edgarblythe
 
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Reply Mon 22 Sep, 2003 05:10 am
Bring me your red lips, baby
Bring 'em right here to my face
Bring me your lithe hips baby
Bring 'em right here to their place
We gonna dance now, baby
Real slow until we take up the pace
Gonna end the verse for the people baby
But our dance gonna go on til the break of day
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jjorge
 
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Reply Mon 22 Sep, 2003 08:30 am
edgarblythe wrote:
Death came with gentle jaws
And stealth into the room
Soon leaving on padded paws
Reeking the spell of doom



I LIKE this one Edgar.

PS a belated Happy Birthday
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jjorge
 
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Reply Mon 22 Sep, 2003 08:42 am
oops ...just noticed your posting of today Edgar.

If you don't mind a friendly opinion, I think you should work a little more on the last line. It's a little jarring after the rythmic baby/face, baby/place, baby/pace, to end on 'day'.

Having said that, I really LOVE the poem!...it's fun and sexy.
The next to last line is especially delightful.
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Mon 22 Sep, 2003 11:31 am
jjorge
When I write 'em quick they are not intended to be polished works. The better ones are being saved to be improved on one day - Most are just throw aways.
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Diane
 
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Reply Mon 22 Sep, 2003 08:53 pm
A missed birthday is no big deal
Unless it's Edgar's, then bells should peal
And celebrations start to swirl
For a poet's birth makes all the world
A better place in which to live
With truth and love for all to give.

Sorry I missed your birthday Edgar. Lately it has become more and more apparent that poetry and gentleness and love are all the really matter. So glad you were born to make this world a better place.
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Mon 22 Sep, 2003 09:02 pm
Diane
Your lovely poem makes me say the same about you. I agree with your words about poetry and love - more and more, the older I get.
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Diane
 
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Reply Mon 22 Sep, 2003 10:06 pm
Edgar, age does seem to be a lovely mellower.
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Tue 23 Sep, 2003 05:03 am
I awoke in the blue morning,
The neighborhood still as a painting,
Where I walked in the cool dawning.
Silver lights and moon droppings,
Slipping through clouds' lacy awning;
Smattering dew and icy toppings:
Season's change at last a-borning
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Rose
 
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Reply Tue 23 Sep, 2003 08:02 pm
Good evening edgarblythe,
From reading the largest part of this and other topics of yours... I learn you are a true poet.
Your work is very personal, and I like that.
The good, the bad and the ugly - is a time-worn critique of life already used... however, the spirit of your work demonstrates just that.
What ever the day brings- you relate, or extrapolate, or.... even exaggerate- Smile .

Whatever you write you do so with adherence to honesty to self, and tactful transfer. Thanks. I like it.
Mind if I do a poem here sometime?
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Tue 23 Sep, 2003 09:10 pm
Rose, you is welcome to post on this thread all you like. I thank you for your kindness and for your interest. This is just a fun enterprise, with no race to be won and the big reward the pleasure of sharing a few verses among friends.
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Wed 24 Sep, 2003 05:00 am
Those carbon chunks you have murdered mountains for
Dance their buffalo dance, pray at the temple;
The consequences you extort:
The body is slain by the pimple.
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cavfancier
 
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Reply Wed 24 Sep, 2003 09:01 am
Beeeeeppppp...testing 1, 2
3 days now
the fire alarms
Beeeepppp....testing 1, 2
every 15 seconds
give or take a few
all day
you would think
that those who collect
our rent
would want us to stay...
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Wed 24 Sep, 2003 11:01 am
he he
good one
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cavfancier
 
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Reply Wed 24 Sep, 2003 11:37 am
Still going....still contemplating moving....Smile
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Thu 25 Sep, 2003 04:52 am
Spread these cheese
Whiz sandwiches
I am going to market
Spread these cheese
Whiz sandwiches
I will be out of pocket
If Marty comes in here
Feed 'im these.
He's fond of cheese
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cavfancier
 
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Reply Thu 25 Sep, 2003 06:22 am
While Victoria sits, unamused
Rasputin pilfers all the booze.
"Czarina's very fond of gin,
perhaps with this, her heart I'll win!"
Czarina is a tad perplexed...
"What is this jug with XXX?"
"The finest gin from England, mum."
"Rasputin, you are really dumb...
Vodka is my drink, you ninny,
I'm Russian, arsewipe, not a ginny!"
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BumbleBeeBoogie
 
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Reply Thu 25 Sep, 2003 09:23 am
Cav
Cav

Laughing Laughing Laughing Laughing Laughing Laughing Laughing

BBB
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Rose
 
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Reply Thu 25 Sep, 2003 05:40 pm
That olive floating in the glass
Is what I'll have the very last.




(Yes cav, Laughing Laughing Laughing )
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cavfancier
 
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Reply Thu 25 Sep, 2003 05:56 pm
Laughing thanks! I was in an Ogden Nash mood this morning.
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Fri 26 Sep, 2003 04:49 am
I'm in a 50s rock mood.

When he said Let there be light
God didn't know about my Lady Midnight
He didn't know
About Rock 'N' Roll
Cruising in my car I'm out of control

(chorus)
Lady Midnight
Went out of my sight
I went looking for her late last night
Lady Midnight
She gave me a fright
Ever since then ain't nothing been right

When he said Let there be night
God set a place for my Lady Midnight
He set a place for the Rock 'N' Roll
And cruising in my car out of control

(repeat chorus)
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