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Posted: Mar 02 2013 at 4:15pm

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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Posted: Mar 04 2013 at 6:55pm

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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Posted: Mar 08 2013 at 9:33pm

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Posted: Mar 11 2013 at 5:04pm

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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Posted: Mar 15 2013 at 9:41pm

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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Posted: Mar 25 2013 at 6:50pm

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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Posted: Mar 25 2013 at 8:00pm

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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Posted: Mar 25 2013 at 8:30pm

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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Posted: Mar 29 2013 at 8:48pm

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.

Mixey

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Posted: Apr 06 2013 at 4:38pm

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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Posted: Jun 18 2013 at 8:02pm

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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Posted: Sep 23 2013 at 9:37pm

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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Posted: Mar 06 2015 at 6:38am

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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