This is how I shot – If The Trees Could Talk I took …
You could not walk away / and close the door behind you / but you did walk away… / without even asking / or smiling / or cursing….
You could not walk away / and close the door behind you / but you did walk away… / without even asking / or smiling / or cursing….
I pass it to you
If I could….
NSFW
pen me a poem / sing me a song / spin me a tale / and write me a wrong…
One of those feelings / that begins to flow / stirring you from sleep / after midnight / ya know? it happens sometimes…
Love Dreams Hope
The Burning Desire and Passion of Love
All of you olive eating, / wine supping angst monkeys / let me buy you some cheese All you wrist slitting, / foul mouthed suicide jocke…
this is better / this is so allusive and vague that it should be HUGE / INSPIRED THE WORLD’S GREATEST LIVING WRITER / SJEM
We’re relying on him to give the world a cutting edge? / Obama could be a peace maker or peace keeper?
Add Ushna Sardar to your watchlist Common thought! Barack Obama!!
You could have pumped all your / ragged / bleeding / dark / electric / combustion / straight into me
Dedicated to Tall Man…wherever he is, wherever he went. Idiot. Fool. You lose. I take comfort in the fact that he will never read this.
but blink and / you miss it / pause and / its past
As I was sitting soaking in the stunning beauty of Roxylust’s latest additon to her portfolio, sun setting at 4 p.m., some words began to float across my mind and waft in front of my eyes. So, I scribbled them down on a piece of paper. / I just hope they do justice to her wonderful work. Thank you Roxy.
If time could just stop for just one moment…........
take my hand and run with my heart
a dream that has found the light again
You left your horizon to lay with me / in manmade blankets on manmade pillows / bubbled over and reeking our manmade emotions.
To have finally held you, / to have been engulfed inside your arms, / that first kiss-lips so soft-in the airport parking lot. The wor…
A rumination of how allowing oneself to step outside of one’s comfort zone and allow life, specifically the life of another, to confront an other devoid of familiar tropes, illusions of freedom, and our myriad defenses. Long live jumping in head first.
have you ever went days without food? long seemingly ceaseless nights / as you hear the rumble / (like thunder in small ears) of bellie…
This is a subject close to my heart. No one should have to go hungry, but to say that does not feed them. To lament it does not either which is the whole point of this poem. Action is the only way to stop it. We all can play our part in some way.
‘A searing, stretching, sadness / is pushing my insides, out: / It’s like I have no centre. / I gave that role to you / these past few months…
The poetic equivalent of ‘He’s just not that into you’, girls ;)
Tell her you love her, / reassure her / Hold her close and cuddle her / Treasure her Go see her, / no matter how far away she lives / Alw…
Only just noticed that if you take the first word from each line of last stanza/verse, you get “The Man with Respect” – how eerie is that when it was totally unintentional at the time and yet so appropriate to the piece?
I wish you could see the sadness of a business man as his livelihood goes up in flames / or that family returning home, / only to find thei…
My friend Mike talking about his job / and what it means to him. Mike also discribes / the sadness he see’s in his line of work evey day. Thanks Mike for letting me put your work up! / be safe Mike and others that are in your line of work!
I want pink lipstick / A leather skirt and high heels / Don’t give me such grief / Why don’t you understand me / How dare you jump on my song…
Lyrics to Short Shorts by The Royal Teens Ooh man, dig that crazy chick. / Who wears short shorts / We wear short shorts / They’re such short shorts / We like short shorts / Who wears short shorts / We wear short shorts (well maybe I do understand why she lost it after all…..) / song
you don’t have to be scared like me…
A lonely figure of a woman / Dressed in snowy feathers of white / Swooping, skirt swirling / Flying free and / Graceful as a swan, / Fleeting…
I was inspired to write this from a song in Spanish sung by Alex Ubago. The name of the song is “Aunque No Te Pueda Ver”. (Even If I Can’t See You”. There is another country song almost with the same theme. I forgot the name of the song and the singer. I also saw for the first time “Blades of Glory” last night which had to do with figure skating and the beauty of it, though it was also a comedy.I started this writing at about 1:00 a.m. and finished about three, but since I am having problems with my p.c. was able to post it at 7:45.
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