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Dearest soup tech
Who I love and respect
I write to you
So that you may know
I've tried to be here
With iPad and cheer
But the login fails me
No action tells me
Of possible broken links
One maybe
Just maybe....
My iPad stinks
Meanwhile I sigh
As I try to not cry
As I type again
And hope with intent
That you might check in
... And tell me
How to begin...
Xoxo
Wish me luck
I'm about
To push
The
Button...

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Imagination

I have a wandering mind
my lines as I draw them
over the grid as I steer them
through intersections
I veer them
perspectives I see
when I peer them...
detecting truth
in the dots as I hear them

A gentle Awe
the sound of pause
soft claw.ing sings from my pen
when the lines are drawn
and my mind goes wandering...

About U
Imagination.
My artful perception.

56 signed.The Declaration...

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To Read

Do you know why I'm here...?

I'm here to read your Words,
the song you exchange with the Birds.
Typed sounds of who you are,
where you've been, from which
bright star, which Gods you've played,
the mood of your days and I wonder...
Do you hear me Read from afar?

I've loved with you and I love you too,
Your Words are part of Me. You write
your life, your soul, your flight....
And I've been Reading, your Poetry.

A sea.  Your Wind on my face, 
your images in the breeze, 
and even your scent,
sometimes I can see.

I've loved with you and I love you too,
I've read your dreams of Tomorrow.
I've held you close and kissed your face,
When I've cried and read your sorrow.

I see.  Your face in the wind.
I come here to Read You...
Time and Again.
Because I fall into Love, with you my Friend.

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A. Long Learned Tale.

........conversation.................

Grammaticus LongWindyGust
"...I'm a Lime too..." said his mind.
Her voice in time, came through.
It's the base of her name, he knew true
as he proclaimed in a loud verse,
that he's a duck too...

"Regulus they aim to rewrite us"
demarcation of the strat.Osiris
...they can't be serious? On papyrus?
"... to train the faithful..."
so the Fremen.taught.us 
"... tell me of your homeworld, sulu..."

Shades of the grey in a bow.
The sun...
"...Hadrian, had I not run..."
cycles time, the route of one
"...my Duke Let.go...
and I am. Awaken..."

In the List of Tribes Anonymous
is a kiss from a Cat.Coalaborus
labor of the Hola!sTree.Us.
"...at times you felt notorious..."

I'm of the Proud, Lion.
My watchful eye is first of four on.
A formation, creation not of abrasion
but of rhyme, and my name is Sound.
"... take care the deer, 
near the sill of my ground..."

An odd.long.story, from a curly mound



;)
inspiration: Vomiticus Grammaticus--Ground Zero

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Reuben

;p

I
Love
Reuben
Sandwiches
Grill toast with corn beef
Thousand island dressing to please
Grill delicious on rye or pumpernickle tastes right.
Hot melted cheese of Swiss makes you say delicious.
Sauerkraut in the mouth makes you wish
for coleslaw and this
handy spork.
With love,
Your
Dork

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~dedicated to my friend, can you guess who? would dare me to turn a 'fibo' up a knotchie?
lol!!  That was fun.  Thanks Ruben ;)

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Izzy You'Re Dizzy

Izzy you're dizzy you'll need to explain
Exactly HOW many players are in your brain.
~But I can't they won't understand.
~I've tried this before and I lost my clan.
~They know you're here on the land.Anyway.

Explain a day that you can see when Many are the
here and the hear are She. Writing for A WE.
It can be This Way and it is.
News came and spun the biz...
NessV. It'll be May.be Tomorrow.
Five days in the narrows.
row row To be. a Way
Then on the arrows we'll see.

~with respect I ask... are you testing me?
A day in May is only part Way. To a day.
I know my name. \@@/ and YOU're the ham.
A birth defined on an August I AM!g0

And my vision is funny not fuzzy,
Souper sunny in the morning not dizzy...
My name is Susan and my pen's named Izzy.

A system drawn in a perfect way.see
A Wake.yes. A Long ago yes. I Be.
8>
Loving to write poETry
And how many poems can that really be?
In my brain I asked, Again.

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An Experiment...

.... for your eyes ....

A menu for lusciously delicious lips...
Bread sticks and creamy dips,
Cold, warm, hot on your tongue.
Delicate cherries, can't eat just one.
Exquisite, dew filled honey in the sun...
Fragrant and ripe, skin on the melons.
Grappling the grapes, little balls of wine,
Hands cupped to my face, I take you...
In,
Juggling faith, love, lust and sin...
Knowing, at the table as I came again.
Liiiiick. Said the kitten to the star fruit...
Moan for me...mmmmm
Nature slips between my lips,
Opening wide and closed are my eyes,
Pressing the button... whip cream surprise!
Quivering now, champagne in a glass...
Release of pressure in a bubbling bath,
Swallowing slowly to make it last.
Taste intoxication, erotic exploration,
Uttering sounds of pleasure...
Velvety treasure filled liqueurs.
When it rains I hope it pours,
Xtreme delight, ..fingers food.., and candle light,
Your Way.
Zest of Life! It's a buffet!

Inspiration: Cookie Monster

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Tongue Twister

Twisted mister missed a tone
known to show a coloring poem
Tongue tied & bright eYes wide
Founded now the Seven inside
...and they smiled.

Spin a song come come along
Petascale and Ping a pong U&I
ding a dong and king a kong.a
beta scale still a while aWay.eh?

SO so blue said the Watering shoe
True true true said the skylark too
and the b.in.B.ees are funny! Along
the Road came the Runners bunny
...hey honey! You left your BlueGenes
on. The greenBeans too. Dear.Q.

Sun.On.Constellation systems fun!
Come.On.Hon. let your senses vent
the lens it sends us on our way!

OPhi.ades! Know.Pleiades is just
too slow. Grow a big toe & use all
the digits.dig.it.??? T.flops but
ohOZ.One.Is SO much more fun!
... said the can.Did.Smile.On.

~Know. I'm just Me. No Sly on hear.

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Im.A.Andu?

I’m a girl.
I’m a whirl,
And A swirl.
A wind.
A blend.
I mend.
And I bend…

Of the reeds,
I need,
I bleed,
I bead….
And I mend,
As I Pen.

A little hippy.
A little cheeky.
Even squeaky,
Sometimes when I laugh.

I’ll cry,
Be dramatic,
xxX.agerate.it
while I create it.

I’ll dye again,
Freak out again,
Think I’m here
While I'm there,
and then…

I’ll breathe.
Hear a breeze….
Be Week in my knees…
And I’ll breathe.

A joke right there.
from outta the know-where.
A mum, and a hum,
Then a giggling tone.
Was that a worry?
Didn’t think I had One?

I’m a jeweler,
I need a Ruler,
To keep my measure,
Is such a pleasure.
Gemstones,
My sparkles’n’bling,
Bending wire,
Makes my heart sing.

I’m a Nerd,
And a flirt,
I’m a gardner,
Hands in the dirt.
Small tomatoes…
Fruit of the Earth.
For what’s it all worth.

I love first,
everything.
I have no doubt.
But if so,
I just shout,
When I pout
and I cry it all out.

And deep inside….
I don’t know her name,
Lives a warrior girl,
Who lives without shame.
Two eyez like flame.
And.
~The journey started…
A Long Time Ago.

… and You?

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Who Me? Long.Winded?

My friend let me share with you,
the secret of  what I do,
It really is a mystery,
I have no clue is the truth you see?
It just happens to me.

I ask many questions,
I don't pretend to know,
of what's so familiar it makes
my heart glow.  It just is.
From lifetimes ago.

I have a story of what it might be.
Floats around in my head,
demands attention from me.
Compelled to write an
arrangement on life.
Hearing the language
of what's behind my eyes.
But I don't know why.

I love all the same,
everything about this crazy game.
I'm fortunate and grateful to hear,

Another voice in the Wind out there.
Even if understanding's not clear.


It feels quite right,
like the warmth of a light,
Like the smell of a fresh spring day.
I'm in love with it,
when it comes my way.

A mystery this voice in me,
as puzzles are shown to my eyes.
And I don't know why….
But to my own surprise….
Sometimes I try and it's not quite right.
Sometimes I don't and then it takes flight,
and it's right….and a quiet write into light...
but I don't know why.

Just a glimpse you see… it's the oddest part
of the secret me.