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i buy only gold glitter so that all that glitters is gold
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if opposites attract then would opposite not attract the same
Als well has dried up but it it lasted a while
unfortunately he fell in it and died didn't end well
not in love but my head is still over my heels
when life gives you lemons squirt them in its eye who wants lemons
always get out of my bed at the bottom
so i can punch anybody that says i got out the wrong side
see if you count in half seconds is that a waste of time
if all the worlds a stage
wheres the exit
i don't seem myself
then why the are you telling me
She found herself
In the shards of who I am
The broken bits
The shadows
The resurrection of yesterday's pauses
I wonder
Was it the happy bits
The quiet contemplations
Or does she exist
Within the doubts
The abbreviated sentences
The opinions of her own imposters
Those who choose to see her with veiled perceptions
Is she who she wants to be
Or is she in a state of becoming
I try to see past my own limitations
I wade through my wheres
Trying to see where
Where she has been
Where is she now
Why
Yes I wonder why
Why does she identify with me
I am left to ponder
Contemplate
Who is this woman
With sad happy eyes
Strong in a broken sorta way
Who visits me
On glowing paper
Graces me with kindness
Chooses to ponder herself
Within my spaces
I will seek her out
For she too
Reveals
Her notes
Sings her spirit
On pure white
Glowing
Paper
Dedicated to Charmaine after she commented on my "I Am" poem.
Why are we here?
There is an aching craving
deep gnawing within heart and mind
pondering how and what life is,
the conundrum of how it all came to be
and the eternal question
of why.
This is the inner hunger
wretching in the gut
tugging at the heartstrings and its beat
tearing voracious at the spirit and soul
with prayer and deepest thought, whinge
of why.
These are the languid askings,
wanderings, pinings in dark soulless nights
encompassing the yearning need and want
the have to be of the unseen and unknown
longing covetous desires for cause and proof
of why.
This is the puzzlement unanswered
lingering doubt in mysteries of existence
be you a believer or not, we are
hungering for the enigmas of life
all the hows and wheres and whens
of why.
Parts unknown
Taking a one way ride
Lost in the tide
Heading to parts unknown
Things i have blown
Which way is up which is down
Leaving town
Could be a theif
But for the grief
Dont care
Dont dare
Hate i wont bring with me
Its everywhere i see
Makes me so sad
Makes others glad
Running away
Not much left to say
I must be lost in my head
Better of dead
But i keep going on
Takes to long
One foot always in the air
Never been fair
Always on the move but going nowhere
Luck has ran out
Want to pout
Nobody sees what i am. Before
Heart is so sore
Why do i try
Just to cry
Silly words i write
Never sound right
Lose everytime i try
Dont understand why
Just when i move foreward
Thinking im going towards
My sight gets blind
Left behind
Nowhere to find
Peace the lost hope
Stuck at the end of the rope
No love for me
None i can see
To crazy i think
Dont even drink
Would lighten my load
No end to my road
Goes on forever
End never
Tomorrow never gets here
This silent tear
Never to fall
Hope stands tall
Out of my reach
Why do you preach
Nothing works peace is a lie
You only fall not fly
....maybe cry....
Hate i wont carry in me
Makes it hard to see
Pain sorrow
Wheres tomorrow
Hiden away
There to stay
....Good day...
Where’s that smile of yours today
What do you mean you put it away
Do you want to bring everyone down
We don’t feel good seeing you frown
Do you at least have it close by
Before you make all of us cry
Perhaps you have it in your pocket
Or do we need a key to unlock it
I can see that your feeling very bad
Otherwise you wouldn’t look so sad
Is it something that you can talk about
It might be a help to just let it all out
If you give us a smile or just a slight grin
You can then release all your endorphins
Forcing that smile can bring you a boost
Then some of your stress could be reduced
Author Eileen Clark
San Woo Where Did You Go
It looks like you packed up your bags
and skipped town
why
it doesn't make sense
my little tulip
you're following the same path as aqua marine
to clarify
both of you ...
or is it both of you puppets
would lavish me with genuine comments ...
I thought ...
you would boost my spirits
adding sugar to my day
... and now
and now poof ...
you are gone
it doesn't make sense
there's no rhyme or reason
I'm devastated
you two were the only two friends
I had here
it was just a few weeks you were laughing
laughing at my poems ...
I thought it was genuine
and now you're gone
I don't know what to think anymore
maybe it was all a facade
It's weird
I'm in a bubble
a big bubble of mice and men, here
is one of you nurses going to bring my psyche meds?
help, help
please
let me see past this aberration
is somebody out to hurt me?
wheres the good light
getting back to woo
one of her contest that i entered
double trouble, as i look back at it now
i didn't smell one blade of grass in the placing
and that comes on the heels of receiving at least 7 sevens
from readers comments
i thought that was weird, too
or was that another stab in my back to hurt me
my dear little tulip?
like what i said i dont know what to think anymore
esp. receiving any of the readers comments to my poems ..
in the future
i can think of it as being one of her puppets
playing with me ... like austin, her cat, does to a piece of shrimp
one step she be
probir probably be next to exit stage
i can see that playing out
i cans see all her barbies in a frenzy, laughing, as i write
nice picture
cry and bare the black bear, i guess.
connie pachecho
1/27/17
Where’s the beef? The old woman said.
I still see her bulbous nose, parading in my head.
She opens the bun and the hamburger is dinky.
My thoughts about this oldster are incredibly kinky.
Where’s the beef? Was soon printed on white t- shirts.
We were all naming the old lady, us Ethyls and Gerts.
Wendys was bringing people in by the busloads.
I was one of the easily led, coming in on all back roads.
Where’s the beef? Was on billboards against the blue sky.
It brought chuckles a plenty, none of us wondering why.
The old lady with a bulbous nose made us laugh until we were sick.
An advertising executive no doubt got a raise with that gimmick slick.
Wheres the inspiration that I am looking for tonight?
Why do the thoughts not come until I'm ready to turn out the light?
Then they all begin knocking on the door of my mind,
begging to come in and entertain me one last time.
Sometimes things are whirling and in a great big mess -
sometimes I can't deal with it all, its jsut too much stress.
So I block it out or at least I try,
but man, sometimes the thoughts are so much stronger than I,
and they knock me down, they take me out
so I continually have to find a new route.
There's so much to say and yet no way to express it, so much to say but words are hard to
find unless it is something that makes no sense, such as this right now...I'm in such a jumble
and I don't know how...and so I continue to look for the inspiration that should come.
So another night passed and I've said nothing still - even though I've filled this page.
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I MUST BRAVELY SAY WE BECOME COMEDIANS SOMETIMES WHY I AMAZE MYSELF HOW PUTTING SOMEONE ELSE ABOVE MY OWN NEEDS ESPECIALLY WHEN THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE GOES THROUGH A MACHINE WAVING GOODBYE LIKE THEY WILL NEVER SEE YOU AGAIN SUDDENLY YOU FORGET ABOUT NOT PUTTING ON DEORDORANT RUSHING GETTING HIM DRESSED MISSING YOGA OH HOW I MISS YOGA SWIMMING AND AQUA AEROBICS YOU LOOK INTO THEIR EYES AND WONDER WHAT HAPPENED TO THE STROKE YOU WERE HAVING YESTERDAY WHERES THE PAIN IN MY KNEE TODAY IN AN INSTANT IT VANISHES LIKE AN APHODISIAC PUTTING YOUR SPOUSES NEEDS BEFORE I CAN'T EXPLAIN WHERE IT COMES FROM I GUESS IT DOESN'T HAPPEN IN ALL MARRIAGES MANY TIMES I CHANT WHAT I'M I DOING DO HE KNOW I WANT CHANEL NOTHING ELSE WILL HE REMEMBER THE CARDS THE FLOWERS YOU KNOW WHAT HE ALWAYS DOES I GUESS THIS IS THE STUFF MARRIAGE IS ALL ABOUT THERE ARE DAYS PATIENCE LOOKING FOR MY GLASSES FINDING HIS FIRST OR THE GENTLE WAY WE GARDEN TOGETHER I LOVE GARDENING IT ALWAYS BRINGS THE CARDINALS CLOSER I KNOW THE CARDINALS ARE SENT FROM HEAVEN ABOVE I PANIC AT THE THOUGHT OF GETTING TO HEAVEN BEFORE HIM WHO WILL CARE FOR HIM WILL HE REMEMBER TO LET THE TOP DOWN ON THE TOILET WILL HE FOLD THE SOCKS OR JUST THROW THEM AROUND THE HOUSE THE LITTLE THINGS THAT KEEP THAT FIRE GOING THE SMALL SPATS THAT NEVER ESCALATE THE IRONY OF IT ALL IS COMICAL LYRICAL AND SAFE MARRIAGE IS A SAFE PLACE YOU GET TO SHARE EVERYTHING WITH ANOTHER SOUL THAT IN ITSELF IS A KIND OF HEAVEN ON EARTH AND WE BEGAN AGAIN MARRIAGE IS A STRANGE KARMA DID YOU MAKE THE COFFEE I THOUGHT YOU DID SINCE YOU WERE UP FUNNY RIGHT FUNNY INDEED THE BEAUTY OF MARRIAGE
Madam…
“Welcome”, She said
Who’s the ‘dude’
In your head
My hands shook
Her alter shined
Did she just
Oh yes she did!
She just looked
and read my mind
My hands shook
At a gust of wind
“don’t sweat the vase”
She smiled then…
Madam…
“Where have you been?”
The Doctor…
“Said you were Strange”
About.Time…
“You’re hear a.gain”
The Tomb
was mistaken when…
I saw you once
in a shop before
New to Orleans
”...in the corridor…”
You were tHere.
I and I knew
but not until now
I saw your date
with a twisted brow
and I saw the tomb
that said you’d come.
Rats in your ear dear?
Far star comes near
“pon takes queen”
and we’re hear.
;)~
wHeres the flow?
wolf in a girls bow
flew in the mind
of a wind who knew
”... you left me out…”
“you only think so”
Happy SoulsIshstar….
i and ihear
Q and U dear ;)
Broad Horizons
Ms. Deborah Guzzi
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