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King of Loss 
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 Posted: August 25 2006 at 13:28 |
BERN LES BERN
BERN LES BERN BERN LES BERN
LE CANADA QUEBECOIS MADEMOISELLE!
ENTRE LA CHATTE Y ENTRE LA CHATTE
LA MADEMOISELLE QUEBECOIS!
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The Wizard
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Joined: July 18 2005
Location: United States
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Points: 7341
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Posted: August 24 2006 at 17:28 |
Oh my god
did the earth fall out of orbit?
oh deer god
will we get to watch the sun explode? will are atmosphere overrload? am I feel myself implode?
oh nyce god
does jesus visit all the other planets? did they love him just like me? was his cross made from a tree?
oh arr god
is earth the only one?
and if we are....
what is the reason
that outer space
.........exist?
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The Wizard
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Posted: August 22 2006 at 20:05 |
It happened in such a manner that was unpredictable and disturbing, when my head exploded. An orgasm had occurred in my brain, a mental orgy within my nervous system. The force of a million suns socked with the chemical causing the senastion of love exploded. I fell on the ground, twitching in ecstacy. Was I going insane, or had I found god after all this relentless search? Then my head exploded, lobbing it off like a soviet missle headed towards another universe. I miracuoulsy maintained my nervous system, and I could see through the bloody mess a small infant emerged, entering our universe.
Oh well, I'm still alive.
Not really a poem, but something I though I'd share. Pretty Dada eh?
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Rust
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Location: United States
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Posted: August 20 2006 at 03:08 |
Edited by Rust - August 20 2006 at 11:07
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We got to pump the stuff to make us tough
from the heart
Its astart
What we need is awareness we cant get careless
Mental self defensive fitness
Make everybody see in order to fight the powers that be
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darksinger
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Joined: May 29 2006
Location: Durham, NC
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Points: 1091
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Posted: August 19 2006 at 17:56 |
Eating Chinese in Bridgeton on Tuesday Nights
-Jen Williams
Steel wool
In your peanut chicken
Is not the kind of fiber
The doctor ordered
And the fifth cherry Pepsi
Did not kill the taste
Of bleach
Yet
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Man With Hat
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Joined: March 12 2005
Location: Neurotica
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Points: 166183
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Posted: August 18 2006 at 17:08 |
 Ricochet wrote:
nice MWH, considered doing more than four lines?  |
Yeah...ive written poetry with many more lines, maybe one day ill dig them up (or just write new ones  )
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Dig me...But don't...Bury me
I'm running still, I shall until, one day, I hope that I'll arrive
Warning: Listening to jazz excessively can cause a laxative effect.
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Ricochet
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Joined: February 27 2005
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Posted: August 18 2006 at 15:58 |
nice MWH, considered doing more than four lines?
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Man With Hat
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Posted: August 18 2006 at 13:03 |
Nerves, like ivy grow
Strangling pumpkin vines and other gourds
In the garden of life,
Preventing growth.
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Dig me...But don't...Bury me
I'm running still, I shall until, one day, I hope that I'll arrive
Warning: Listening to jazz excessively can cause a laxative effect.
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Rust
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Posted: August 17 2006 at 20:46 |
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Along with TP and Geck0, your stuff is my favorite, Rico. You deffinetly break the cliches.
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We got to pump the stuff to make us tough
from the heart
Its astart
What we need is awareness we cant get careless
Mental self defensive fitness
Make everybody see in order to fight the powers that be
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Ricochet
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Joined: February 27 2005
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Posted: August 17 2006 at 15:32 |
The birds are
starting to fly
The birds are starting to fly
Going up to East
In search of time;
And it’s a freakshow out there.
The solstice of winter is just around the corner;
So the birds awoken very late
That they have to go.
Just like we’ll come to the conclusion
That we can’t leave, but must stay.
The birds will die
As the solstice of winter
Forgives never and not.
They, the birds, fly Easy
Cause West became cold and unappealing
They, the birds, fly backwards.
Clouds hide the storm, the danger, the rhythm.
Birds take the road
To perdition and waste,
Knowing before
What lies ahead
And where it all ends.
It ends right in the moment
When you gain hope;
For you must not have hope
Just the attitude of a soul
Knowing before
How much time’s left
And what happens
d’après.
The birds are the soul of disorientation;
They have the sky
But don’t know
How to use it.
Wind is humid
Memory is lost.
The one bird making it
Across the sea of lies
Gets a final wish.
And my wish is to know the truth.
Meaning that the East I reached
Is as bitter
As the West I left.
So I say: … … …
So I conclude.
All work and no
play makes Jack a dull boy
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy
Around 10 AM…
…my sister gave birth
to a baby sparrow.
We named him (him?) Simon.
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Gravity Eyelids
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Joined: August 12 2006
Location: United States
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Points: 357
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Posted: August 16 2006 at 16:19 |
darksinger wrote:
Routine
By Jen Williams
Going to one end back to the other
Going to one end back to the other
Going to one end back to the other
Too many lights on
Flip switch down
Did I do that right?
Flip switch up
Flip switch down
I think that is-I need to wash my hands
Go to bathroom and turn on hot water
Water lather rinse
Water lather rinse
Not enough soap
Water lather rinse
Water lather rinse
Dry hands
Dry sink
Fold towel
Unfold towel-looks wrong
Fold towel
Unfold towel-something looks wrong
Fold towel
Flip switch down
Dammit…
-J.Williams |
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Into this wild Abyss the fiend
Stood on the brink of Hell and looked a while,
Pondering his Voyage.
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darksinger
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Posted: August 16 2006 at 06:37 |
Routine
By Jen Williams
Going to one end back to the other
Going to one end back to the other
Going to one end back to the other
Too many lights on
Flip switch down
Did I do that right?
Flip switch up
Flip switch down
I think that is-I need to wash my hands
Go to bathroom and turn on hot water
Water lather rinse
Water lather rinse
Not enough soap
Water lather rinse
Water lather rinse
Dry hands
Dry sink
Fold towel
Unfold towel-looks wrong
Fold towel
Unfold towel-something looks wrong
Fold towel
Flip switch down
Dammit…
-J.Williams
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Gravity Eyelids
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Joined: August 12 2006
Location: United States
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Points: 357
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Posted: August 15 2006 at 21:59 |
I wrote this one for school. It was put in the school magazine so I guess it's alright.
THOUGH THE DARK, WE DANCE
WITH WET EYES,
HE DROPES A STONE INTO THE FADING LIGHT.
WHILE LETTING A TEAR FALL, FOR THE LONLEY CLEARING.
WHILE,WITH OUR EYES OF GRAY,
WE WATCH THE STONE SHATTER THE GLASS.
BUT TURN TO CLOSE UP AND WELCOME THE MIRRAGE.
AND THE FEW WITH THEIR THIRD EYE,
WILL LOOK UP PAST THE CLOUDS,
CATCH A FALLING STONE, SHARE A FALLING TEAR,
AND HIDE FROM ARMAGEDDON.
Edited by Gravity Eyelids - August 15 2006 at 22:02
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Into this wild Abyss the fiend
Stood on the brink of Hell and looked a while,
Pondering his Voyage.
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The Hemulen
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Points: 5964
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Posted: August 15 2006 at 21:04 |
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Wrote this'un last night. Apologies for anyone offended by the language:
Why I f**king Do This
Mr Kenwood’s simulated tiger pantry is mainly here to distract you from
the seventeen cavities and muffins of felt being ravaged by the
cosmonauts, the hypocrites and the c**ting c**ting contra-realists of
no fixed supposedly.
Licked out clotted gastropods.
Kicked out knotted flies.
Mrs Holiday’s undiluted pencil-bound fist cracker is entirely here to
persuade you to quaff from the jar of pickled amnesia and spread your
mind out like a wardrobe ambulance king being savaged by the
communists, the dadaists and the c**ting c**ting contra-realists.
Kicked out clotted gastropods.
Licked out knotted flies.
B e a s t s o f f l e s h y n o w h e
r e c l a w i t a n
d I t
i t t e r s o b t i t t e r i m p l o
d e h e r r i n g m o d e s
o r r y h a l v i n g a l l t h
e p o s s i b i l i t i e s b y s
t u f f i n g a l o n e l y m o u s e .
S o m e w h a t.
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GPFR
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Posted: August 14 2006 at 23:37 |
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I Would post my own, but 1: There not really poetry, there lyrics for songs I right, and have written a few, and also, caught in the clucthess of puberty they usually have a very simular subject matter, I aint too good at phillisophical great motivational lyrics, the do vary in subject, but not a lot. But I got give it too Rust, Great job there, I'm likin the stuff a lot!
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Man With Hat
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Posted: August 14 2006 at 23:15 |
Kinda.
But I prefer many-a other poet.
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Dig me...But don't...Bury me
I'm running still, I shall until, one day, I hope that I'll arrive
Warning: Listening to jazz excessively can cause a laxative effect.
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Rust
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Joined: October 14 2005
Location: United States
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Points: 1148
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Posted: August 14 2006 at 21:52 |
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Fan of Ezra Pound, MWH?
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We got to pump the stuff to make us tough
from the heart
Its astart
What we need is awareness we cant get careless
Mental self defensive fitness
Make everybody see in order to fight the powers that be
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Man With Hat
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Jazz-Rock/Fusion/Canterbury Team
Joined: March 12 2005
Location: Neurotica
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Points: 166183
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Posted: August 14 2006 at 11:00 |
The sunshine trickles into a window
My eyes burn furiously
A sparrow makes a morning cup of tea
The flowers bend in the breeze.
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Dig me...But don't...Bury me
I'm running still, I shall until, one day, I hope that I'll arrive
Warning: Listening to jazz excessively can cause a laxative effect.
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Ricochet
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Joined: February 27 2005
Location: Nauru
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Posted: August 14 2006 at 07:11 |
Well,as I've said, it's a minor thing I do, something of a imaginative moment (for example, Heresy was immediately outlined reading somewhere a statement as to modern poetry's principle being that God is dead -> not much actually with the theme of the final form, still a pronto response...) Thank you.  I will contribue when I can with what I can and, hopefully, with the best I can.
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Rust
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Location: United States
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Posted: August 14 2006 at 06:48 |
Rico, I'm impressed, you really have alot of tone and your feeling is pinpointed very well in your word choice. I really do like your stuff.
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We got to pump the stuff to make us tough
from the heart
Its astart
What we need is awareness we cant get careless
Mental self defensive fitness
Make everybody see in order to fight the powers that be
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