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    Posted: Mar 08 2015 at 12:10am

Feet

 

 

 

only got one life

and only ever had one wife

and yes she is enough

but

 

in this world

whether peaceful or kind

if  a little passive but sublime

all I need is to eat

and for that I don't need to stand on my feet

 

if I'd only dare

and showed how much I care

and no that's not enough

but

 

in the world

the reality is bloodied and there is fire

if there is an overkill but a reward real

all I need to do is kill

so for that I don't need to stand on my feet

 

but I don't need money

and I don't want power

don't even desire to civilize

I just want her body

and for that I don't need to stand on my feet

 

why was I even born with feet?

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  That


It took some time like a new world begining
But the feeling of a new sun feels good
Because the pain has gone
Now this old earthly being feels only the inescapable gravity
Of growing old 
But comforted I see my work at its peak
Though it is a secret I will  keep


I am better.
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Nut

With the taste of a peanut in my mouth.
I find the moment to say I love you -
then I retreat behind a sip of wine;
you look at me and run a fingertip to the top button on your blouse.
And the love I have made to you in my mind sends its message
to the parts of me taking most notice.
It might have needed wine to make the moment;
but not the nut that suddenly lodged in your throat,
but my strength saw to that ;
at least we were close and closer still.



Somewhat sickening but amazingly beautiful



we watched her swim toward the polar bears
to see if she might live to tell the tale
to understand how someone fails
to get it
we saw the anger arise
we heard her cries
her intentions hand in hand with foolishness
she dies
to understand her courage
is to step into the muddled mind
that leaks through her wounds
and not squirm like a coward
but to see if one might want to repeat this tale
to understand just how someone fails
to get it
 

Not a bad lady ( but)

 

 

 

 

your story not worthy of a badly written book
but you can cook
and listenable the stories mostly true - a chefs special with a surprise or two
a game not to work takes money honey
so look out blue (as if he`s a newborn) she keeps inside whats coming to you
but to the bar and a drive in a dashing car because life is sexy and things are okay thus far
but what of the future without a penny saved
and what of the man left behind
never unkind
sentenced to wait...and a very long wait to
you got an escape
but his money you crave
so divorce him!
but for love or money you are not a slave, huh?
and we believe we have heard that said before
everyone is tasked in this life to protect their hearts but others need go to their core
and you are one of them
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burning
 
 
 
as if their lips did not move
but i heard them 
and i chewed what i had heard until its death
but back it came like a ghost
shaking chains in my mind throughout my day
did they really say that?
was it meant to hurt?
if only i had not slowed to listen
to the ghosts in corridors
behind doors
making my soul itch
now nervous in conversation I think i might give away a twitch
as they pour back into themselves the pleasure
of seeing what they are doing to me
I hate them with heart
I kill them in my mind
how dare they!
shrug their shoulders and walk away
they show me their backs......
those crooks stealing me from the stage
into a dim light
declaring me an also ran in the daily race
my wish is my fist aiming to leave an impression

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Fetish

She is silent in her swishy dress
Though the room is at full scream
Her step is gentle as if upon my forehead
Her feet tremble while she obeys my sordid request
but the room knows best
The power will never be greater, a power she has
yet there is distress in her face
this pretty girls life so benign
She would be wise to be careful
She fell into mine
My language grew course
My voice hoarse
Her eyes hid behind her hot eyelids
and though gory I am in glory
Her balance gave in
and now the fun begins

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Thank you Linz for your Soulful Planet poem and your Wasps to Ca citrus affair.

I'm still reading, even though I've been away for awhile.

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Archibald sit with me


I had hoped you would lose that Kevin Spacey-ness about you
That contrived mean streak
Even that "quiet the generous hero" in a "somewhat off the wall spectacular"
I want you
I had hopes
Things looked promising
The years of the pool player with the Tom Cruise flash in the eye had died.
And the strobe lights and the excessiveness or your Olympian sexual appetite
eased off
God being young was everything!
Not only for you but me too !
I don`t regret a thing
I `d follow you across deserts sand again and again
I refuse to pull at my hair
Be my Cary Grant if you must!
My hair is grey and much of yours is to
and its a tiresome task to paint this house
But its what we have and what we have made nice around us
Just set those ships in your imagination free
and sit back with me.........





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Thank You ( and now to my death in New Mexico)



A room booked
At a motel some distance away
In a town that seemed lonely and quiet
Somewhere on the edge of the map
I had some clothes pressed and ready
Some business to complete
I tidied my bureau
Then retired early to get some sleep
The morning came round , no different
I placed a rope into a bag
Saying good bye to a neighbor passing by
Did not change his facial expression
One look of complete disinterest yet polite in manner
I thought I might drive but I had booked a flight
I wondered what would happen to the house
But I didn't`t look back
This air about it still filled with a sense of restriction
Eyes ahead  and my mind on my conviction
I thought about my employers face
and how it had changed from old to young
and then younger still
I considered how much I had saved
and how I had saved up my pleasures
Until it was too late
Where had my expensive furniture got me
Years of sharpened pencils at the ready
Where had my secretarys smile gone
I wondered once if she ever saw us together and forever young
Blessed be that old grey building in those fields of steely eyed men and their
monetized love
How jazz music mimicked the world as I saw it.
So I turned up my radio to loud
What was anyone going to say to a man
on his way to a quiet place
in a reasonable way  to put an end to his despair........  







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Before


Before I was born I could fly
I would stretch out my wings and glide
Before I saw the light of day
The webbing on my feet would propel me far enough
Before I was born I heard the beat
It woke me promptly and rocked me to sleep
Before I was born I was not pretty
But as beautiful as life
Then I felt like I needed a bigger place
And from my mothers belly
I was born
and I was surprised how limited I had become
But for my mothers attention.......... 
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   be still in deaths cold breath



don`t cut me down
this is the way it ends
you stole my gold
and soured my soul
look at your writing
its so like mine
just like this noose
its emptied my lungs and is calling to my heart
what is the reason
this tree is old and the day is cold
and I would not care if I had no clothes
but a pair of shoes to get somewhere
would have been fair
but not this noose






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 Two pounds of rice or anything..........Its about a middle aged guy who might not be a good bet........he has fantasies unrestricted by consequence like a certain NYPD police officer.

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I am wailing


I am wailing
So much to cry about
I am Wailing
In the streets little children shout
I am wailing
Though I am sure they don`t understand
I am wailing
They sense they are not living in the promised land
I am wailing
So many things to put right
I am wailing
It keeps me awake at night
I am wailing
Door got kicked open and gave me an awful fright
I am wailing
Those men in black have no sense of humor ( No not these ones!)
I am wailing
They beat me like I had on my armor
I am wailing
They did not stop to ask my name
I am wailing
But you wont read about my case on Wikipedia
I am wailing
I am wailing
I am wailing
Power gone to their heads
They have a mean way to earn their dreads
Wish they would have stopped to ask me my name
Now from their hands my blood runs down the drain
I am wailing
I am wailing
I am wailing
But you wont read about my case on Wikipedia
Its okay for there are many more of me and we will win! ( We are not like them!)
I am wailing















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how


how sweet is a day
if picked when it should be
if not let to die
ripe and enjoyable

how near to your heart
is mine inside my chest
if not set free to die
beating and audible

how dear is a pianists fingers
if touching every key to the clue of me
if  not let go to lie
tampering with and tempering

how do you dare
if picked to play
if asked to cry
prompted or lead this way

 

 
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Hang up !


its me again
its late
i just thought i should call
hope I did not wake you
guess thats beside the point
i need to put the chunks back
did you clean your teeth
thats what it felt like
yeah i get all dramatic
hang on i have some more coins
there !
ask me over for a cup of tea
there is so much to say
i wish i had not drunk that last drink
how do you keep straight thoughts inside your head
at times like these?
okay this is not the first time
it takes one foot wrong
and i never could sit still
i was ugly
I was angry
I felt betrayed
there was something about you that brought things together
I know you trusted me
i messed it up
didn`t I ?
your lovely
your great in bed
your.......Hey?

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The Soulfulplanet

Here come warmer days
Days embraced
Every minute gentle
No time to waste

Here we are strung together
Falling in love forever
From the Golden Gate to Hudson Bay
Hanging on to every word

All flights high above
No hotel room
Love the night, morning
and afternoon
Singing from our souls

Here on a branch upon
a fruitful tree
There is something greater
than you or I
We are what we achieve
On this Soulfulplanet

Here excitement filled to
the brim
Made with paint, song or
flowers
Perfect compliment to the hours
To make our art empower

Here comes our Soulfulplanet......

     


Send in the wasps

Hungry little fellows
From afar
How exactly did they get here
In some kind of jar
Come save our Californian fruit from an alien brute
Our Vitamin C is at stake
I need my morning juice
I make Lemon pie
No! Citrus fruit must not die

Send in the Wasps
The threat is not fake
Our children need goodness
That is not found in cake.... alone.
Even trying to spell the pesky pests name is driving me insane
Send in the Wasps from a far off Asian land....to repair the damage of another of man's mistakes.



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Thanks Linz.

Here's the link to "Ethos". 2 pound bags of rice on the other hand... I don't know.   



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Do they sell rice in 2lb bags?



the lingering smell of life
though i drift through it
like nipping down to the kitchen at night
nobody knows, a pity nobody cares
because nobody else lives here

my kingdom a bedsit but a gentlemans
use to hardly any space
you see i did my time and got good at doing it
but I was not so skilled at crime

they gave me a job pushing a broom
but that's okay it gives one time to create
the fakery in my imaginative mind
I work down the street from a very fine bakery

in good time I bought a car
never drove it far
found out how to pick up a girl
i`d take'em for a spin with my head in a whirl

"to me!" was my usual toast
"to us" always sounded nice
i could cook her a dinner
just buy a 2lb bag of rice

rose this morning realizing i had slept in my vest
and i have grey hair on my chest
here is trouble with stubble
silly old fool thinking out of school

someday and somehow i`ll change
buy a new shirt
a squirt of a nice fragrance
might even find patience for other people

I miss my youth
on these cold rainy days of my life
But in mind we are forever young
and she is still out there
worth the find

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The only thrill in this small town


She said its time it stopped
Packed up her make up
Then she left the shop
Don`t know if she was ever seen again

He got pictures of her on his wall
His parents minds did not blow
At least he is straight
Don`t know if he remained that way

Daddy drove to work at 0725 every day
Then one day he did not come home
Mother said he had died
Don`t know if she prefers that story even today

They say a squirrel knocked the power out
And 17 miners did not get home that day
"I don`t believe" I heard a firefighter say
Don`t think the papers were able to say

A woman many loved was found slain
I ran home that day
To make sure my mother was safe
Don`t know how the womans killer escaped

They sent a man to the moon
The reason like the logic is kept in someone`s pocket
So excited I could hardly keep my feet on the ground
I always thought of it as a cold place
don`t know if the killer in me deserved to be sent there to






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Psychedelic relic
    
 

I am most certainly a leftover
from what was a simpler time
When there was free money I was the first in line
I was the blight pushed back into the face of the working classes fight
But I marched for them and for the protest I put up a good fight
Now I just talk too much about the day Mick took a drag from my cigarette
I even owned a second hand imported Corvette..

But today I have just got to face it I am a psychedelic relic
I ended up teaching because painting houses seemed a waste of time
Well hooray in my little country at least you get to have a little say
Well hooray it took me all week to find a battery for my watch I bought in 1978
yes they are right I just have to face it I am a bit of a psychedelic relic

old psychedelic relic
old psychedelic relic
old   

I had some times, some sweet girls looked my way
Its no crime to say I had it away
oh yeah I got married and went on a cruise
Five years later she left me with a big bruise on my heart
yes she was right I shouldn`t wear my socks in bed at night and smoke a pipe because I am just an old psychedelic relic

What is this I woke up and suddenly I am 72
Watching old James Bond movies and all the way through
But to my credit and I don`t let them forget it.. I never sold out.
Not me ...go on get out of it!
I might be a  psychedelic relic still living in 1968
But I was something
and I can say I am proud to be a psychedelic relic

old psychedelic relic
old psychedelic relic
old








 
  
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