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Closed

I can put things together
Sometimes I'm on what you wear
Sometimes on things
Sometimes I get stuck and you get mad at me
Its not often for me to break 
I'm made out of metal










I'm a zipper

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Beyond Your End

 BEYOND YOUR END
Look deep into yourself my friend,
if then, you need to look to me, 
and deep enough to see the end,
beyond your end is where I'll be.

Into the love someday you'll see,
becoming all the things you'll know,
before your very eyes, I'll be
already where you want to go.

I'll be your long and blinding light,
of which all life is awed,
the thread that reaches through the night
in search of what is God.

And in a while, if love is right,
and hope is not just more pretend,
though you have sought what e'er you might,
'tis me you'll find, beyond your end.

And I will love your death away,
removing from your mind
what'er your death might seem to be,
with love impossible to find.
Û  © RON WILSON aka vee bdosa

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Loneliness

Have you been in love?
Have you shared a kiss?
Have you ever got a hug?
Have you ever gone thru all of 
this?

I have not, nor ever been.
I have lost time and miss,
I have bitterness inside of 
me, 
I have nothing and noone to 
be with!

A lonely heart is like being 
sick
A lonely man is a walking 
dead
A lonely soul is trying hard to 
reach
A lonely friend is asking your 
help

Will you not open your heart 
for me?
Will you not give me your 
tender touch?
Will you not kiss and make 
me 
happy?
Will you not love freely and 
come to me?

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Black Eyed Susan
loneliness contest

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Basketball limerick

A basket ball player with bounce
Said, “All my opponents I'll trounce.”
But thanks to a gale
He fell on his tail,
And off in a huff he'd to flounce!

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Incomprehensible

Incomprehensible! (A Brief Critique)

Monomaniacally, Thomas Sterns Elliot
wrote in The Waste Land a Lyrical Lay

Sadly for those of us hollow like other men
Incomprehensible! Take it away!

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Hunger Games

The Victor
Their cheers,
Your tears,
Blood drips from your hands,
Their lies,
Your cries,
You stand where the victor stands.
Was it worth it, worth the death,
Destruction, to your right and left?
Would you have, rather died?
Left someone else to bathe in pride?
Do you need the luxery,
Raid the Capitol's treasury?
A web they span to hide their lies.
A trick of the light in ways.
Jewels on your clothes stained red,
The blood of the childrens drained lives.
You must gt up in the morning,
Their haunting faces in your eyes.
You are the victor but you haven't won.

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Scarlett's Lament


Scarlett's Lament

Fiddlede-diddlede
Scarlett O'Hara, she
slew all the fellas--not
lifting a hand
'Cepting Rhett Butler proved
Incomprehensible
with, "Frankly, my dear, I
don't give a damn!"

deborah burch 
1.30.2013

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Words

Higgledy Piggledy
William Wordseeker
pins on the wall
all the words he has found.

He likes to say that his
lexicographical
treasure are now
erinaceously bound.


For the background of this rhyme:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J4VzuWmN8zY

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Baseball limerick

A big baseball player on pitch
Developed a strange kind of itch:
The ball flew up straight
Then down on his pate,
So he blamed the whole thing on a witch!

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A Night Of Passion - A collaboration with Mystic Rose

Angel’s sing a chorus from cloisters that echo lustful cries of love 
While lovers drink in glances, passion turns to intimate desires
With trembling limbs they move, eager to entwine
Showing signs of hunger, in eagerness they thirst
Like a fine wine, they gingerly sip the taste of their sins
Soon to be committed
The Parish priest would be shocked at the debauchery
Yet why do the angels sing in unison?
The passion of love and life is the angel’s glory
A choir sings from above, at the happiness below
The coupling of spirits and raw desire
Gods design a miracle
To be celebrated


Note: This is a collaboration with Mystic Rose, and what a pleasure it was!!!!

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Valentines day

Hearts to you-hearts to you
What can be said about
Valentines day that's not
been said before?

Only to say that I 
love you so much that I
uncatagorically
gave up my whore.

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POWER

Wrap the good and pass you should
Come down your ivory tower
Wrap the good and pass you could
Relinquishing your power

Show the good and pass around
For all to share the glories
Wrap the good and pass your could
For real to them not stories

One with good not understood
To hold and not to seed
Pass the good for all you could
Of poor and desperate need

Too much for one and none for some
How can you hate dictate
Too much for one your time will come
Not now but near you wait.

Simone Cordery

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Fifth time's the charm

Semi-creatively, Ludwig von Bethovan 
sat in his music room, sucking his thumb.

Heavens to Murgatroyd! After four symphonies 
more could be asked of me? Da Da Da-Dum

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Photo memory

(Photo memory )
 Raining forward with the honey hue of summer.
I beg for the expression which reflects a smile.
I am but a boy growing.

So my breaks are short...

Logic provides nothing without action expect for positive 
dreams.
Which grew lazy.
I am no hero nor saint.

Just my dull emotionless self...

Trying to break away from my immature flaws.
Not everything stays like the family movies.
But not everyday is a day of rain.

Anyone can scream.
But few can sing without a song.

- Robert

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Quest

In the heart of the rock
In the depth of the sea
In the room with the lock
At the end of the lea
Is the key to the gate
To the room of your gold
And the knob to your fate-
An event to behold!

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My Wife Came Up With This

Piggable - Jiggable
Ivan the Terrible
Strangely proposed to 
Elizabeth One.
Russian society,
Antiediluvian,
Made her refuse him
And spoil his fun.

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Abbie


Can we play vets?
Yes Abbie
My Tiger is ill
Yes Abbie
He swallowed some stones
Yes Abbie 
Will you take them out?
Yes Abbie
17 stones
There were 20 Nanny
Love you Abbie 
Love you Nanny

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Birthday double dactyl

Hap-i-ty Birth-a-day
many long years ago
then was a guy named Sid
born to his folks.

Now on this special day
everyone celebrates
incontrovertably
one of lifes jokes.

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In Abasement In A Basement

OH - nonny, NO - nonny
Nicholas Goalsworthy
Promised again to
Renounce alcohol.
Characteristically
Incomprehensible,
Muttering epithets,
Cursing the wall.

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life

Life is worth it
When I live for you
It’s how I know that this is love proven true
But there you fly now in the sky
Showing me that differences and flaws
Is coexistence in each other
Celebrate them don’t use them as a weakness
Because in doing that you show weakness in yourself
Show some respect to them 
For they are to be cared for 
Then why is it no one ever does
Do they not see the pain? 
With every dying cuss 
So let the pain engulf me 
Teach my eyes to see
Let a fallen angel come to curse me
Let my cuts come to bleed 
Evil engulfing my broken heart yet falling deep in love 
When everything turns to turmoil 
I turn to my angel from above 
Let my heart come to boil
In the ashes of my innocence 
Letting myself go until I fully reach out to fellow brethren s 
Praying with no feeling I can feel myself slip away
I’m falling yet falling apart 
 Without the slightest of delays 
Birth was a mistake and yet I cannot come to die
Was it true that I am meant to live?  
A man who only knows to cry 
I cannot give
The light has forsaken my cold and darkened heart
For who am I to live 
Cold and fruitless moon why have you forsaken me
Does it bring you joy to see that you are breaking me
Listen to the cold and broken winds 
Nothing can ever beat it
Nor can I defend

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Ode to Woodstock

Teen angel. Acid queen.
Here comes your lover man.
Heaven and hell. Won’t you
try. Kosmic blues.

Voodoo child. Guinnevere.
I put a spell on you.
And when its over. I
can’t turn you loose.

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Colorful Sins

  
                            Colorful Sins.

  
What should I do with my pain ?
Throw it away again 
What have you done with your love
You once told me that it goes above
Above all the limitations of sky
you even painted it, but did it dry ?
Go ahead and wash me with fire
Enjoy my sorrow, it is your smile that I admire
Burn my sins with clean water
And drag my heart to the slattern
Just please let me whisper the sea in your ears
Let it feed your soul with my fears
I shall be a native heart breaker
An international crime maker
Will you Emancipate my soul from sanity
And free my useless body from gravity
Clean my eyes from all that sparkle
Let them participate in the real battle
Explode my hallucinations
Grief on my imagination
You can turn me to ashes 
Watch my little heart crashes
Change the architecture of my smile
Rebuilt it in the Greek style
So my laughs will be philosophical thoughts 
And  we shall be two ghosts 
You who hunts my dreams when I an awake
You have always been an ocean, yet I can only be a lake
Sweep my touches softly from your skin
But know that it will become so thin
And then wave me goodbye
Ill bow mull think am just shy
Until you will see these drops falling in the yellow grass
That same grass that used to be green before you pass .   

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The Gold

I’m not a big San Francisco 49ers fan even though I live in the bay area, but I get to read all about them in the local papers. After their latest dismal loss the coach described their offense as still in a ‘process’ of learning. A little to optimistic me thinks. I still blame the owning York family who have demonstrated over the years their complete inability to build a winning franchise. It will be a long time before the 49ers strike gold again.
 
This year thought the team might be bucking
 Their losing trend but now they’re ducking
 The fact it’s not turning
 With a ‘process’ of learning 
That’s more like a ‘process’ for sucking.

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FEELING SAD

i'll feel often.
not that you hurts me.
its because i hurted you.
when my emotion volcano bursts,
i lose my control.
and thoughts in my heart flows out as lava.
it may be imaginary or real.
but., after that i feel relax,
not for the flow of lava. but for,
you will understand, my feelings.
its all because of love, affection, caring and possessiveness,
which i had and still have on you.
because, my every heart beat is for you.
every time when it beats not lup tup but.,
by your sweet name.
that is love which i have on you.
how much this world believes.
GOD IS GREAT,
that much i believe,
MY LOVE IS GREAT and
I'M GREAT.

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Hippety Hoppity

Hippety Hoppity
Willowby Wallaby
Bound for Austral-i-a
Land he called home

Hadn’t the money so 
Aerodynamically 
Rode on the wing, but then
Wound up in Nome




Double Dactyl written for The Contest of New Terrains by Matt Caliri