rope."

Time and ocean
motion the driftwood
shuffle the sand
from rough to smooth
from large to small
from age to age.

Grandma's eyes close.

She drifts.

"Mom?"
"Yes dear?"

"Why did grandma let go of her rope?"


"Because darling ...

because she was ready to."



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Lovely. Beautiful.

I love you!


But as if to knock me down, reality came around
And without so much as a mere touch, cut me into little pieces

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14-10-2016, 10:57 AM
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It is not mine but tiday I loved it.


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04-12-2016, 09:30 PM
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Wrote this the other night. Currently going through an existential crisis lol


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20-12-2016, 12:49 PM
RE: Poets' Corner
Want

I want to dream of a night
non-ending
I want to dream of a meaning
less condescending
I want pieces of a world
I can assemble into a whole
And I want to know you
all of you
and not the lies you have told

I want to drink deeply
of the non-empty sky
I want to chase
and never catch
I want to run
and never hide
I want to seek
and never find
I want to remain
I want to become
nearer to you
and further from me

I want to be that place
that doubt never touched
Where the sun shines in earnest
and night is a memory that I have long forgotten

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21-12-2016, 09:48 AM
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I have not written in more than a decade, and never poetry. I hesitate to post up my first attempt, inspired by my diet woes.
Maybe I can bounce it off somebody? I can toss it in here, it is just a bunch of couplets. I had to look that term up Blush
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21-12-2016, 10:50 AM
RE: Poets' Corner
(21-12-2016 09:48 AM)skyking Wrote:  I have not written in more than a decade, and never poetry. I hesitate to post up my first attempt, inspired by my diet woes.
Maybe I can bounce it off somebody? I can toss it in here, it is just a bunch of couplets. I had to look that term up Blush

Go ahead and post away. Have ya seen my Horrible Poems thread? Tongue I am sure they can't be worse than mine Big Grin
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