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Coulda been a fighter
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Coulda been a fighter |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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Amnesia brings the chess board Like a material riddle in suite Animated life art, sways and bends Comfortable conditions…. Playing dominos with my manuscript Mapping out point A to point B Like a virus with social consequence Distracting subliminal eyes, the demons Choking my walk home, giving me a D+ It was Slipping past all those boarders Of society and mind set Original versions, wanting to die Called 911, after conceding defeat Killing me softly, would have been an understatement Yet, I lived to write about it…. I was furnished with a book? That grabbed my hand and shook Like an ol friend waiting for hours, days, weeks Turning to me in various proportions Another beer or two bought us just a little closer Then I’d ever believed…. I didn’t want to play, I didn’t understand Never did, that’s the truth I’ve been in solitude, since the day I was born Not knowing any influential patrons Just wanted a happy ending story Without cross walks or rhombus The parked cars were speeding To a place only Pandora knew Nanotechnological cities Painted on a canvas of Perhaps some dreaming Gods Expecting a bureaucracy of genius Then poof…Michelangelo, there he was… Chiseling my personal Sistine Chapel… One wrong stroke could break a finger Or worse, my entire future…. Working with the ministry of transportation That kind of out of body experience Which people do, but don’t believe in Gifts a prolific best loved self portrait The accomplishment is gripping A surprising true humble experience Flying above any decent examination Surrounded by members of St. Peter’s. I’ve seen him often since Oh the magnificence of the wilderness He always knew I loved adventure That mortal fear would linger Despite land claims and an all expense paid trip To a place that simply could not be owned But lived… I tend to take for granted the most prolific 56 years of my life The ones bought n’ sold The commissions were inevitable Hindsight irresponsible But...oh my God! The creative energy Shipped from sea to shining sea And then some! Thank you! For Life, for Love! For Everything |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
LeeJ "But...oh my God! The creative energy Shipped from sea to shining sea And then some!" That's just how I feel after reading one of your amazing poems!  |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Thank you! For Life, for Love! For Everything those words, say so vey much... indeed.....thank you is appropriate... I really want to care, |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Lee, enjoyed the trip throughout your words~~~ coming upon that 56 myself this year...can't say all has been worthwhile but I guess it all makes me "me".  M |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Lovely...a beautiful flow of thoughts...James |
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