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Entrée

With skin
As golden brown
Spicy
And
Succulent
As a young capon
Like the colonel’s own
You are the original recipe
Ad we you know the saying,
Finger lickin’ good
Come to my table
And let me dine


Thanks, Jana for you kind words and thanks for joining us.I'm so glad folks are really getting into putting thier work up. I really am loving these poems!
 

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Upon Gazing Upward at Midnight

Through the majestic cosmic void I emerge,
parting the kaliedoscope nebula in joyous actualization--
I am!!
The celestial meoldy sings to me,
the universe screams aloud,
the novas warm and sparkle
and a dwarf calls oh so selfishly
All is in and around me--
the infinite unknowable,
the ultimately neglected,
the seen and unseen--
Me!!
I am in and around me;
all and nothing at once.
I transverse and yet go nowhere,
I perceive but vision escapes me,
I marvel and am still unmoved
I simply exist and that is enough--
I am:
A chord of the universal syphony
Waif on the celestial scale
A glimmer in the endles, starry night.
I am.
 

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All of my poetry was written in 11 years ago--so it talks about things that may or may not currentl hold true.

On The Wall

Mirror-friend, there you stand
Blurred and distorted from the humid, showery haze of a new day;
Refreshed and determined
As we mold our daily plaster mask of non-chalance
Prepared to confront the hungry jackyls
with our disguise of comedy and confidence


Mirror-foe, there you loiter
Triumphant like some schoolyard bully over the pummeled remains of prey;
Smirked with delight
As you hammer home daily m shortcomings
Measured carefully against my wants
With deliberate critique in mind

I like you, mirror, for what you are
But I hate you more for what you aren't.
For your wiry fram devoid of muscle
And your almond eyes of cheshire cat;
For your tainted teeth and gapped-tooth smile,
And your keloid, battle-scarred face.
Yes,
For all that you are and aren't I hate you.
And me.
And the lesson of acceptance I hope to one day fully learn
Before the smile erodes to reveal the fossil frown beneath.
 

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Façade

Who the hell am I?
Loosing battle against it all
Tearing at the layers of veneer
Deeper
Wetter
Empty
Nails digging
Mad and frantic, ripping
Pulling tatters away to only find another façade
Faster
Harder
Bloody
Deceived by myself
And forgotten in the shadows
I sob, lying on the ground
Weaker
Fainter
Angry
Clawing at my core
I grip the rotted root
And pull with all my strength
Tighter
Laughter
Wildly
Collapse and convulse
With no core or frame to cling to
I am only a façade, built of layers
Empty
Bloody
Weaker
Hands black with hate
Wet and stained from memories
Hidden beneath layer upon layer
Angry
Wildly
Deeper
I am my own invention
Of paint and tatters, clung to wounds
Built on a child, crucified
Who the hell am I?

DWH 10/2005
 

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A Tiny Bit of Colorblind Madness


It's raining drops of red lightning,
Pouring across my upturned face.
It seems such a big waste.
I like these drops of red lightning.

They jump and arc so joyously.
I like watching them play up there,
They seem to have fun in the air.

I never want to leave this place
The noise, so odd, it's a whirring.

The orange sky streaked with green can't see.
I wonder where it is I am.
The gray clouds laugh loud, "It's not fair."

I feel peace in this barren waste,
Where it rains drops of red lightning.
 

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You threatened to up and leave me,
You'd like to break my heart.
I'll let you do as you please you see,
'Cause I really don't give a fart.
 

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Originally posted by Pecker@Oct 30 2005, 02:55 AM
You threatened to up and leave me,
You'd like to break my heart.
I'll let you do as you please you see,
'Cause I really don't give a fart.
[post=356669]Quoted post[/post]​


*hangs head low and submit's Pecker's name for LPSG poet laureate*
 

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Ruth

Ruth rode on my motorbike,
Directly back of me.
We hit a bump at 95,
and rode on ruthlessly.



Peas and Honey

I eat my peas with honey,
I've done it all my life.
I know it may seem funny,
But it keeps them on my knife.
 

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Originally posted by Axex@Oct 31 2005, 06:10 AM
Hickory Dickory Dock
Some Chick Was Sucking My Cock
The Clost Struck 2
I Blew My Goo
And Dropped Her Off Next Block


<not mine>
[post=356982]Quoted post[/post]​


Now you write poetry about our......encounter.
 

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Originally posted by Axex@Oct 29 2005, 05:35 PM
I&#39;m not sure if you wrote a haiku because he&#39;s in China, but haiku is a Japanese form of poetry. Also I think the order is 5-7-5...I think :|.
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Nah, the location had nothing to do with it, I know that haiku is Japanese... but you are right about the form. Just don&#39;t tell anyone that I&#39;m lysdexic. I was actually trying to recite that "haiku" from memory, it was written during another trip he took, and brought to mind by the China trip. The original was in correct form, my memory was not. Sorry&#33;
 

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Originally posted by Dr. Dilznick@Oct 31 2005, 01:42 PM
BITCH

Bitch, get my sweet malt liquor out the fridge.
Bitch, prep my gators and ready my velvet.
Bitch, ready my porterhouse steak.
Bitch, I grow tired of your questions.
Bitch, enjoy your cold shallow slumber.
[post=357083]Quoted post[/post]​


This one reminds me of the father&#39;s pimp fantasy in "Soul Man"....
 

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God help me, there&#39;s a ghoul at my door,
Hunchbacked, green as slime,
Fogging the glass from his breath&#39;s heat.
I decide to dial 911 their help to emplore
But shyly from beneath its grime
It softly requests of me, "Trick or Treat?"
 

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Originally posted by Pecker@Nov 1 2005, 02:20 AM
God help me, there&#39;s a ghoul at my door,
Hunchbacked, green as slime,
Fogging the glass from his breath&#39;s heat.
I decide to dial 911 their help to emplore
But shyly from beneath its grime
It softly requests of me, "Trick or Treat?"
[post=357228]Quoted post[/post]​



Awwwwwww&#33; Pecker that was precious&#33;
 

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I’m sorry

I’m sorry
Sorry for what was
And sorry for what might have been

I apologize
For all the confidences shared
And all the mutual plans made

I was wrong
For letting you matter to me
And for gifting you with part of my heart

I made a mistake
In thinking you were someone you weren’t
And asking you to bear that burden

Can I forgive you
For being no other than who you are,
Not who I wanted you to be?

As to the last, I do not know.

&copy; C.V.W*

* don&#39;t want to put my name out there, but that one is published, so I had to throw the &copy; up
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Why are some people like narcotics
And others like drug addicts
What is it about these drugs
That make others desperate for a fix?

When will there be love rehab?
Or broken hearts anonymous?
Can there be rapid detox
For heart-dependent addicts?

Are the lovelorn the latest crack-heads,
Standing broken in the streets
With matchmakers, their suppliers
Selling new love piece by piece?

Is old love like sneakers hanging
From the power lines above
Decaying remnants of a faded past
That once fit like a glove?

&copy; C.V.W
 

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Yummy&#33;

Welcome and thank you so much for sharing those wonderful poems&#33; I am totally feeling you&#33; They hit hard make you think and then smiile...

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My Own Taj Mahal

A
Bitter
Stinging
Brown
Its heady pungeance
Conjures visions
Of far away palaces
Where Rajahs built
Gleaming marble monuments
To their obsessions.
Solomonic forms
Twist around one another
S I dip my finger into
The molasses thick
Elixir
My monument
My obsession
My true love
Cinammon. Rolls.