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Old 12-07-2010, 12:31 PM
Andrea
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Re: and: the poetry thread
Frankenstein Feat. ABBA (I have a dream)

Frankenstein´s smile

He had a dream, about that thing
That helped him cope with that certain thing
If you see the wonder of his fairy tale
You can take the future you can cope the pain
I believe in anger
And something good in everything I see
He said: You have seen the danger
And I know when the time is right for me
Don´t cross my stream - I´m not a dream

I have no dream, I´m no fantasy
I help myself through reality
And my destination makes it worth the while
Floating through the darkness towards another smile
I believe in haters
And something good in everyone I see
I believe in fakers
And I know the time is right for me
Don´t cross that stream - they wicked dream

It´s not a dream, the song we sing
That help them cope with the monkey thing
If you see the wonder of my real life tale
Just think about the future when war walls disappear
I believe in angels
Something good in everything I see
I know you are my angel
And the time is right for you and me
We cross the stream - in our sweet dream
We float and stream - is this a dream
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Old 12-09-2010, 01:06 PM
Andrea
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Re: and: the poetry thread
It´s not entirely my work...
...or maybe it is.
Honestly, I don´t know.

Behind The Mask

He: don´t you ever leave
nice colour
be at my side
and call me brother / She: so you mean you just not bother?/
He: never leave when i´m alone / She: I could never strike your heart home/
He: walk with me if you like it home / She: just don´t you press the pedal home/
He: some people say they cannot figure
what is normal what is bigger
what is normal
is it a bird?
a silent creature that cant be heard / She: I guess you thought I was a nerd/
He: stick with me through black and blue
you see my colours big and true
but if you don´t then you not hue / She: so now ask you : where were you?/
He: a specious light in heavens due / She: have you seen my moonbeam blue?/
He: do you feel the crunch of olive leaves / She: have you seen me on my knees floating on a flood of tears?/
He: do you know this what I need / She: eternal love that heal and feed?/
He: a bit of life a kiss of love
show me here what life is above
behind the mask is only me
a blissful true identity
a single face
a wonders place
and true right to my entity / She: Promise you will never leave me/

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Old 12-10-2010, 08:36 AM
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Re: and: the poetry thread
he spoke to me again. saying i don't care no more. once a time always a time set back down the road stuck with no where to go. set my job on my feet and dance in my head when im not at work. mixing, attempting to manifest from my head. a strange, strange thing. if you can see it you can make it. if you can hear it, you can make it.
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Old 12-10-2010, 12:10 PM
Andrea
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Re: and: the poetry thread
The Losers Song

The world of silence is the strangest thing
the everlasting painful ping
to win the game
have nothing to be dying for
have nothing to aim

not a junkie not a boozer
it´s an art to be a loser
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Old 12-20-2010, 02:42 PM
Caprice
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i remember riding my bike uptown. waking up some mornings or riding after work. i always went uptown because i never knew it before. it was and still is a different world to me. the houses are old, and the people are something im not used to. i remember being this kid riding this shiny bike through these ghetto neighborhoods during the fall. people would stare at me from their porches like i was absurd. this white boy coming through this neighborhood sightseeing. a part of me felt welcome there, because they always smiled, and i smiled back. normally though, i didnt make eye contact, and i didnt get into trouble that way.
my favorite time to ride was near dusk in the fall. the crisp in the air matched with the orange sky and purple clouds always made me feel like i was floating through the city. sometimes i would ride with music, boards and bibio dominated my outlook. i remember one time, i was by this big house near loudon, and the sun was about to set, and the trees were orange and yellow, and the sky was a firm blue, and this song came on (this happens a lot, but this one moment stands out in particular to me), and i was caught balancing on my bike around the street out in the open by this big old house, looking at the sunset, and it felt like, it felt unspeakable. like everything is alright, like the world is too beautiful to care about you or anything that happens to you. this moment lasted for what seemed endless because the sun would not go down. i left that area and went on to other parts of the city, excited by what i had experienced, but also excited by what else i would find.
i usually would start out to coolavin and get sidetracked through other streets, i would ride for 2 hours or more sometimes looking at things. it is beautiful up there, old lexington. one morning that got me hooked. i woke up very early, i don't think i slept too well that night, i was in my apartment at the time. i stood up from my bed on the floor and looked out the window. it was dark outside still, and the city was quiet. the orange was barely coming up over the horizon. i was stuck there looking at it, thinking of lexington and where i was. i decided to get dressed and took my bike down to the street. i started to ride and didn't think about it. i started up rose onto elm, then i took third street when the sky started to light up. i didn't know where to go so i rode to wherever struck my eye. i got lost around the end of martin luther and went west. what i found left me awestruck. these old houses in these old neighborhoods. i remember riding slowly on the streets looking at these 100 year old houses that old money once occupied, in these beautiful neighborhoods laid out like in old times. i remember hearing lexington was once called the athens of the west because of the cultured and affluent people who once lived here. this is where they lived. the beauty of their houses and architecture only raises my imagination more to what kind of people they were. and the place lexington used to be. i entered this world in my head, and saw a glimpse of the lives they once lived. beauty comes in every-form.
my rides rarely got me tired. they took me to parts of the city i didn't know existed. i was this explorer of times past. people would stare at me like i was something new, something they never seen before. my regret is that there aren't many people i've shared these times with. almost all my rides were solo. not many people want to ride for hours at a time looking at nothing with no end (i hated planning a schedule for riding, almost all my rides were impromptu). it doesn't bother me though, because we all have a story...
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Old 12-30-2010, 05:09 PM
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Re: and: the poetry thread
I´m in love with the men
parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
one million and ten

I´m in love with the men
pants hot moonbeam vibrations
one thousand and ten

I´m in love with the men
twisting waving wriggling hands
one hundred and ten

I´m in love with the men
ears keep learning in classrooms
frequency to understand

I´m in love with the men
not your sister nor your mother
hardly touched a tan´

Love me or hate me
twig the wig
I´m in love with

The Man
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Old 01-04-2011, 08:19 AM
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Re: and: the poetry thread
cat-and-mouse game altogether
birds of a feather flock together
wanna play house in the altogether?


doggone!
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Old 01-04-2011, 09:58 AM
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War's cold.
Again.
For now.
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Old 01-06-2011, 05:16 PM
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He said we will stay forever, we will always be together
Not the party, broken glasses that scares away the night
not even the dance in colours or the candlelight
we just learned to love the the rising sun, it´s gentle light
it´s gentle light

once you feel the vibe deep inside your blood
you should know it´s also mine coz I gave you all I had

we will never rest a head at the window
the fog passed by blue oceans billow
birds of a feather flock together and fasten up tighter than ever
we weather the storm as we fly trough the world forever
eternally and forever

once you feel the vibe deep inside your blood
you should know it´s also mine coz I gave you all I had
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Old 01-18-2011, 12:25 PM
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gathering thoughts to the gentle noise of a ventilator in a room where bodies doesn´t hurt just feel a bit uncomfortable
the bird on the roof took the ladder to the top instead of flying
any clue why?
some say my wealth is the truth and hope is the wealth of the poor
but who cares?
they say true love is for free anyway
and the truth is that I do not hope
I just know
the rape of David Shrigley
the sex with Karl Hyde
the taste of white chocolate fingers
melting down
in the mouth
the bird on the roof choose the ladder instead of flying
any clue why?
he wasn´t even trying
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