They envy us why are we loyal to each?!
why all the universe is used to betray..
satisfying people is hard to reach..
let's stay together every night and day..
and if I were struck blind..
I'm with you all the way..
I know..don't get aneurysm
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colorbook
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Sun 10 Oct, 2004 06:55 am
Navigator...that is poetry, it's beginning to take shape
Edgar, glad to see you post again; I'm always glad to read your stuff
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edgarblythe
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Sun 10 Oct, 2004 09:10 am
I never truly abandonded the thread, just was on hiatus (changing mental gears).
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uuvaaluusk
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Wed 13 Oct, 2004 12:44 pm
Beautiful verse, Edgar; I am so glad to see your writing again, if only for to-night...
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colorbook
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Thu 14 Oct, 2004 07:21 am
Edgar I miss Drom too. It looks like she paid us a quick visit :wink:
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tw14vw18
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Sat 16 Oct, 2004 05:58 pm
NOW WHAT
YOU CAME TO ME
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT
TASTED ME
CHEWED ME
AND SPIT
ME OUT
AND ON
YOU GO
TO TASTE
ANOTHER
DID I ASK FOR THE VISIT?
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stuh505
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Sat 16 Oct, 2004 06:58 pm
tonight I give it all away
the ground on which I stand for cracks
and crumbles beneath me today
I'm ready for what may come
ready to see what I become
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Joe Nation
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Sat 16 Oct, 2004 08:18 pm
hey, TW,. yeah, okay,
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cavfancier
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Sat 16 Oct, 2004 08:35 pm
A ghost that haunted me
returned in blue,
in a gentle oscillating hue
of gold.
Such a vision,
they called me old,
insane, to speak of spectres,
ahh the lectures I received.
Yet, I believed.
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willow tl
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Sat 16 Oct, 2004 09:17 pm
To some my anger may dismay
and frighten the uninitiated in the
horrors of mental or physical abuse.
To some the color red is a soothing
sunset with underlying tones of blue and gold
not a fist that has broken the skin of young lips
just wanting to me loved.
To some i am damaged and worthless and will never
be the whole person we are all meant to be.
And my struggle everyday is to find the beauty
in some who with a kind word or simple poem can
make my journey to self a little easier.
To those some, I give my heartfelt thanks and wonder
at your ability to overcome.
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colorbook
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Sat 16 Oct, 2004 09:25 pm
darkened room
cloaked in storm
Irony pacing
making harm
bumping crashing
be aware
crawling things
upon your hair
crooks and crannies
where they hide
footsteps creak
side by side
voices heard
among the dead
pull the covers way
over your head!
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willow tl
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Sat 16 Oct, 2004 09:29 pm
very nice CB
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colorbook
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Sat 16 Oct, 2004 09:41 pm
Thanks willow, I liked yours too
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stuh505
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Sat 16 Oct, 2004 10:20 pm
Quote:
darkened room
cloaked in storm
Irony pacing
making harm
bumping crashing
be aware
crawling things
upon your hair
crooks and crannies
where they hide
footsteps creak
side by side
voices heard
among the dead
pull the covers way
over your head!