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Post by dog on Apr 18, 2007 0:20:14 GMT -6
somewhere, in dark places
a cat hisses, a snake slithers
and a dog howls in the night,
left loose in the rain when the hail
came pouring down, down, down
upon its thunderstruck cranium
while, somewhere else,
love slips away on the assumption
if it felt right then it must be wrong, now...
pack it up tight, throw in the towel...
and on the edge of an abyss, else where...
a woman picks up a rock and chunks it at the world
before turning her back upon it and freefalling
into the dead space of the crevasse at her feet...
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Post by vixen on Apr 18, 2007 10:46:52 GMT -6
Wow Dog, You have been swimming about in my gray matter of past thoughts. Wonderfully descriptive. Vixen
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Post by dawness on Apr 24, 2007 11:03:16 GMT -6
really a deep rant, dog... so intense it breaks my heart. what a beautiful gem!
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Post by rrw on Apr 24, 2007 13:10:14 GMT -6
Yeah, very nice, Dog. A creepy, Gothic feel to it. Wonderful images. Great write!
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Post by dog on Apr 25, 2007 10:54:48 GMT -6
thank you, vixen, dawness and rrw, respectively and with respect. dog
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Post by dog on Oct 8, 2007 22:03:23 GMT -6
-missing life
dead space...
space without weight...
weight without substance...
substance missing life...
life that feels like dead space...
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Post by dog on Oct 8, 2007 22:07:04 GMT -6
well, now
Romo and crew
are now five and oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
way to go, Cowboys!!!!!!!!!
howl of fight against Buffalo-lo-lo-lo-lo.
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Post by Sam on Oct 10, 2007 13:39:04 GMT -6
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Post by dog on Oct 28, 2007 16:57:05 GMT -6
hello, fellow pound puppy
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Post by Sam on Oct 29, 2007 7:24:40 GMT -6
I want you to know....
"You know you make me want to Bark!
Kick my heals back and Bark.
Raise my head back and Bark!"
Keep growling loud!!
Sam
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Post by dog on Oct 30, 2007 22:30:53 GMT -6
I want you to know
the above words
cracked me up sideways
with laughter so hard
I was scratching at my sides,
as do most dogs when you tickle
their ribcages with your fingers!
Thank you, Dear One. Dawg.
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Post by anirbas on Nov 3, 2007 18:17:27 GMT -6
btw...if anyone hasn't figured it out yet...Dog is a psuedonym, a pen name if you will for...
Sabrina, just howling at the moon...
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Post by Sam on Nov 15, 2007 15:29:41 GMT -6
Dawg!!!! You ain't nothing but a hound dog, barking all the time!!! Sam  |
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Post by anirbas on Nov 15, 2007 20:25:37 GMT -6
ah, but someday, perhaps this dog
shall cease to growl and howl
no longer this world of screens
and screams to prowl
as here in the belly of the beast,
Darkness knows her place
cutting and slashing
at a furious pace
filling empty space
and nothing more
a smile pasted across her sothic face
pretending she doesn't know her race
is done, pretending not to know
what she felt before it was already spoken
the coin has flipped to tails not heads
while riding the air the dream
isn't the same as it was before
except for her...
ah, but Darkness the Dog
grins anyway...a consummate actress
playing the role of the gracious chatalaine
hiding the pain that hasn't any gain...
submerging the fury, softening the edges
of the truth; making the fact line blurry,
pretty and rosy, easier for the audience
to swallow than the acidic bile that rises
in her own throat...
perhaps, even now,
Darkness is digging a moat
and when she's through
behind her barrier
she and her dreams shall disappear...
never again to be seen or heard, far or near,
just a memory of what could have been,
should have been and yet for some reason,
never ever was...just an echo of a dog
that thought she was a woman
howling upon the wind...
ggglggglgggl...
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Post by wistfuldragon on Nov 16, 2007 1:40:21 GMT -6
Dog...you've set me a howling fierce into my night sky over this read...thanks be...
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Post by anirbas on Nov 17, 2007 19:02:40 GMT -6
heheheowlwoofwoof...good to know...good to see you back on the boards
and as far as that goes, good to see Mary and Sammy and the boys...ggglgggl...
I called them boys...David and Troy and Bernie will be frowning on that word...
now, if only Loretta would show up to grace us all with her precense, too...
hmmmmm...perhaps, we wicked women of sorcery could chant her up?
but, it'll have to wait til my tired ass drags to the tub and shaves these legs...
and then, my tired ass may just drag it's tired self to bed...so, we might
have to have this Michelle, Mary, Sammy, and Sabrina coven meeting
to chant up Loretta, another time...Loretta...Sweet sweeting...Loretta...
Can you come out to play? Loretta...[sound of water running in a tub
as background noise]...Loretta...Loretta...We're missing a gal called Loretta...
[sang to the same tune as Maria from West Side Story] Lo-reeeeeee-ta...
We're missing a gal called Loretta...And where the hell is Pamela, as far as that goes?
We'll chant her up, too...Pamela...We're missing a gal called Pamela...
[sound of bubbles, as one tired assed woman drowns in the tub, making up
songs about her missing poetical friends...]
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Post by wistfuldragon on Nov 18, 2007 13:44:34 GMT -6
Loretta and Pamela...Ladies to we pray return to play...
still howlin'...roflmao...I simply adore you Sabs
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Post by anirbas on Nov 24, 2007 21:08:57 GMT -6
Well, Mishie...
As usual, our spells
only half-assed work...
ggglgggl...But, we did manage
to raise Loretta, if not Pamela, as well...
Thanks for adoring me, though I know not why...
But, I do know, the sentiment is felt for you in return...
Tired now...Wish I had more time to play catch up and tag
along behind all of you...Whispering TAG! YOU'RE IT! in your ears...
But, it's after nine in Nirland and to bed I'm must be getting
if I'm going to be able to handle my stint in the belly
of the Beast, on the morrow...And so, I borrow
from one of the greats, when I say...um..er...type...
"Parting is such sweet sorrow..." Sabrinazzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
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Post by pegesus on Nov 25, 2007 0:17:18 GMT -6
you can fool my once, you can fool me twice, but dang it dog, why do you have to fool me thrice?  peg |
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Post by anirbas on Nov 10, 2013 10:19:48 GMT -6
That's my job, ma'am...Keep it interesting to keep you coming back for more and bringing more of your own to share...The initial poem of this thread, made me think of you and what I read earlier...Of course, "dog" is another of my various pen names...
Take care of you for us here, Miz Mary Etta.
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