Open Poetry #1 |
I object, I object, I object |
Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
I object, I object, I object To the innocence that Keep their minds closed zipped. And to each day of wait The trip unto the crypt. I meander alot. Never look at the stars. And my anger endures, Like the red planet mars. I vision and reason, Sharp pictures and I find, Purpose for my madness, To sooth my racing mind. Sit in my chair a funk And smell like an old sock. I question every question Its myself that I mock. My head lays on my chest My eyes are closed like dead. And once again that dumb ass nurse, Is wheeling me to bed? |
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Balladeer's roommate, no doubt?? ------------------ Nay, if our wits run the Wild-Goose chase, I am done: For thou hast more of the Wild-Goose in one of thy wits, Than I am sure I have in my whole five. ~ ²1592 Wm. Shakespeare ~ Romeo & Juliet ~ ii. iv. 75 |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
We are colse but not in the same complex. |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
loud and clear..goood. You have to let your voice out. beautiful!!!! |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
enjoyed ARCTIC WIND |
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