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Maul

jenks — 2010-03-11T02:39:48+01:00

Oh yes I must go maundering
To leave you to your static world
Watch me as I am sauntering
Haphazardly away from you.

I cannot do your stationary-
I must wander as I wonder
What is true? This! This is not true...
When I am far enough away
I will look back at you and mouth
My true goodbye.

I will miss you for your certainty
And rejoice that you are free of me
You know my personality was ever
A thing to maul you.
When we look back for the last time
At both relieved from the other-
We will murmur just as well...
Just as well.

I FEAR YOU

Always Willing — 2010-03-11T00:33:11+01:00

On the edge of life
The turning point
My bed's a burial ground
Thoughts of last night
You in my veins bleeding
Crimson lips frozen smile
Woman I fear you!

Walk away and don't glance
A pillar of salt you'll become
I'm a wealthy man broken
So many lovers my token
The proper properly nasty
Church girls being the worse
Woman I fear you!

Part three of the final four
This journey in loneliness
A cup of purification shared
Upon the King's bible I swear
His will noted predestined
Our state of virginity mutinies
Oh woman I fear you!

You are the weather mixed
Emotions on my pillow tricks
Lost out to sea prayers my raft
Close to death yet upon high
I speak well of you and yours
The family from which you seed
My oh my, woman I fear you!

Copyright, Always Willing
aka Nathaniel London Jr. 2010

Veil

SecretWords — 2010-03-10T23:48:08+01:00

Your eyes glow with warmth and beauty

yet so much pain

my love

take the world off your shoulders

I know the screams of the innocent keep you awake at night

that visions of horrible things happening to those you love seep through your

thoughts and your dreams

My angel,

Take solace

somewhere you can be safe

within you

Find a canopy

a sanctuary

The fact that this hurts you is something I love about you

but seeing you in this pain

shoots me in my heart

Wake up from your horrible nightmare

take it all day by day

leave the anxiety behind

Unveil that beauty that permeates your eyes

your soul

Honey,

you are already a bright spot in everyone's eye

it's time to shine in your true beauty

...I will be right there with you...

...don't be afraid...

Virginia

John-Charles Cooke — 2010-03-10T23:16:17+01:00

Sipped some wine
Took the air
Do I see you hover there?
Looked again
Half aware
No entree en matiere
Demi jour
Suggests a face
Hinting of unworldly grace
From the garden
Through the room
Float the notes of your perfume

Virginia

Through the haze
There they shone
Dulcet days of halcyon
Like your soul's
Strange delights
On your pillow
Through your nights
All a woman seeks to be
Lies within your mystery

Virginia

Shattered, Dead Body.

Head Down, Music Up — 2010-03-10T21:49:41+01:00

i wonder, when an animal looks into car headlights if it's scared?
I wonder if as the lights get closer and closer,
if its body freezes and it can't move.
If it feels powerless and stuck in a state that they can't control?
I wonder if how i feel right now,
is how that animal is feeling?
Hopeless?
Craving for safety and security?
Wanting but not receiving,
The jolt that it takes, to free yourself from that state?
That animal might have a friend,
And even though it's trying to help,
Telling it to get out the way,
It's body is so numb,
That it's friends words,
Just aren't working.
That friend may think that what they are saying,
Is helping,
And that animal might be deceiving it,
Making it think everything's ok,
But really,
Knowing deep down inside,
This car is going to hit it,
And the friend's words,
Will float meaninglessly over it's shattered, dead body.

YOUNG WOMEN FALLING IN LOVE

Always Willing — 2010-03-10T21:49:21+01:00

Depending on her date of birth
His relationship with daddy dearest
Will make or break a great wedding!
A daddy's girl learning about love

This reflects how blue the sky smiles
Stars at night glitter her night gown
Knights in shining happiness sincere
A teenage crush dreams about love

Famous rock and rollers fashion scene
Dying to be there ya know what I mean
Arriving arm in arm baby hot off the press
A young woman experiencing love

Young women falling in love
Men in love double digits their junior
What are the chances she'll firmly plant
Both feet on the ground won't recant

Young woman falling in love
Is this love or the act of falling in love
With love for the sake of Hollywood
Falling in love, lights camera action!

Her skin suicidal smooth to die for
A backside unable to truly decide
Which way is left peeking so right
He's got a honey of a killer tonight

If I had a choice the foolish winner
Would I go for hotdogs or reserve chic
Pretty wild and free life to experience
Or the always and willing glued to me

Young women falling in love
Say young fellow give me a hand
In and out her world is twice for me
Young women in love ain't my specialty

Young women falling in love
Falling in love
Falling in love
Falling in love
Young lovers ever so restless

Copyright, Always Willing JLN
aka
Nathaniel London Jr. 2010

Sadness

Head Down, Music Up — 2010-03-10T21:48:29+01:00

It kills when your dad seems sad to see you.
But what kills more,
Is when you know the reason why.
"you look just like your mum"
he tells me.
It sad when you realise,
That you get along better with your brother,
Now that you don't live with him.
It's sad when you feel like your the only one,
Trying to be happy in a shit situation.
It's sad when you finally realise,
That you being happy,
Doesn't change things like you thought it would.
It's sad, when things just don't seem to be getting any better.

Family.

Head Down, Music Up — 2010-03-10T21:47:44+01:00

i want my family back,
i want that sense of security that it brings.
i want the feeling that what i return home to,
is something happy,
something that i belong to.
Not a house the reeks of history that isn't mine.
i wear a key,
and a dolphin around my neck.
My mum and my dad, together.
It rests above my heart,
and it's the last remnants of my family.
Every morning,
Just before I open my eyes,
I wish that they will open to my room,
and be in the house that has my sense of family.
But every morning,
just before i open them,
I know it won't happen,
I know, that it will never be the same.

You and Me were ment to be

X.Nicky.X — 2010-03-10T21:35:33+01:00

You say I look pretty I disagree
If it were true you would be with me
You say I�m funny I just blush
I love it when you say hush
You say we were ment to be
I give you a kiss and you say see
When watching a movie your arm pops behind me
I move up I nearly sit on your knee
That hug you give me gives me butterflies
When you leave I just sigh
But why
Because you�re the one I love
I know you know it too
You say baby don�t cry
I say well I can�t lie
My feelings for you are true
You say and I love u too

Funny

Lawrence Beck — 2010-03-10T21:18:50+01:00

I got a call from my oldest, Johnny,
The big-shot lawyer, the one with
The yacht. He was crying. He told
Me he lost his job. He wanted to
Know if I'd spot him some cash.
I said I'd see, then I hung up and
Wondered. The world has changed,
A couple times over, since we were
His age. I wanted to laugh. When
We got out of high school, we didn't
Have college. We went to the union,
And got on the line, bolting up Chevys
It wasn't so bad, and, when we'd leave
At night, we'd see acres of cars, proof
Of our worth, a world made richer by
Things that the bunch of us numb-skulls
Had made. But that boy wanted none
Of it. He was too smart. �Nobody
Gets rich making things anymore,�
So went off to college, and law
School. He learned to move paper
For money, and kept his hands clean.
When he came to the house, he
Would act like a nobleman, turning
Down dinner, sneering at Molly and
Me, and bragging. �Just look at this
Watch. It's platinum, from
Switzerland, Dad, and my car.
Is no Chevy. It's German.� His wife
And his kids would sit, bored, in
The living room, waiting to go.
You and I, Johnny, were lucky. We
Made it to sixty at work, and went
Home with our pensions. Others
Were laid off, and, now, the plant's
Closed. Cars come from Mexico,
Parts from Japan. They don't make
A damned thing around here anymore,
But my son didn't care. He just kept
Moving paper. The country grew poor.
They cut back our pensions, and
Those who are working, well, they
Work for shit, bagging groceries or
Cleaning the homes of the rich. Finally,
Now, having eaten the people, like us,
Who had made things, and what we
Had made, all those lawyers and brokers
Have run out of food. They're consuming
Each other. Too bad for my son, but,
Johnny, I still want to laugh.

Glass Beads

William Stewart — 2010-03-10T20:43:47+01:00

When I was a child
I thought glass beads
were just as beautiful as priceless gems�
The fact that rubies were rare
to me did not make them dazzle more,
did not make them delight more.

I thought glass beads
were the stars dropped down,
tired of illuminating the sky
and seeking a place to sojourn
when the brightest star of all
outshone them.

Yes, the stars dropped down
just to make me happy.
Yes, and the fireflies of summer,
surely had frozen in the night
and congealed to amber-toned
opals and topazes.

Just to make me happy.
When I see real jewels,
the ones men commit crimes for,
I remember the time when all shiny things
seemed precious to me,
when their value lay
in their ability to inspire wonder.

When I see real jewels,
I see glass beads,
and when I see glass beads,
I see fireflies and stars
and all things that children
know are far more valuable
than rubies and diamonds.

I\'LL LET YOU SEE ME CRY

Always Willing — 2010-03-10T20:36:19+01:00

I could repeat whatever love wants to say
About my pride in a Las Vegas kind of way

Betting all odds that stand before me
Against her better judgment I close and fold

The war I fight within queen and country
Victory or defeat your heart and soul's sentry
Finally this is who I am excuse the tears I weep

I'll let you see me cry my love
Long love letters and clever talk
Fade away roses slumbering baby's breath
Disarm this shell of needing you
Baby I'll let you see me cry

I could repeat whatever love wants to say
About my pride in a Las Vegas kind of way

Betting all odds that stand before me
Against her better judgment I close and fold

Anger don't push her away, no not this time
Angels take your places a dollar to a dime
To hurt her an unforgivable crime

I'll let you see me cry my love
Long love letters and clever talk
Fade away roses slumbering baby's breath
Disarm this shell of needing you
Baby I'll let you see me cry

The man child in me
Will let you see me cry
Tenderness wants to hide
You can see me cry

I could repeat my head
Forgetting heart to heart
A crying man is still a man
So I'll let you see me cry

(I'll let you see me cry)
(Let you see me cry)
(You can see me cry)
I'll let you see me cry!

Copyright, Always Willing
aka Nathaniel London Jr. 2010

twenty years

Peter Humphreys — 2010-03-10T20:18:16+01:00

it must be
twenty years or so
since I was here

twenty years since
I held her hand
before what was to be
unbeknown to me
her longest sleep

we had talked
about our kids
and the future
without her protection
that had cost her dear

if only I had known
that those pains
in her head
no optician could solve

perhaps I could have been
quicker
more pushy
about her going
for a check-up

but she was
a free spirit
impossible to move
when her mind
was made up
her Mum's shopping
her grandson growing
big and strong
my damned typing
all came first

so here we were
her thanking me
me thanking her
hand in hand
side by side
as the light
flickered out
or did just a bit
of it transfer
to me

I lost
and found
the dearest friend
that January morning

How \"no\"thing = everything

Nils Teodor — 2010-03-10T19:57:07+01:00

This beautiful stillness

flowers into emptiness

How can this emptiness

be so full

0 + 1 = oneness

My Friends x.x

Jaydee x.x — 2010-03-10T18:01:16+01:00

My Friends Mean Everything To Me,
I Never Want To Lose You, You See,
You've Always Been There,
We've Had Laughs Everywhere,
That's Why You're My Friends.

From Being Small,
To Now Being Tall,
From the Hurt And The Pain,
To Alll Of you I've Gained,
That's Why You're My Friends.

We've Had Alots Of Giggles,
And Lots Of Tickles,
Been Confused,
And Majorly Amused,
That's Why You're My Friends.

We've Had Arguments,
We've Been To Monuments,
We've Had Hard Parts,
We've Had Some Jam Tarts,
That's Why You're My Friends.

Falling Outs,
Accure Like Around-a-bouts,
Making Friends Again Is the Best,
Because We Forget About Those Arguments Like the Rest,
That's Why You're My Friends .

x.x LOVE YOU ALL !!! x.x

Sweetheart\'s Symphony

Kathy Lockhart — 2010-03-10T17:00:15+01:00

Beneath the rose arbor
with pink petals spread upon their bed
a man and a woman entangled
encircled with wreaths upon their heads

Blue birds, curious, linger
while humming birds dart from flow'r to flow'r
butterflies soften in morning's dawning
alighting to watch from hour to hour

The dew drops are dripping, plopping
puddles of pooling pure honey
Sweethearts sleep in their fawning
cradled by a natural symphony

My Haunting Death

tobias wedin — 2010-03-10T16:37:35+01:00

Watching down on myself shivering in fetal
as I'm rapidly going through the cycle of life
From death to birth and the other way around
seeing myself rot, anguished by the strife

It seemed that my destiny
was to repeat this agony
as the reappearing image of myself dying
was breaking the core of me

The never-ending visual
of ones birth and death
Experiencing oneself
taking the last breath

It haunts to know the feeling of
when your body and soul dies
An image resurfacing
as soon as you close your eyes

last contact

alarian — 2010-03-10T16:37:16+01:00

if you conceived thoughts
out of what this guy was trying to say

maybe you should have noticed before
that he was actually battering you

untitled2

alarian — 2010-03-10T16:32:46+01:00

i am picking my rose
from a world i ignore

Literary Consumption

galateus — 2010-03-10T16:01:26+01:00

`

(well worn) blunt-edged butter knives
scrape across (brittle) landscapes
on freshly overtoasted slices of multigrain loaves

each lumpy mound of spreadable dairy
refuses to swathe evenly, amicably

momentary (paralysis) plagues
this expedition many times over
without consolation or apology

`

Angry Wizard

tobias wedin — 2010-03-10T15:36:04+01:00

Give me back my hat you dirty dirty rat
Without it I'm nothing, tell me where it's at!
I'm a wizard, a magician
spawned from cosmic coalition
with no need for a gun, my mind's my ammunition
So give me back my cap before I snap
and blow you into oblivion ZAP ZAP ZAP!
Give me back my hat you dirty dirty rat
I need it now, tell me where it's at!
You will be cursed for this intrusion
thrown into a world of illusion
Eaten by a giant ferret, pecked by thousand owls
You will slowly digest inside the devils bowels
So give me back my cap before I snap
and blow you into oblivion ZAP ZAP ZAP!

untitled

alarian — 2010-03-10T13:30:02+01:00

snails go home!

How did he die?

FrannieXxX — 2010-03-10T13:07:46+01:00

A man is found hanging in a barn 4ft from the ground. The barn is completely empty. Nothing in there at all. All there is, is a puddle of water on the floor.

How did the man hang himself?

guessed yet??

how about now??

Electrolysis

Melissa Ormond — 2010-03-10T13:00:10+01:00

Its A Bit Like Opposites
If You Get What I Mean
And I Know Its Chemistry
And Im Not Very Keen
But Ive Put This Together Hoping That Its Right
I Need To Learn It And Im Not That Bright

Electrolosysis Is The Process In Which
Electricity Comes And Is A Right Bitch
It Flows Through The Subsatances Whcih Are Ionic
And Then The Electrons Go A Bit Manic

The Positive Ions Steal The Negatives Place
And So The Negatives Copy And Steal There Base
Because Thier In Electrodes That They Are Not Supposed To Be
The Negatives Lose Ions And Fail Miserably
Then As If By Magic
There Is A Surpise
The Negative Ions Are Then Oxidised

Now I Hope That I Have Got This All Right
Or Ill Open The Test And Ill Have A Big Fight
If You Think That I Have Got This All Wrong Then Feel Free To Let Me No
And If You Think You Can Do Better Than Me,Please Do So
My New Method Of Revising Is
Wording Things In Rhymes
And Re Reading Billions Of Times

:-D

oh

Magnus Ericsson — 2010-03-10T12:31:15+01:00

oh

that hurt.

so...you are saying I should look for other women, then?

is this what you are saying to me in your subtle sublime way?

oh

you so sublime, honey

well sure, I can look for other women, you know

but you so fine and I...

oh wait

you have another man, don't you?

oh man...

noo!

well, why didn't you say so?

or you nun?

don't tell me you're nun, baby

'cause that would attract me so much I could never let you go

now tell me

darling

tell me what the hell you are

'cause I gotta go

(I'll be back though).

REM

alarian — 2010-03-10T12:29:44+01:00

You are undergoing
a REM experience
so to speak, at the end
reading should make
you dream

Personal Psychoanalysis

tobias wedin — 2010-03-10T11:22:32+01:00

Breaking up my head
collecting all my thoughts
Sorting them in piles
neat like stacks of cards

Observing their details
I need to kill my doubt
why they move around
trying to get out!

I stick them in my spider-web
to sooth them in my mist
Weaving walls around them all
denying they exist

Nothing lasts forever
sometimes my barriers are broken
And then my thoughts will run around
like crazy kids on cocain

Gather 'round, gather 'round
jump right back into my mind
All of you, every last one
leave no other thoughts behind
They might be scared or unkind
but all of you are intertwined

Annoying School Work x.x

Jaydee x.x — 2010-03-10T11:20:12+01:00

So Many Things To Do,
So Much Work To Complete,
I Don't Know About You,
But I Want To Make Ends Of This Work Meet.

This Is So Upsetting,
Seeing How Much There Is,
This Is Really Depressing,
To Be Honest I Think I'm Going To Have To Ask Miss.

I Want A Social Life,
But At The Moment,
This Work Is Cutting Me Like A Knife,
And In My Arm It's Leaving A Dent.

Help Me Please,
This Work Is Killing Me,
It's Contageous, Like A Disease,
It's Over-powering Me Now As You Can See.

Now Things Are Improving,
Maybe It's Not As Hard As I Thought,
I've Got To Say things Are Moving,
With The Hours I'm Being Taught.

Now I'm Calming Down Alot,
Stress Relief, Really Eases,
Now My Skin Is Becoming Clear Of Spots,
Now I Thank You So Accept It Please.

Going On Up Into Another Generation,
Definately Gives Me,
More Determintation,
Now I Am Living My Life To The Full You See.

x.x =) x.x

16th Birthday x.x

Jaydee x.x — 2010-03-10T09:52:29+01:00

Oh My Gosh,
I'm Becoming 16,
I Am Becoming Mature,
As Everyone Has Seen.

As The Day,
Gets Nearer And Nearer,
The Adult Hood,
Is Becoming Clearer And Clearer.

Now I Have To Leave,
My Childhood Behind,
Even Though I Love It,
And It Was Mostly Kind.

It Is Now Legal,
For Us To Smoke,
To Be Honest,
It Makes Me Choke.

It Is Now Legal,
To Have Sex,
All The GCSE's,
And Memorising Texts.

This Is Mad,
A Dramatic Change,
Now I'm Older,
There's More Of A Range.

16th Birthday Woop Woop x.x

LET THE MUSIC PLAY BABY

Always Willing — 2010-03-10T09:49:20+01:00

We'll meet on the other side of town
In that tucked away side street bar

You do remember where we first met
Your ego stood in the rain to capture me

Wet head to toe I took pity on the weather
Gave out my number for me this was a no-no

Let the music play baby
It brings back good memories
Let the music play honey
Sweet dreams every time

Let the music play baby
With that in mind my heart says
Let the music play let it play
Let the music play baby

Just like before you don't know me
I'll seem uninterested in your approach

You have a cocktail sent to my table
I'm shocked to see you knew my favorite

Now everyone's watching this love affair
I call for your presence we take it from there

Let the music play baby
It brings back good memories
Let the music play honey
Sweet dreams every time

Let the music play baby
With that in mind my heart says
Let the music play let it play
Let the music play baby

(Let it play)
(Let it play)
(Let it play)
(Let the music play baby)

Copyright, Always Willing JLN 2010

SEX WITH AN OLDER WOMAN

Always Willing — 2010-03-10T09:21:27+01:00

She was so amazingly beautiful
Eleven years my senior plus
Aged to perfection by experience
Orgasms Victoria's secret died telling

Over wine she sought with ease
To recapture her youthfulness
Scared out of my masculinity I loved
A woman's elusive past rediscovered

Sex with an older woman
Heaven in the palm of your hand
Guilt free pure ecstasy silent of shame
The satisfaction of being drained
In a girlish way tries to explain
Sex with an older woman

Watching the way she moves
Excites me most respectfully
Tribulations overcame crowns her
She's suffered to know a good man

The train she drives goes slowly
We enjoy the sight taking notes
A bat out of hell giving to rest
Can Fourth of July like a teenager

Sex with an older woman
Heaven in the palm of your hand
Guilt free pure ecstasy silent of shame
The satisfaction of being drained
In a girlish way tries to explain
Sex with an older woman

I like the way she looks at life
Hasn't set sail for reality's sake
Our love from vine to fruit strong
Moans held on tight until morning

Think I'll hang my hat and coat here
Most situations resolved unattended
It's the tiny matters that leave a stain
Large issues rest in the hands we favor

Sex with an older woman
Heaven in the palm of your hand
Guilt free pure ecstasy silent of shame
The satisfaction of being drained
In a girlish way tries to explain
Sex with an older woman

Copyright, Always Willing JLN 2010

Bee sting

Helen Warren — 2010-03-10T07:44:03+01:00

You�re like a bee sting� so fucking irritating
Your judgmental eyes keeping me in sight
But you don�t die after you bite
I�d snap off your wings... if it would change things�
With you attacking continuously

my truth

Helen Warren — 2010-03-10T07:39:25+01:00

Well it was real
All the numbness
Scars hidden away
Trying to heal
Cursing reality
Coz its so real

You�ll never know how you made me
Fight and struggle daily
That cold cold reality
pieces you broke in me
well it was real
it was real
All those years trying not to feel

I WAS Just a kid
When you did what you did
I was just a kid

Soaching up your mood

Helen Warren — 2010-03-10T07:36:29+01:00

that living on the edge
must of just existed in my head
No longer can I be lead
Down guilty streets of grey and dred
Were all the faces cry out
And no justice or equality is found

Micheal j

Helen Warren — 2010-03-10T07:34:56+01:00

drug induced state
Liking the young boys with innocent face
Plastic smile
Faded for a little while
In court acting like the victim�
But the facts are you where in love with him
But he was your young victim�

yeah funny

Helen Warren — 2010-03-10T07:32:53+01:00

I�ll never forget how you made my mum feel
So don�t stand in front of me like you�re a big deal
Yeah we live 25 minutes away
Funny how we never catch up any day

Calico

jenks — 2010-03-10T02:53:05+01:00

God help us all...
Gordon and his ilk
Will have us knotted
Silk to other options
Call me Dave does nothing
To me...
The day that arrives that
Helps someone truly
Is mine.
Calico is a wondrous fabric
Usually unbleached
I pleat it as I listen to waves.

The world will of course become better
If I cross a box of of ignoramuses
With invitations to view an unstained
Moment that is mine...
Wondrous seconds arrive by choice
Instantaneous.
Keep up everybody...

They are killing our boys in deserts
For a war that will never be won
Calico men saying they are unfinished
Cotton women agreed and begone.

We Depart

emma-lou — 2010-03-09T21:46:40+01:00

We'd sing,
and we'd dance,
bounce like a spring,
look great at a glance.
Having fun is what we do,
best of buds right untill the end,
here for you when you want me too,
I am completely glad that your my best friend.

Then end of school comes, and you must go,
To your new collage or starting for a job,
You will be greatly missed, you know?
Thinkin about it makes me sob.
Your just like a drug,
no chance to restart
bye's and hug
we depart.

The tide of love

Nils Teodor — 2010-03-09T21:36:39+01:00

Find what is behind the mind

Stillness of no-thing

will bring

beauty in everything

When a heart breaks open

and emptiness dances

the tide of love

will erase all footprints of the past

This beautiful silent awareness will forever last

High To Low

Vince Gullaci — 2010-03-09T21:01:42+01:00

Pain is like
a localized storm
sooner or later
everyone is exposed
vulnerable to the rain.

beacon of spring

Liliana Negoi — 2010-03-09T20:31:29+01:00

spring struggles to blossom
in a corner of my garden:
a bunch of snowdrops
have shown their heads
through the not yet gone snow...
and i watch them each morning when i wake up
and each evening before falling asleep,
always in awe for their will to live,
despite the snow surrounding them...
it is said that God never gives you more than you can carry...
and i wonder,
if a tiny flower can survive in those conditions,
how much can a human being handle?...

myth and magic

Peter Humphreys — 2010-03-09T20:14:40+01:00

the sun rose
unexpectedly
not that
I did not expect it
to do so
but not there
of all places
behind the woods
where we had slept
all night
as one

she rose
through glowing clouds
casting deep shafts
banded
as Jacob�s Ladder
or the stairway
to the Grail
myth and magic

but I no Galahad be
for I am no soldier
no chivalrous knight
in armour shining
rescuing maidens
dragon slaying
jousting until
my head zings
and spins
like Saturn�s rings

no
this morning
my pilgrimage has begun
to seek the truth
in shabby tired clothes
as my faith
long battered be
and hope
a colander of woes
just questin� be
as Pellinore
not seeking salvation
but salvation
seeking me

what see I
a robin on a branch
a field frog winking at me
the risen son
now guiding me
whence all hope comes
not from deep
within the ocean
nor brought
with the wild geese
sunrise�d be
but
within
without
wherever
the son
shines
the sun
shines

Regina\'s Poems #241: Honors

cowboy jim — 2010-03-09T19:53:17+01:00

Regina�s got a wall
full a blue ribbons and trophies
from horse shows

and club calves and barrel racin.
Laura�s got
every kind of academic award

that�s ever been invented.
Colt�s got his fair share
a buckles and prize money

and I got a penchant
for drinkin too much beer
and makin an ass outta myself.

Maybe I�m bein too hard on myself.
Maybe I ain�t.

Boys x.x

Jaydee x.x — 2010-03-09T19:46:45+01:00

Some Boys Are Fit,
Some Boys Are Not,
Some Have Clear Skin,
Some May Have The Occasional Spot,
But None Of Us Care,
Because You're Definately Hot.

Some May Be Fat,
Some May Be Skinny,
And Sometimes All They Think About,
Is How Big Is Their Willy,
They Act Like A Pratt,
But Definately Silly.

Some Are Sexual,
Some Say They Aren't,
They Think They Can Lie,
But We Know They Can't,
They Try And Trick Us,
And Try And Tear Us Apart.

Hurting Us,
Is There Main Interest,
But We'll Hurt Them,
So Then We Don't Care Less,
Sometimes They Are As,
Annoying As The Press.

But Trust Me Boys,
Us Girls Aren't,
Just your Toys.

Us Girls Could Match You Anyday,
In Any Way.

x.x

The Invisible Girl

Baby_Boo — 2010-03-09T18:53:57+01:00

have you seen her?
That girl
Who claims she didnt care
For the love she lost with that pearl

They say she met her end
By the overdose of pills
Because her lover couldnt mend
The passion that kills

He called it quits
When his love for her was lost
And now her hearts in little bits
But she still remembers the words 'Love You Lots!'

She wonders the world
Seeking her lost lover
Who's feelings were hurled
At another.

All You Need Is

Baby_Boo — 2010-03-09T18:43:38+01:00

Look in my eye's
Can you feel the connection?
I know you can
All I want is that sense of protection

When you hold me tight
Dont let go!
Because were gonna take flight
Together forever

Just me and you
Embracing the love we share
No one can ruin this moment
Because we dont care

Whatever they may think
Just remember I Love You!
And I want to forever share this link
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox

Thoughts That I Know I Think x.x

Jaydee x.x — 2010-03-09T18:15:20+01:00

One Minute I'm Happy,
One Minute I'm Sad,
This Can Drive Me,
Insanely Mad.

I Don't Like To Cry,
But It Is Randomly There,
Sometimes I Think,
People Really Don't Care.

I Hate To Be Angry,
But Sometimes It Needs To Come Out,
My Emotions Go Round,
Like A Round-a-bout.

There's One More Emotion,
That Gets Me,
It Hurts Me Like Heck,
As You Can Clearly See.

It Is Depression,
It Hits Me Hard,
Like A Tone Of Bricks,
That Emotion Should Be Bared.

These Emotions Make Me,
The Person I Am Today,
And Do You Think,
I Care About What You Say ???

To Be Honest,
If You Dont Like Me For Who I Am,
You Can Shuv It Up Your Arse,
As Far As You Can.

I'm Like Marmalade,
You Either Like Me Or You Don't,
Bully Me If You Will,
But I Know You Won't.

These Emotions Make Every Person,
Who They Are,
Now Back Off,
Because Emotions Are Here Like A Scar.

x.x

Regina\'s Poems #231: March Madness

cowboy jim — 2010-03-09T17:45:17+01:00

Me and Regina and Mrs Stricker and Mr Stricker
are watchin March Madness
and we ain�t cheerin for any particular team

but it�s nice settin and watchin
and feelin halfway like part of the family.
Halfway.

I reckon I got a ways to go.
In any case it�s nice.
Mrs Stricker even fixes up some popcorn.

Course this sort thing don�t last
and Regina excuses herself
to go feed a bottle calf she�s got in the barn

and the room closes in a little
but not too much on account of they know me pretty well.

---

I half sympathize with Mr and Mrs Stricker.
I ain�t the kid I was
and it ain�t clear yet what kind of kid I am.

I think Juno said that.
It�s one thing to help on round-up
which I�ve done forever

and another thing to be the teenager
that spends every wakin minute thinkin on their daughter.
I ain�t exactly altogether innocent

like I was before all this relationship stuff set in
and I reckon they�ve got their concerns.
Ain�t it natural that they�re wonderin what we get into

when we ain�t watchin March Madness.
Though I expect it�s half obvious.

Hiding Myself.

Holly Andrews — 2010-03-09T17:41:06+01:00

Go away,
Disappear
You'll Just cause trouble if you stay here.

Like i said Disappear,
Nobody... wants you here.

This is what happens when i be myself
My true personality put on a shelf.

Always to hide.
I guess this is my other side...

If only i could show my colours,
But now its gone hidden from others.

Now it's only fading
The reason came...
From all this hating...

TAZ (reworked from original)

MIK136PARKS — 2010-03-09T16:47:41+01:00

these words they are my tools,i am not skilled with them

i cant bend at will, i cant arrange on command

i can feel these thoughts, i can see the words

but,

i cant translate through a pen, i cant communicate through a page

i get so fustrated with myself, im better than this

arent i ?

I need for you to know

i need for you to see

not how much i like you

not how much i want you

not how i lust for you

not how i love you

but how i need you

how my very entity reaches out for you

how my mind has become your home

how i caress you with my thoughts

how i see nothing but you

how you are printed on my soul

how i scream to hold you

how every sound is your voice

how im dying without you

how ive started to blacken

I NEED YOU!