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As I said in GRI, I would return to speak again
of that which I did afore begin
I now do finish that first rhyme.
The next time was when commerce sought
where in O.C. a car I bought
A Peugot fine it was, I deemed
as off the lot I drove that eve.
I headed for a fueling place,
and gassed the tank up full
Then into car I quickly got
and drove off slowly, aware of naught
when suddenly I heard a fearsome noise
'twas tension from the gas pump hose
Rocket-like that hard steel crashed
through window into my skull it smashed
A painful impact, 'twas just fate
as blood poured from my rock-hard pate.
Glass lodged in wound, it's true, was found
The gash quite deep, my skull did pound
Strange indeed this thing, forsooth
though death again I did repulse.
The last, and hopeful final time
was early June about evening time
Upon Steel Horse I did betake
to head to Gym, a work-out make
Flew like the wind round corner, that
machine and I, marked for thirty flat
Played carelessly that day, it's true
Lifes not a game, I greatly rue
At fifty five I pumped the brake
no time to turn, 'twas just too late
Fishtailed it did, that sturdy bike
as I crashed, with blackened sight.
To curb I flew, no sound of course
'cept my flesh crashing, 'gainst stronger force.
No time to think just blackness now
just time to speak a Name, not loud
to Him who reads the silent words
Lord I said, indeed you're true .
As up I stood up a ragged mess
though stand I did, God did bless
My life anew he granted me
Nine lives I've not, it's Destiny.
Guilty as sin
Because sin is past tense
The deed has been done
And not far hence
What measure of you now
Have been newly made
To what pleasure did you bow
Where vanity was paid
How shall men see you
For what you have done
Can time someday heal
What was seen by the sun
Or is there someone waiting
Who will remember the truth
Is there someone hating
Who would set your secret loose
Guilt is an emotion
Difficult to explain
We name those two emotions
Sometimes fear and sometimes shame
Can you desire repentance
Just for fear of God
Has shame touched your conscious
With feelings that are odd
A soul that runs from justice
Haunted by a past
Always checking your shoulders
Tell the lie told last
Many years may pass
Before the string in your labyrinth is found
Those that matter will find the truth
That your inextricably bound
Will guilt and shame clear your name
Or evil face appear
When truth and facts finally attach
After so many years
We blame fate for so many things
Especially our human flaws
But still when things really matter
We ignore our own laws
Secrets, we should keep them
For sometimes truth brings death
Because blood is thicker than water
And all that we have left
We may give time all our secrets
And wonder if time will forgive
But time knows all our secrets
And the fateful time to reveal
I used to believe that to fully be alive
You had to be on the edge
On the verge
On the run
I thought the only authenticity
Came from breaking all the rules
The only way to be true to myself
Was to live beyond the law
I thought the only deals to make
Were ones with the devil himself
I pitied the people around me
With steady jobs
Steady love
Steady lives
I believed them shackled by monotony
Imprisoned by the mundane
I shuddered at the thought
Of rules, schedules, routines
But the older I got
The more time I spent
Alone in this state of mind
Until I slowly came to see
That I was living on an edge
That was sharp enough to cut me
And once it did
I was going to bleed to death
In a pool of my own broken promises
So I made a deal with myself
Finish a few things you've started
Break a few less laws
Let your sober days stretch longer
Give yourself time to breath
And simply see how you like it
So I did
And at first I felt trapped
Held down by responsibility
Drowining in real life
But over time I began to appreciate the small
The easy pleasure found in the simple
The joy of a quieter life
And I realized that I could live this way
And to my shock I already was
And it hasn't killed me yet
So I guess for now it's working
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Well Andrea, :)
I suppose feral ferret gets loose a bit,
when he aint n isn't on the tit,
lived too long with little wit,
the ferret comes out cagey.
so sneaking through the tall, short wood,
to catch a chook, for her own quite good,
cafuffle feathers casting, tasty could,
be just more time a wasting:)
Interesting swerve ball move,
technocolor thought n groove
Insanity rules in all that matters,
i'm jerked out of bed to write n 2 chatter,
don't judge yourself babe, be happy,
you draw to yourself, what really matters.:) sometimes.
yet upon a moonlit field,
the cows did low cos they were real,
other times n other places,
dimensions n missing spaces
so thought the Whip-or-will?
I don't quite do it here, maybe later :)
Yes Robert
here its mostly the young,
who think that they can drive,
hit 3 feet of water once,
sideways at seventy bloody five. MPH
not a mark on car or me ,
brother Mark was speechless see.
guide posts flashing all round,could be,
an i just kept a driving...
my time to be surviving:)
unless its your turn, in the barrel,
when ya maybe burn,
or wear the feather apparel.
feel the vortex,
sucking in,
voracious, Don Johnson 5-jul-11
Frankly I'll stare blankly into darkness all the time I wish I could and you still in the
spot you stood saying this time for good I knew you'd stay just like I thought you
should. Were alone in these vacant woods this situtation aint no good it's been
sixteen days were misunderstood common sence is on vacation so let's take up
roots in a new location, light a trail through our duration build a new on this
foundation show the world to a standing ovation then settle down into salvation
enjoy the scene a surreal sensation finally give in to our temptations. As I look at
you your my admiration so there's time for celebration intuition planted in this vast
constellation let's break this disolation repair unflattering devastation it's our time
total domination. Tonight we take our place among moonlight break the void escape
the sunlight into this eve we'll both take flight a wrected hyme we learned by sight
let's take advantage to much delight. Before October let's set things right in the end
we shall ascend.
Moch it not this rhyme of Mine
Four hear I say there come a day
when still we'll be in Peace.
Love vs not through time of ours
Four hear I say our mending stars
still the hour of fear filled hearts.
Peace will.in all ways full and filled
promises of friendShips among us
through the land between us. It is
Alive in a spiraling wind humanity
beats a kind and wise mind again
elevation gentle butterfly climbs
chimes of time in.chanting rhymes
were found in the round. OphiVe.
Alive five and in.Sprials Elemental
Phi.at Mach Speeds...
Hey...
Speed Racer. Can you trAcer
eRacer through Time while she
We.Writes!E.Tunes.AKey?Q.
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~Know|edge|or|age~
~~Your choice All.Ways~
~~~Mach PhiVE~
~~~~Trixie went.HyperSonic~
~ ~~~~Then she bent.psycho.acoustic~
Then GEorAge said never rAge.
It never pays. Knots the days.
Machs the Way...
Enchanted Are, those who play
With GEorAge.TheWashingTone.
Oh! It is that.Wish.After All.
Rrrr
;p
---><--- 'innies' are on. :)
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I went on a road trip with my brother and dad
And I want to share the time that I had
We left from Indiana to New York City we were heading
To be a part of my sisters wedding
I didn't have the kids so I thought yes smooth trip
I lied to myself sure was fooled forget it
We had to keep stopping it just would'nt last
For some strange reason we kept running out of gas fast
My dad got hungry as his stomack loudly grawles
But there wasn't another rest stop for at least 20 miles
We had a smooth ride until traffic started to jam
We got restless trying to do anything we can
Then the cops pulled us over and issued a speeding ticket
I'm not the driver I'm not paying it
The wedding was beautiful and so was she
I got to see my best friend and spend time with family
now Iam sad and feel so alone
Back on this long trip it's quiet all the way home
For vacation this summer I plan to go back
But this time Iam taking the kids and riding the amtrak
FOR VIVA VACATION CONTEST
how can i discribe this beauty
on this paper how can i display
how can i tell what my eye's adore
and get the point across that this is more
this thing that is youthfull
this thing being young
has no knowledge of wrinkles
or ageing begun
she sits a few feet away
never to know that this poem
is being writen about her
the librarian called her name
Leah. but this was no leah
this was Rachel in all her glory
the sight jacob labored seven years for
and then again seven more
she sit's in the wrapings of youth
the jewel any father would adore
the prize made for a prince
i wonder does she have the sence
and i so lucky from time to time
glance over her way
her skinny arm
her frizzied hair
and now she's leaving
to the copy machine to get her work
and those low cut jeans
soon now. oh she came back
she must know that i'm writing this
or God his providence provides a frame
this creation deserves an encore
lucky i found out her name
To the greatest grandmother,
Of all times from above,
I write you this poem,
Full of blessings and love,
You're an angel of light,
And a blessing from heaven,
a gift to the world,
And the mother of seven,
Your aura shines vibrant,
Your smiles gleam bright,
The advice that you give us,
Reflects divine light,
You have twenty-two grand kids,
And you've helped raise us all,
From the time we were born,
Past the time we could crawl,
You were there to help guide us,
From the time we were walking,
You were right there beside us,
When we first started talking,
And now that we've grown up,
To have kids of our own,
You have sixteen great grand kids,
How the family has grown,
You have two great, great grand kids,
What a lifetime of bliss,
An amazing achievement,
That began with a kiss.
Copyright © 2009 Zachary Jackson
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Fearless i go running in the night
barefoot on rich damp soil
stretching out my arms
in a cool wild flight
trees, they whisper in my ear
dark wind on cold bare flesh, i’m running
hot face, heart pounds
i feel the pull of a thousand years
and the way things used to be
and then, i hear the call
you are here
the time is now
and, all is meant to be
the time is now
you are here
all things are as they are
flight faster than thought on this light moon night
as i slip between the bars
i breathe the finest breath
*****sapiens erect
moving, sentiently and silently
through the stars
you are here
all things are meant to be
the time is now
and all things are as they are
and you are here
all things are all things
and, all is meant to be
(c) s.watts
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