Poetry #too.

Here's a little something that just emerged from the depths of my soul:



Hi nto All

Wonderful thing,
it's really what I am looking for!

I have been a member of a few other sites in the past
and made many wonderful friends.

However the connection I have made on this site
has taken my breath away..

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We started Chatting a few months ago.

He seemed to be everything I have ever wanted,
and then some.

Too good to be true,
were my first thoughts.

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A few weeks ago he endured a 21 hour train ride
to spend two weeks with my children and I.

Wow, he is definitely true.

Well it all began Five Years ago through your site,
One night i was board and feeling blue

so thought i would post a add on myself,
well i thought I would stroll through the british men
since i was born there,

i happen to see this one that caught my eye
well i wrote and three days later heard back,

three months later he came to Canada,
and six months later we were married

it is five years now and the happiest years of my life,
we are just finnishing with the Immigration
and he will finally be a legal immigrint :)

he is the best thing that happend to me
and i cant thank this site enough for making it possible :)

so girls and boys never give up
there is someone out there for everyone :)

HUGS* and thanks to this site
its possible for many.

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With best regards,
Pemchemnmum

For every inch of trust we give to the government,

The Truth wrote: For every inch of trust we give to the government, The more feet deep we find ourselves stuck in their pool, Of business deals, PSA film reels, Blackened days, And their corrupted ways,

 

Spring - An Impression

Ah, Spring!
would you believe me if I told you
that the streets are flowing with feces
and that you can't tell the mud from the poo
or the poo from the mud
and whose poo is it anyway
is it the dogs' or the men's
or the women's
and what is it doing on the streets
mixing with the mud and the water
and the water and the mud
and whose poo, exactly, is it anyway
and whose water and whose mud
and whose streets
and whose men and women
and whose dogs?

Whose poo, exactly, did I walk through
on my way to put some money on the horses
and buy the cheap beer they were out of?

Chloe in the dark,

I went to see you everyday as you walked down the hallway,
It seemed like no one ever would get out of our way,
Determined to cause friction wherever we went,
It didn't matter the longings or the time we spent,
My insecurity and your neediness,
Somehow one of us was always pissed,
Now the thought of me drains the smile from you face,
And a looming empty stare then takes it's place,
I can't live like that I hope you don't either,
That fragile girl, Grete, why is it so hard to please her?

                    

The Dark Elf wrote: Alitare wrote: I try to sit down and write serious, thought provoking poetry, but it doesn't go over so well I think. This is a love poem I wrote not too long ago. The Baptist Well I was John the Baptist In a field, a cave; construed And you were king Nazarene King Herod of this feud I preached a love, all-lasting And yes, your men, they came For love's to be subdued By court, by cause, by shame....   I like the allusions to religion, which doesn't mean I like religion, merely the allusions. Speaking of religion, I was going through some of my old lyrics from band days, and came across this one:   MY GOD Ó1999 by GJM   My god isn’t one to politicize, He leaves legal matters to men who are wise -- All the dogmas and doctrines and little white lies, Far be it from him to criticize As he stares through the vacuum of a child’s starving eyes.   My God isn’t one you need to impress, Quoting Torahs and Korans and New Testaments. Cares little for creed, color or religiousness, Holy Wars, crusades and all the rest -- It’s all our own doing; it’s all our own mess.   My God isn’t one made solely for man, Based on our slanted standards, from our tainted hands. No egocentric opportunists destroying the land, Raping the forests till there’s nothing but sand, Reducing the wildlife till nothing left stands.   My God isn’t one you need to implore, Nor dish out your dollars to some lecherous whores, Who prey on the desperate till they can’t give no more, They’re offering you heaven, then slamming the door -- With one hand on the bible, the other down your drawers.   When it’s all over, When it’s said and done -- On this rock, the Church of One, Amen.