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Voldemort, by contrast, was vanquished easily

Changed climate is not a surprise
With drilling for gas on the rise
Where can life forms hide
From carbon dioxide
And methane let loose in the skies?

Neo-druids auger gas wells
And add fluids with sulfurous smells! 
Are poisons they've tapped
With their magic wands trapped
Evermore by sorcerous spells? 

Votes and news seem not relevant
The unrelenting elephant
In all our best rooms
Is fossil fuel's fumes
And toxins we can't circumvent 




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Have You Ever Imagined A Girl Without Her Clothes On

He dreamed of her without her clothes
Her panties and bra let’s lose those
With her high heels gone
Let’s not dwell upon
Why he had them on heaven knows


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Candy Lips

She wore red candy lips on Halloween They didn't know she was a vampire queen Her kiss was so sweet Swept him off his feet Sadly,no trace of him has ever been seen
Barbara Gorelick 7/21/12


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Cosmology vs Cosmetology

Dark matter makes scientists sweat
Their telescopes can't find it...yet
What's lost could be found
If they’d just turn around
And gaze at a sexy brunette


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Nine One One Call

Whoa! Whoa! Slow down a bit girly.
You are starting to sound a little squirrelly.
You say you saw a ghost?
And he looked like a TV game show host?
The best description you can give is that he’s big, white and burly! 


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AN INDIAN MAN

An Indian man was laughed at
for his long beard and big hat,
but much truth came out
of his wise mouth:
the next day the river dried at sunset!


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Where Did It Go

As I sit here and wonder where did it all go,
  Why did I hurry to get here is something I do not know.
My life has pased by so quickly just a blink of the eye,
  Can't remember all the things I've done or the reasons why.
What was the purpose of this it all seems so insane,
   I'm left with nothing but emptiness am I to be the blame .
Where are my friends and family am I the only one left,
   I guess because of what I've done this is what I get.
This isn't what I was looking for not what I imagined at all,
   There is nothing I can say or do and theirs nobody I can call.
Will it ever become clear to me why don't I understand ,
   Is this that wonderful plan was that God has made for man?
The path I chose to follow always seemed to take so long,
   I'm begining to believe that just maybe that I was wrong.
Thinking about all the things in my life that have come to past,
   Down deep I have always known that they were never meant to last.
So this is what it is like to reach this old age of mine ,
   I'm starting to see that it was never really about time.
Waiting seems to be all there is for me to do these days ,
   Untill the time that light shines bright showing me my way.
Feeling much better now that I have come to see,
  That there was a plan and it was made especially for me.
TAC


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Sons Of An Zeus Man

<                           once came along pair gemini twins
                             castro and pollux from third sign in
                             well sons of an zeus man
                             all from mercury clan
                             sharing wealth of intelligence sin

                            with ever compatible libra scales
                            along with aquarius that wales
                            fire signs given few
                            pisces they known too
                            beneath sun and moon's with semi's tale








Written By Katherine Stella  6/26/11


Entry For Nette Onclaud's
Zodiac Zones Contest
G.L. All


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Another bucket please

At the end of the rainbow’s a bucket
Brimmin’ over w’ leprechaun gold
An’ the hound that they left there t’ guard it
Is toothless and grouchy an’ old
He sleeps in the rain
To a tireless refrain
At least that is what
I’ve been told
So I’m leavin’ today
An’ I’m findin’ a way
Then expectin’ t’ say
I made glitter full endings unfold
If I get it away
I’ll be willing t’pay
For someone to care for
Me cat


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The Chest Of Pylon

Whose lores are sewn on chaps and cortex?
would not have any other overtaken max. Since nothing would have last you hereafter! Apart from the fostering you have subsisting even in your requiescat! For all of the hosts of heavens jumping on the pylons gate . 


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The Frog Who Could See His Future

While watching man jog to his friend
A frog croaked a future portend
Man finished his jog
By sitting on log
And that’s how the frog met his end


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Bohemian

When issuing Globalist threats
it proves best to shed all regrets
of Dull Care lingering,
still busy fingering
all across those DNA frets.


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aHa: a poetic noetic instantiation in three acts

rushing inference, imminent insight suddenly its clear, a gut feeling swooning, reeling, cross-connected hemi-sphere syncopated, reverberated, totally aware open bi-ways, ahh blue-sky days, making up my mind synapses shiver, axons quiver, dendrites deliver 'lectrik-neurons fire suddenly in time aha! aha! oh gawd I see, I ran around 'n cried a fool I've been, all along its there, right in front of me with a grin 'n a nod 'n twinkly-looking 'round raised my arms 'n slapped my thighs 'n made a ruckus sound -- donned my hat 'n set it skewed upon my big bright head set off to town in an uplifted mood while whistling a sweet sound forgot what I had found # there's a hole in my head where the wounds of reason seep all words are dead inside my head what's left is dark 'n deep @ I'll always live and always die on the event horizon of my mind's eye where the flash of neuronal fires flower into sudden epiphany --
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cOwgE18iuUQ <-- youtube anim of this piece


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Mundane Infernality

As strong as I'am after all I've been in tune.
Couldn't believe that I lives haven one's unbeing.
Even when am afar to tire to fall asleep. 
If then wasn't a time and once I were to reflect.
Since awful truths is all that is coming into being  appetative.


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She Walks Among the Shadows

She walks among the shadows of my house
Barely even there – quiet as a mouse
She has never said a word
At least none that I heard
She’s the image of my dear departed spouse

She’s here because her spirit just can’t leave
She’s here because no one has yet to grieve
She looks me in the eye
As if to ask me why
I often chuckle – she’s so damned naïve

It’s not that she was really all that bad
It’s just that one night tryst that she had
I couldn’t stand her sight
So later that same night
I accosted her with my own pentad

She knows I hit her with a hammer – hard
She knows she’s buried right in our backyard
Yet she comes into my home
And she won’t let me alone
She’d like to hoist me on my own petard

Ok – so maybe I’m a real louse
For knocking off my dear departed spouse
But that don’t give her the right
To haunt me day and night
As she walks among the shadows of my house

Pentad – five elements of investigation – in this case – who, what, why, where, how
Petard - The word remains in modern usage in the phrase hoist with one's own 
petard, which means "to be harmed by one's own plan to harm someone else" 
or "to fall into one's own trap," literally implying that one could be lifted up (hoist, or 
blown upward) by one's own bomb.

Written	6/18/11 - 10:02 PM
Honorable Mention in Ghosts contest


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Turtle lagoon

In my room I hold a turtle lagoon
Though it's dry to the eye and the touch
I avoid their disturbance, they require no survice
Simply, in my room they have a niche
Upon my selves I spy moving turtle shells
Without a turtle inside to see
As miracles they are hidden, by the use of this disguise
To negate the fact that they're free
They perform the former by winding the stormer
and forcing my room to sway
On their backs, I find my nacks 
That they travel and lose,
But in my space they stay
Only now is it obvious what my sight obligates
It is my responsability to find and write
But what's curious to me, but expected by we,
is that I'm the only one with this sight


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Mikeasaurus

they've found the remains I've been told
of a creature much older than old
no wings and no feet
just a mouth so he'd eat
he was something I bet to behold

no one can believe
just on big set of sharp teeth
no other bones found

mdailey     3/17/12


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UNDER THE FIRE

Under millions of stars...................eyes deeply fixed to the golden moon..............when dew on the grass is shinning like pieces of glasses...............on the bus to town................like a monkey on a tree,
With my favorite blue pen................sometimes draft in my cell..................the strongest bond love,
My mysterious pain.....................undying dreams.................never-ending hope.............................
Beautiful rhymes from my inner being............................a mental obstruct................struggles with lines.........................I write...........................hoping for some coins..................the bag to better my life.........................the clue..........................a shoe...........................ask even Valarie.........................add wit.....................sometimes filled with so much questions................may be its for perfection.....................intercession....................aren’t I  worth anything?.....................all my time a breath of pain............all stretched hands twinge me......................all my ambitions go wrong..................am but a wig.............my dreams are like birds.............everything a pack of misfortune..........................am dead beat of this oceanic pain......................sick of the waterfalls in my eyes....................the friendships that cleaves my heart out............................tired of the thorns raining from the skies.....................I hold on to prayers.......................I still hurt my bones........................am an apprentice of writing............................a millionaire in searching...... ................. trying to piece the rest of my dilapidated life............................yet the darkest days are ahead of me......................am rotting in pain.........................am carrying an album full of bad memories.....................my head is creating  successful future pictures......... ...........maybe the sun will shine once again........................maybe the color of life will return...........................maybe the planet will celebrate with me........................but now am still alone..........................if death wont silence the struggles of my existence........................i pray it will free me from this pain inside.......................now my ulcer is aching.........................i can’t afford the hospital. 


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Holy Crap

Na- Nu Na-Nu
greetings earthlings How do you do
I'm captain Zendor from planet Sur Render 
shazbot someone crashed into my spaceship's fender
hit me so hard made me go krap-poo


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Morgellons Bug

There is a new bug that has come to town.
It itches you, marks you and makes you frown.
Doctors say; all in your mind,
Since there is nothing to find,
It might be a two thousand twelve, break down.


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SUBTLE IRONY

Everybody thought that the green-looking Martians
were those aliens from Mars navigating in flying saucers...
who made up that silly story? Someone did
see them in a clear vision of a dream, indeed!
And still their existence seems a subtle irony to us!


Entered in Carolyn Devonshire's New Contest:  
Out Of This World Limericks


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Journey

Like a castaway on the cosmic sea,
life has been a mystery to me
what can I do now, or say,
but think of my yesterdays,
now my soul, and spirit will be free


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Worried and How

I saw a figure on the beach.
Was it a man or woman in reach?
The variance I know well.
However, I could not tell.
I do not dare to beseech.


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LOCH NESS MYSTERY

What e'er became o' Angus McKess
Is a dark and troublin'  mystery,  no less.
But the cruel gossip bein'  
He was reportedly seen
Skinny dippin',  one night, in Loch Ness. 


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Jack and Jill

It happened once upon a time
A hill Jack and Jill did once climb
And what happened up there
Was just left in the air
But what followed was surely a crime


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Yonder Lies Paradise

   Partly heaven, partly hell, before our very eyes,

joy doesn't last, freedom's not forever, beauty dies;

                              transient hours,

                            this world of ours,

   indeed, imperfect, but never far from paradise !