Reply Sat 6 Dec, 2008 09:02 pm
Peace. I think. Dunno. Perhaps. But.
Houston, we have ambiguity. Never certainty,
Failing one bright event. (not even then, perhaps.)
But how would my behaviour change?

Not prone to social entomology
Or craving Love in some generic sense.
Still, I find uncertainty shakes me.
But - I have my dreams in recompense.

The yes/no nature of my grasp of being,
Those many sources of complexity
Pull out the rug and leave me tottering
Not knowing what to think, or what I see.

I choose to think that I am sane and lucid.
I choose to feed composure with those dreams.
I choose to try to put the tears behind me.
I choose to think that seems is as it seems.
Reply Sat 6 Dec, 2008 09:08 pm
I like this one, Spike...
Reply Sat 6 Dec, 2008 11:39 pm
Thank you, Rockhead. Smile .

I'll never aspire to poetry per. se. but it's amazing how rhyme and rhythm help when you're getting it off your chest.
Reply Thu 18 Dec, 2008 07:21 pm
Ya gotta have some fun, occasionally.

The man I love
Loves flashy blondes,
With princess complexes.

I can do well dressed.
Elegant, even,
At a pinch.

But I wouldn't flash
If you put 10,000v through me.
(As they say in the classics)

And I NEVER princess.

Reply Sat 10 Jan, 2009 07:25 am
I love a man
With whom I am probably
Not destined to be.

That thought fills me with despair.

A bond so strong it is almost palpable-
At least to me.

Invisible bungy
Leaving my chest
To wend its way
To an unknown location
To circle a man
Whose souls calls to me
But I don't really know from Adam.

The knowledge that
That bond is formed
From scraps of light
And wisps of fog
And cobweb arcs
Ans chunks of night
Should make me fear.

My future shrouded
I should squirm
And toss and turn
And greet and groan,
But I will draw
My greatest height.
My spine held firm.
My strength grown more.

And should it come
That I can know
My utmost fate
I'll take my lumps
Or quietly grin
And hold him tight.
Reply Sat 10 Jan, 2009 07:34 am
what is love?
like a white dove?
sex without a glove?
children of course duh
have a son, eyes lit up, get home bills not caught up
angry yelling swearing cheating scheming leaving

Reply Sun 11 Jan, 2009 05:00 pm
Thanks for posting this piece OGIONIK, I like it, a lot.
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Reply Wed 14 Jan, 2009 04:47 pm
I always liked the game
of love
I thought I played
it well

Until one day
the sonofabitch
forget my name
and I
said go to
Reply Wed 14 Jan, 2009 05:44 pm

Love it! Very Happy
Reply Fri 23 Jan, 2009 05:31 pm
I love a sunburnt country, too.
I know just how she felt.
Her words infused my childhood
And they left a wondrous welt.

The awe inspired by green and gold,
By ochre, blue and sand,
Goes to the bone in those who love
MacKellar's wide brown land.
Reply Sun 8 Feb, 2009 01:13 am
I love a man to whom I am, very likely,
Not Suited.

Were I to have that chance,
To get up close,
It would probably fall out
(as many couples find)
That we would not last 6 months.
And I would die.

Not entirely rhetoric.
I doubt my capacity to live
Without a heart of some decsription,
And what's-his-face would have mine.

Not capable of falling in love half-arsed
I hardly ever do it.
I remember why.

I tend to give my all
To people who can suck all the joy
Out of any situation,
Have a strong sense of their own needs,
And getting them met.

That leaves not a lot of room for me.

But still, I wouldn't have it
Any other way.
To give but half would be just
Another form of misery.
Defensive, fearful, not quite whole.
But gifting what you have
Has the potential for glory.
Reply Mon 9 Feb, 2009 11:37 am
<hey Spike... good to see you here - hoping all is OK with you DownUnder and you're not in the line of fire - thinking about you - take care hun x)
Reply Tue 10 Feb, 2009 03:16 am
Thank You Izzie, it's good to hear your "voice".

I'm OK. Well away from it. It's hard to think about those who aren't.
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Reply Sat 14 Feb, 2009 04:11 pm
V-Day geez it hurts when your single
Mumble on how to be with someone special
Big trouble
Shes taken away
Sittin here, writin and pray
how stupid was i in da first place
Shouldve ask her few dayz away
Or she'll still b mine
Now its another day
Suns gonna shine
Tryin to forget all da lies
Rememberin shy is a crime
So next time, see a chillie
Just go straight and ask her to be your lady
Yup! Its gonna be fine

hahaha random stuff Smile
Reply Sat 14 Feb, 2009 07:42 pm
I like your "random stuff".

I t Smile hink it helps to sort it, and as someone said on another thread "Better out than in!"
Reply Sat 14 Feb, 2009 07:49 pm
<waves to Spike - love to you hun>
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Reply Sat 14 Feb, 2009 07:50 pm
lol tx im just savorin my love life so im digging love poetry now
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Reply Sat 14 Feb, 2009 08:13 pm
Kristie, Olivia ma first 2 loves
ill alwayz cherish all the time we had
reminiscin da past
dropped ma tear when your eyes blurrin
cant just be an outsider when i see you were teasin
wishin to be a sword or a shield
protectin you from entanglement
livin in bweildement
new love
old love
tough choice for me
one treatin me with a dire responsibly care
one givin me a feelin like ma heart is fallin from an uncountable stair
wat should i do
new love or old love
god its so tough
Reply Wed 18 Feb, 2009 12:23 am
shy girl shy girl
the type of girl that hard to flirt
she call me jerk when i act clown
talk like Ahow got call a thug
try ask her out
try not to hit
she is a chick that is so nice
cannot tell lies like im in church
give her a hug she'll back out
i am so drowned in this big mud
guess only choice is be like slug
sidle our love till it explode

omg lol this make no sense
Reply Thu 19 Feb, 2009 12:49 pm
though I was grown, thought I had learned
said I had seen how tiny things bring you down to your knees
consequences, the pain, complications
to keep something inside, to fall and lose your pride
to love another girl, want her on your side
one look and see the future, life and your bride

what am I to do, who am I to tell
thought I was a man when I woke I had fell
loving her lips, curves, even her smell
got me sprung, could have followed her to hell
she’s been through stuff, cant trust a man
sex change? wanna be more than a fan
it was just a line, I’m going mad
to make her smile, the first on my plan

in her smile I can see the signs
touched her hand, just a ring she could be mine
my whole future written on her palms
what a man to do to get you to dine
who do I tell to make that heart mine

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