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Dreaming The Place

Their lullaby is the guttered water falling into sewer drains; drip drip drip. Their fragmented dreams are of tumbling leaves and taillights, disappearing into the nighttime hues. They wake to the stampede of suits and briefcases, Shivering. Their blankets have blown away. Drifting in the wind with yesterday’s news.

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My Call Girl Convenience
in Open 1w 2d ago

A Long RefrainI have come to accept that there is beauty in frailty--
a frayed and fragile frame
extending her hand where blue veins road through thinning skin, making evident the terrain of flesh we really are-- a faltering voice, that falls through the kindness of a struggling smile.
I guess I was biased from the time we scrubbed yellow walls
and soaked tobacco covered screens between bouts of silence and the
occassional series of hacking coughs. I saw two paintings I had made in grade school pressed between a stack of albums that gapped years in her clos A Long Refrain
in Open on 5/1/08

Of Plastic and BronzeI
they were stiff, callous, and coarse, as they come together and came apart, clasping, rubbing, loose fabric  brushing over darting flames, sending sparks into the night through a forest of buildings. They slowly went through the motions
of what would be washing, observing, and cupping each other in fists of hope as breath became visible in subzero air. They could have been made of bronze, chisled in prayer-- a paperweight, before they melted back into humanity.
II
The man they belong to, His quarters are off Of Plastic and Bronze
in Open on 4/22/08

Reaching You By a CliffI was going to wait for dawn, right before the sun would pass through the fog, As twilight shook off the colors of night, and they fell upon me, A shadow to the horizon,
and the moistened rim of an empty bottle by which I hung;
I was going to go down as the sun came up, become a ravishing site to the child in a backseat 3 miles away and below, whose maybe never seen a vulture prepare for its feast; its areal show against a backdrop of hills and mountains.
Anything can be beautiful, I have learned that; a battlefield and its flapping flag, center Reaching You By a Cliff
in Open on 4/16/08

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A Casual FuneralA plane home, holding it together like winter in June, a passed away friend’s dry ground
hard to find as any
from a mile up, or only six feet away.
No cocktails, no Dramamine,
I’ll sick and seizure just the same; my manual is made of liquid, fragile as a prayer recited in slumber at the luggage station,
where a conveyer  lets go, go, go
until the rollers break; until the rubber throws up its hands in split hair strands, and finally says “no.”
A plain home,
holding it together like a dese A Casual Funeral
by `nonculture

Good-byeIt plays in our footsteps, the sigh of necks and shoulders, your hair gasping against itself: a loosed violin. My bowed head
requests rain.  A sewer grate lit by streetlamps is a band of gold too brilliant to look at, an eclipse
ringing like the rim
of a moistened wineglass.
“So.” Our hands grasp, our chests press, coats rasping as needles on records, then draw away slowly, a last fermata like the decrescendo of the moon. The song ends.  Rain has not come. I pace cobblestones, waiting; you enter a pub, cradle Good-bye
by `SparrowSong

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Okay, My Bitterness Has Subsided a Bit

Journal Entry: Fri May 9, 2008, 5:43 AM

I guess most of us go through a spell at some point. I'll just keep throwing the line out, we eventually catch something.

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Current Age: 30
Current Residence: Ohio,USA
Interests: Art, Poetry, Music, Psychology, Reading, Culture
Favourite movie: Too Many Too List, I'll have to come back on this one.
Favourite band or musician: Enigma , Tangerine Dream, Dan Foggelberg
Favourite genre of music: Spiritual, classical, Love Songs, rock, rap, everything except bluegrass, and thrash
Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allen Poe, for his stories. Emily Dickinson, who's life I can relate to.
Favourite style or digital art: Mostly Traditional Art
Operating System: Windows XP
Wallpaper of choice: I have a desert theme wallpaper
Favourite game: It must be life, it's the only game I play
Personal Quote: An Artist can see the creation in all. Even that which results from destruction.
Tools of the Trade: Mostly just pen, paper, and paintshop.

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~Moonbeams

Apr 22, 2008, 9:02:11 PM

And a happy poetry month and earth day to you too! I've been writing a poem a day, I've just been keeping them under the radar.

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I crave cocoa when the wind hits my door; classic conditioning.

You should try not to live too much, you could end up dying.

~critmass

Apr 20, 2008, 7:31:40 PM

happy poetry month

happy earth day

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there is a wisdom in the wave

~critmass

Apr 20, 2008, 7:30:50 PM

on your avatar
are those
wiper blades?
i hear darlin that
when it rains in
pacific palisades, the
residents dont have a name
for it because its always done
and said before they
even have to ask.
rain is priceless.

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there is a wisdom in the wave

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~Isiena

Dec 7, 2006, 8:04:44 PM

I'm glad you're still writing poetry.

-cheers!

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(Will be doing any sort of request. Message me with a note if you're interested!)

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~critmass

Sep 12, 2006, 8:44:01 AM

droppin in to share a grin

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there is a wisdom in the wave

=mrcool256

Aug 19, 2006, 1:44:10 PM

I just kind of randomly browsed through your writings. I must say you've got some intriguing stuff. keep up the good work!

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"You cannot depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus."- Mark Twain

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~Lirieel

Jul 20, 2006, 1:24:50 PM

thanks very much for the fav!

~loopfruit

May 4, 2006, 6:10:20 PM

Just stopped by to see what you were up to. You are writing, aren't you?

Inspiration is a writer's love. Sometimes it shows up on your doorstep, sometimes it needs to courted.

Why not keep writing while you romance or wait for it?

*pipersmoon

May 2, 2006, 4:48:36 PM

Thank you for the fave

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Music's the only thing that makes sense anymore.
Play it loud enough and it keeps the deamons at bay.

~rrbushey

Apr 11, 2006, 9:05:41 PM

Thank you so much for the

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Simply complex, plainly multifaceted, obscurely popular...

~DPSmistress

Apr 10, 2006, 7:45:10 AM

Hello there, stopper-by.

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I am the dA mommy - behave.
Suture|OWAT|My Superman

~loopfruit

Apr 10, 2006, 4:35:03 AM

Thank you for stopping by. Yes, you replied to the other writing. Glad they were of some help.

Your selection of favorite bands made me smile. In high school I tried to woo a friend into being a girlfriend by serenading her with a personal rendition of " Longer " . She agreed to a date if I promised NOT to play it again. This was no reflection on Dan but only my singing voice and guitar skills which have not improved over the years.

Thanks again.
Loop

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