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scribbler Jan 14, 2013

FOGGY NIGHT

Like crowds of people on this night
each random droplet of cool mist
moves errantly 'till out of sight
leaving bare limbs moistly kissed
by tiny jeweled reflecting beads.

And looking at streetlights up high
the motes of water swirl and dance
like pixee dust tossed in the sky.
Their movements are all ruled by chance
none knowing where the other leads.

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loved Jan 14, 2013

nirvanic prance

into me
I wonder why the world saddens
as if twere I alone
seeking happiness
in the madness of misery
all alone
twas my lot perhaps
I may not moan
and add that many think of the mundane world
as bad,
but rejoice,
you are about to reach a stage of happiness
bliss
kiss and as you awaken your kundalini
Nirvana lays down bare before thee
hopefully thou shalt enjoy the prance,
some call it a mythical dance
but in heaven as drums beat
the Lordships enjoy a lovers retreat

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sueb Jan 14, 2013

Male Contraceptuve Pill

Male Contraceptive Pill
my heart stands still
give up control
of such an important role
some can't iron a shirt
but able to prevent birth

Will they beep at allotted time?
in my head alarm bells chime
Is it too much to be asking?
wouldn't it be multi-tasking?
expecting him to do the deed
and stop the spread of seed

I'm sorry lads, this one I don't trust
my own birth control is a must

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Seren Jan 14, 2013

In the End

the dance has begun

silence

I sit in the shadows
 as gently I expel
  the shards of glass
from my heart

an angel fell
 and the unfeeling
  began, cut free
I am loosed

gutted, left for dead
 I flounder and grasp
  in grief, I am lost
in your purgatory

you've dressed me
 in your rags and gone
  I've stumbled and
fallen from nirvana

I look to the sky
 for a message of hope
  a sign of repentance
but the sky is black

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Desell Jan 13, 2013

Personal Abuse

I remember when you smiled
You showed most of your teeth
Thinking back…
I picture it like your skull
Or when you blushed from laughter
You turned so red
Red…, red…, red…
Like the blood you drew from me
Hollow egg…
Empty shell…
But with a stomach
Filled with alcohol
Some nights it’s hard to sleep
Why did you turn out like this?
I cannot take back
What was taken from me
But if I take from you
Then I can get back to sleep
If a permanent solution is wrong

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docmaverick Jan 13, 2013

An Earth Angel Short-lived

A huge shadow fell over my heart
on 2013's dawn,

a few weeks ago, diagnosed
and now, an "earth angel", is gone!

She didn't live an easy life
but, joy did dance in her eyes;

I watched that joy drain quickly
as her spirit ceased it's cries.

I'll always be able to celebrate
Debi's life, and not her end;

I hold her dear in my mind's library
so, she'll forever be my friend.

In my inner heart of hearts
and in the center of my mind,

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BettyBuff Jan 13, 2013

The Cold Caress

The shimmer
of it
fascinates
until the touch

A cold hand
trying
to caress you

Sweat-creeping
betraying the facade

The tainted trap
laid by detectives
determined
deceivers

Springing forth
pouring
or the beautific glow
of athletic youth

The cold caressing
stench steaming
all over
passions spent

Like tasting
trickles of sour
rancid flesh

devouring the taste
of your
cold caress

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Nordic cloud Jan 13, 2013

GHOST LANGUAGE

Singed edges, ancient pages, 
faded vellum paled by time,
the ever growing patina of our dreams, 
there written in the minds of every man and woman, 
this secret book of words, not ever spoken, 
allowed to be quite silent, still, unbroken, 
what gems, what horrors, 
what is hidden from out eyes, a wealth of thoughts 
that always come to nought, 
and yet their meanings have been useful now and then, 
when needed by the host; 
perhaps becomes the language of our ghosts.

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sueb Jan 13, 2013

Crossroads

Standing at a crossroads
not knowing which way to turn
one could be salvation
one crash and burn

No control over his life
drugs and alcohol addicted
all his vices self-inflicted
pleasing anyone who'd buy him a drink
not much lower could he sink
Rehab or an early grave
a decision he could no longer stave
to his addictions a slave

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Frenchf Jan 13, 2013

Dogs know everything

before the wave broke causing death and destruction
the dogs fled inward from the coastal stations
knowing the worst was yet to come,
desperate to save themselves, saw some
men unlike the animals gazing out to sea
Wondering at the sudden tranquility.
The beach had suddenly become vast
waters receded, fish breathing their last
Man not realising till the wave churned
All were engulfed, some never returned