don’t be fooled / I aint that woman / you think I am I may look sharp, and shiny / leaping tall buildings with that single bound / but i…
I don’t want to hate you / I just want to walk away / I don’t want to fight with you / don’t ask me to stay / I don’t want to stay around / ...
Anger Management
You look at your nails and all the things you wish to use them for.
Instead of having them drawn into my side / As they have been by my oppressors with big hairy claws…
This is about liking someone but having issues of rights, freedom, and treatment get in the way.
sometimes … just sometimes…....I like to hear a pin drop / not that the opportunity comes round much. / But when it does / I like to wai…
Something to do with decisive indecision…
This is the alchemy of love: / The seamless gathering of what is and what was / The words within the words
How high is high enough / and how far is far enough…
The only limitations we set, are the lowest expectations that we place on ourselves… Notice I didn’t look down or mention floors? ;-) Don’t look down… Strangely enough, this soft, thought on awakening this morning, was inspired by the following, wonderfully written words: Facing the wall, I tap away at the keys; feeding the illusion created by the machines. With another turn of phrase, I swirl the confusion. Spinning the vortex ever faster, wondering if a slave eventually rises to be a master… he has an incredible way of making the mundane sound mindlessly mysterious… :-)
My beautiful eyes were enticing but my slim hips and slightly curved stomach were rocking for you.
what goes around comes around
You have planted the seed / and watch it grow…
Don’t give up /
Don’’t Imitate Others, Dare To create.
Don’’t Imitate Others, Dare To create.
Shooting at my heart just right / So none can find / That moment of death
MOMENTS.. COME AND GO.. SEEMS.. LIKE.. A BUTTON GETS PUSHED AND I PANIC.. THEN WRITE AND THEN SMILE.. IN A WAY.. REVERTING BACK TO A BABYS DEMEANOR AS I AGE TO DIE (A GREAT MOVIE/STORY BY F.SCOTT FITZGERALD BENJAMAN BUTTON) .. ... ONE MINUTE LAUGHING AND ONE CRYING .. FEELS KINDA LIKE A CHAPTER THAT RAN INTO EACH OTHER..
Swift steed beneath my torso, / the one suspended on guiding legs / below loins of ‘devil may I’ / equally as passioned as my wanderlust head
A mixed form poem looking over (in slight irony) the age old “gottcha first” love malady. How He Dooms You, Dancing Part 1 (or A Different View From Breaking Heart Lane)
You got money you don’t need / You waste it on covering up / Why don’t you fix what’s behind what you see
/ I saw these eyes and I knew she was stronger than me! / and words rushed – shouting through my fingers & crashing into my keyboard! Thank you Maciej Pokora for this experience! Not every person needs saving! “Sometimes No Help is More Help than Help!” adgray 1999
But you, with your heart on your sleeve / and a child in your eyes,
when you know what you are hearing just isn’t
What do you want me to see from all this / … / Superlative inaction / .. / or / .. / leaving me with a moment that dangles / .. / like some parti…
I want to be one of the women in Lindsay Bermans female portraits.. this one depicts this poem.. how she is standing waiting for the sign from her lover.. any.. that he is thinking of her today.. Just a silly song and I love the graphics… Love Today / and the original singer.. omg.. so cute.. / love love me
I just don’t see it anymore / (snickers hahahaha) / I …. / Just / ....Don’t …..See ….. it / Its 3:21pm / A We…
I just feel like maybe I should be nothing at all ….fuck thats how I feel… like nothing….- but remember these words are coming straight from the heart…... smilez
I am a painting on the wall, / dark with age and time gone by.
Poem – just came to me after a discussion with Ender Wiggins about thoughts. See this post
My desire pales / when I think of another. / Passion-as-concept is mine. / If I don’t love, do I exist?
Just a little ruminating on love and existence.
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
Every line on my face / tells a story / one of hardship / and not one of glory. From bad luck / I now have no home / I walk the streets ...
I was inspired to write this poem after I looked at POP’s CanyonWinds image “Homeless Heart”
My hand is led away to here. / My journal. / My private place. / Without thinking, I pick up my journal. / Without thinking, I begin to writ…
I was sitting on my balcony working one night last week…...and this is what happened.
i don’t know if i’m strong enough / to catch up with my dreams…
i just don’t know. / jordan busson. 21 december 2009.
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