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Over the Fence (reworked)
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Over the Fence (reworked) |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines 
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Over the Fence secrets buried in the night out of mind, out of sight searching for the cache to stow while you sleep and nightfears flow nakdthoughts compute in mind to swell the thoughts of furry find hidden reptiles all the more legless crawling 'cross the floor beneath and over under coiled dreams of pleasure to be foiled nakdthoughts to rise in mind creatured by a slippery find conceal those insects segments all crush their spirit, let them fall beyond the dreams that bug each night frightened by the nightmares bite nakdthoughts to seize the mind in wonder each of hidden find return me to those counting sheep allow me then to go to sleep without those thoughts that nightmares play dream me soft 'til night turns day nakdthoughts to lullabye to still the dreams where nightmares lie M...inspiredby that mouse of mine and a gloomy idea [This message has been edited by nakdthoughts (08-27-2002 08:26 PM).] |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Very good poem Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Hide the mice in closets in cabinets in dark listen to their scraping quiet as you walk then they start in little moves as you still in your sleep it’s their moves your nightmares fill Hurry scurry across nightmare passage. Hide the snakes under the sofa and bed Make them poisonous to tempt me to dead As I wake touching cold floor with bare feet Perhaps to a gentle fanging will greet. Hurry scurry across nightmare passage. Hide all those centipedes and water bugs Let them wiggle beneath my bedroom rugs To crunch lightly as I walk in waking Add delightfully to nightmare’s making. the counter poem, so that others can see what it mixed with before. Yours stands well alone. Gloom |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
WynterGal~ 'dream me soft 'til night turns day' You know I look for ... and find ... the beauty~  *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Maureen, Last night, my roommate showed me where some black widow egg sacs are hanging from under the roof at the side of the house. So I know what you mean! |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
the_loner_23..thank You  pg...guess it didn't matter much how it was broken up Margie..you always find the most meaningful lines hugss M Mike..aren't they poisonuus??? Nice to see you |
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