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Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep

When dread sweeps over the world
Shrill as a lonely wind
Yet soft is the pillow beneath my head
Crisp and cool is the linen sheet
Ample and soft the generous bed
Instead of the act of counting sheep
I count the ones who trudge the night
Who shiver with fear in their weary fight
While those who sit so eager in philanthropy
What consequence lie their plan of victory
Seeming surprised that when a limping peace
Returns a fragment of the youth war took
Do they turn their heads, for second look?
Those who stand erect in patriotic pride
Forgetful that it was not they who died?
When dread sweeps over the world
Bleak as a wind in the night
As I lay me down to sleep
I pray for young souls who now lay dead
And pray for souls that trudge the night
And all the brave who fight the fight
Now I lay me down to sleep
And last I pray for those who weep...



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Two Bodies Lay Bare

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Oh lay you down on satin pillows and make love to me.
Gently oh so tenderly whisper your love forever be.

Place butterfly kisses upon my waiting lips so true.
As we lay in loves embrace the whole night through.

Teasing warm flesh 'neath your fingertips so sure.
As sighs so softly in your ear profess love so pure.


Breasts that rise and fall as brown eyes plead we be one tonight.
As two bodies lay bare every desire filled til' dawns morning light.

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SATAN OSCILLATE MY METALLIC SONATAS

*****To the naked EYE, this poem may seem like gibberish,
but I assure you it is loaded with 24 palindromes,
3 palindrome phrases, 1 hidden palindrome phrase,
and is chock full with enormous wordplay...
oh and one more palindrome in this description. 
Can you find more? I challenge you word freaks!*****


____SATAN OSCILLATE MY METALLIC SONATAS____

Last night, around eleven or so, I decided to paint a pink castle.
To my dismay, on display, is what looks more like a pink asshole.
Picasso would've been so proud!
Today, upon recording nothing short of a colossal debacle,
I've chosen to
utilize the eyes of a hostile apostle.
Tossing docile scribble, I'm scribing.
Describing life like a diatribe conniving REVIVER at a revival.

LIVE EVIL!

Palindrome EYE to the side of my tribe.
Get in line, standing at the hands of HANNA.

PULL UP.

RISE AND VOTE SIR!

EYE
LEVEL 
to 
NUN'S
BOOB.

WOW!

We OTTO-matically 
POP a PEEP at NOON!
DAD got so damn mad he DID the DEED
and split three XANAX with his MADAM and MOM!
(ALA the ABBA GIG way back in them AHA kookie KOOK days)

So anyways...
Back to peek hassle!
Do ya' think he might like ta' take a stab at my STATS?


*****(this was fun as fun can be:
hope you have half as much fun with it as I did:)*****

~JSLambert

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Words from the Oracle

We are in our fall before the season comes
Misting eyes and dropping a dandy heart
A sullen silence around the bee hive hums
History has no center left, facts fall apart

I have nothing left for honey but my words
Listening cleanse the eyes to see forever
Soon the sky flocks with all departing birds
Old bonds are unbroken, new loves sever

But to come again in heat and passion and lie
Cradled against the unknown of life's tomorrows
So summer goes, and sweet flowers will die
To bloom again as carpet for graves of sorrows.

Soon gold will fall from trees in a gray misty shroud
And all that was green will be brown and dim
And wild grass will bow where the land was ploughed
And wind will tap on its trumpet life's requiem

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How Poetry Began

How Poetry Began


Gentle spirit came to visit noble man
sent poetic verse throughout the land
Declared she, I am the original Muse
your heart , soul and mind seek to use

Write and sing,love so deeply with me
we together shall plant a poetry tree
As our hearts join to this world sail
love and hope shall forever prevail

The Universe I have long ago tread
every galaxy my words have been read
You , mankind are the last I will meet
the poetic ground now underneath my feet

Open your hearts and see with new eyes
this new way will defeat all the lies
Beam of true light shall open your mind
you will be the first in all poetic kind

With this visit the original Muse departed
poetry spread in each heart it was started
Now we seek ever to find this greatest Muse
to prove how brilliantly she did choose!

Robert J. Lindley, 09-13-2014

This is was written as an entry in the
 How Poetry Began contest....
Has not been entered.  Seems the deadline has now passed..

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As I lay myself to sleep

As I lay myself to sleep in the dusk of my heart The sky still shines bright Luna streams through the blinds Its porcelain glow reflects honey in these almond eyes ....and I think of him a gentle descent on my pillow-case golden firefly's radiance cascading upon rosy silk satin face A frozen star melting in the silence of my arms lavenders' kiss embracing unworthy lips But when the night is over like an autumn leaf in early breeze He is carried away....far far away Far too gone, to utter words I so wanted to say ... and each misty morn tired footsteps mark the path to the old oak tree which witnessed our dream our shared peach ,our holding hands our blissful joy and distant tears There I sit, alone but not in solitude by that grassy stone,which holds his name engraved Secretly,I whisper to his soul Unspoken thoughts I yearned to say 'You are gone..but never gone I might arrive late..yet never too late I feel your absence in my bones like cold air on a rainy day but tomorrow ,somehow,somewhere Our May garden blooms pink blossoms by the promise of today' Ps-This is a fiction poem.. But in reality..Let show love to those who are dear to us today Cause tomorrow who knows If We are to stay??? Inspired by a song-If tomorrow never comes

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I lay my head

I lay my head  upon the softness of its mane
My white charger, no knight for a swain
as I am the gallant rider looking for love.
Riding the green valleys with mountains above,
looking for hope in natures  fertile plain

A dream, a carousel  of  tears  and  pain
With bobbing horses making  a colourful train
Flying above a sure sign of hope, a dove
I lay my head 

Imagination in play as I search in vain
Why from happiness  must I abstain
My empty heart crying out to those above 
Praying each night, please bring me love 
Grabbing a handful of the silky white mane
I lay my head

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As I Lay Down To Sleep

As I Lay Down to Sleep


As I lay down and pray
I think of all the good things that happened today

Not a day goes by that I try to do my best
I want to please the lord above all the rest

Wonder if this is my last night
Morning comes and I will not see the morning light

Could only hope that I did all the right things
Left my family in order before I see my KING

We never know the place or the time
Before our saviour calls us home, could be the last rhyme

Guess its only human to think about death
But oh well have to get some sleep, take a deep breath



Written by:  Debra Falgout
October 2, 2012

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I went out walking to the woods today

I went out walking to the woods today
I saw some canvas cities there
And many empty houses along the way
With yards overgrown or bare
And some building still in a heedless way
I met the paradox of man's dismay.

I went out walking to the woods today
To find the road not taken there
But following fire and cloud turned away
To  wipe my friend's uncomforted tear
And watch the jays and the magpies play
All around our descending disarray.

I went out walking to the woods today
To escape the cities cold despair
But from earth's predicament could not turn away
The sunlight withered gardens everywhere
And there the road not taken made of clay
God with us amidst sins decay.

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Wonderful Words

Words,words,flowing through my mind,
I'm chilling,having a wonderful time,
Words,words,forming into lines,twisting,turning,tying up my mind,
Flowing with a beat,generating crazy rhymes...

Words,words,they are pulling my strings,
A puppet to these words,ohh what a beautiful thing,
Controlling my fingers,my thoughts,my mood,
Have me sitting on the toilet,writing in the nude...

Words,words,treating me like a punching bag,
Words of a dying old man or a playful little lad,
Love I have felt or an experience gone bad,
Whenever I am sad a few punches makes me glad...

Words,words,sending chills through my skin,
Explosion in my head,from deep,deep within,
Words,wonderful words,keep calling,keep calling,
Lost in these words,i'm falling,i'm falling....

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