my heart is a broken wheel
the barrow rusts its burden
entangled vines of groping twine
sewn on leaves freewayed ants
orphan storm exposing bones
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colorbook
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Fri 15 Jul, 2005 05:42 am
where icicles touched
spider webs grow
weeds in the cracks
where there used to be snow
concealed through trees
the blue summer sky
was cast gray in winter
as a cold windy sigh
mosquitoes are biting
multiplying the heat
annoying the nighttime
as they sting and repeat
humidity drenching
slick on the skin
dreaming of cooler daysÂ…
but not winter again
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theollady
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Fri 15 Jul, 2005 09:05 am
(very GOOD, colorbook)
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theollady
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Sat 16 Jul, 2005 07:18 am
Dog days of summer
Seen thru diffused light
Hot, all through the day hours
And, yes, through the night.
Winds gently blow
Or they gale down the trees
There is no dry dirt now
The dog's full of fleas
The beetles 'birthin'
All over my beans
The tomatoes a rotting
All over my greens
I have a few melons
Jacked up from the ground
And enough sweet patooties
To make a rough mound
Now, Ill be happy for Christmas
And even a frost
At least, not be sweating
About all garden lost.
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A-glow
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Sat 16 Jul, 2005 02:13 pm
Make a short story LONG
Tell it twice, and sing a song.
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colorbook
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Sat 16 Jul, 2005 07:05 pm
Good one too, lou...I hope that's not the true condition of your garden.
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edgarblythe
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Sat 16 Jul, 2005 07:14 pm
touching voices
touching eyes
holding hearts
like a football
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colorbook
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Sat 16 Jul, 2005 09:12 pm
Great analogy edgar
simple pleasures
feel them weigh
like candy canes
on christmas day
feathered clouds
marshmallow thick
slo-poke large
upon a stick
pixie sticks
and little squirrels
winding slow
in little twirls
mary janes
and faygo pop
chocolate shake
with extra malt
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edgarblythe
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Sat 16 Jul, 2005 09:25 pm
sugar rush!
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colorbook
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Sat 16 Jul, 2005 09:33 pm
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edgarblythe
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Sun 17 Jul, 2005 07:51 am
i fight like a marshmallow in a blender
i get goo all over the bad guy
i sink like a pebble in the marshes
burrow like crayfish on jambalaya day
just remember he who runs
will never fight this or any other fray
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edgarblythe
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Mon 18 Jul, 2005 06:22 am
complacency
we got games
we're not dead yet
beer and football
complacency
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edgarblythe
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Wed 20 Jul, 2005 04:55 am
Oh who
Whose dawn at my window
Do I see
Whose bird
That chirps at my window
just for me
Through the night
Cold gray shadows
bother me
who breaks the sun
answer me
Are you God
Are you some nature's whim
Are you God
Are you some nature's whim
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aidan
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Wed 20 Jul, 2005 05:15 am
On mountaintops, is where you learn
To hold your ground, though others yearn
To see you fall, to lose it all
It's not to be - you've heard the call
You know you're strong
You know they're wrong
You know the day will not be long
When love will rule
And those sad fools
Will stand alone
And sink like stones.
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edgarblythe
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Thu 21 Jul, 2005 05:24 am
turn on the butterfly
see
it lights up the sky
like a carnival
with ferris wheels and zippers
and little kids with cotton candy
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NoNe
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Thu 21 Jul, 2005 03:20 pm
I love you more than I was ever loved,
I cherish every moment I spent with you
Thank you 4 love which baby you showed
Nothing I need in this life but you
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TheSeasAsleep
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Fri 22 Jul, 2005 12:34 am
the children slipped the noose
of mother's words, the bitter walls
of the house they ran
the wild grass to ground with bare feet and laughter
while the wind took in mouthfuls of hair
they were now nothing but skirts
and bare churning legs
racing towards the trees and the departing
sunlight but the line of trees never drew closer
and the grass attacked in waves
swallowed whole the little children
leaving only the loosened loop
of mother's words
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aidan
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Fri 22 Jul, 2005 01:21 am
hauntingly beautiful, but incredibly sad.....
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TheSeasAsleep
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Fri 22 Jul, 2005 01:40 am
How are you doing, Aidan? Thanks. It has been too long since I've written anything. I was listening to Tori Amos's "Doughnut Song" as I wrote it -- I tend to use music to jumpstart a mood/inspiration in addition to the cover of night, bwahaha!
