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Post by Sam on Jan 23, 2007 12:50:20 GMT -6
bribery, judgement, lies, sinful, desire
Through your sinful desire, your lies, bribery and deceit you have made yourself the judge and jury... But through your fury you have not yet seen the hurt your lack of judgement has poured out over the rest of our family. You are blinded by your need of total control and though your eyes are open they might just as well be closed. I can only pity you now...
Sam
explanations, discuss, reconciles, divided, envy
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Post by Sam on Jan 24, 2007 12:45:54 GMT -6
explanations, discuss, reconciles, divided, envy
No explanations are needed there is nothing left to discuss. You envy and crave much more than I gave and until love reconciles with hate we are just another house divided....
Sam
dream, spring, ring, thing, sing
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Post by soulfir3 on Jan 24, 2007 17:59:36 GMT -6
dream, spring, ring, thing, sing
I dream of relaxing under a sky of grey where water rushes cool and splashing from spring of rain spouting from the depths of the earth blessing new growth with sun bound birth watching birds disappear into clouds only their fine tuned whistles give a clue too their existence songs of which I would happily listen to them sing a thing of the past beauty gone no rain here, only lonesome soil can be found here now, in unvarying shades of burnt sienna brown
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fashion, disaster, laughter, mayhem, mismatch
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Post by dawness on Jan 25, 2007 7:15:02 GMT -6
fashion, disaster, laughter, mayhem, mismatch
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my child breathes in a rhythmic fashion like a guru unknown to mixed sorts of mayhem not even the katrina disaster can mismatch the tranquility born from such innocent, silent laughter humming from her essence.
vestal* statue* thrilling* babel* smudged
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Post by amycando on Jan 25, 2007 20:55:41 GMT -6
vestal* statue* thrilling* babel* smudged
Vestal school girls huddled in a corner babeling about how thrilling are experiences they have yet to have as they giggle over a picture of a statue that is anatomically correct, should enjoy this time before their innocence is smudged and then altogether wiped away but they don't and they won't they can't wait to lose what they won't appreciate until hindsight.
rising, wild, laugh, tossed, time
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Post by anirbas on Jan 25, 2007 21:22:37 GMT -6
rising, wild, laugh, tossed, time
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Time is a rising, wind tossed, wild laugh. Echoes of tag! You're it! Let's play hide and seek! Now you see me! Now you don't!
One minute you have enough of it--time--to do everything you want, on the planet. The next second, time runs out...
Leaving nothing but the sound waves of it's rising, wind tossed, wild laugh resonating, in it's never enough of it, wake...
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aggravation*arbitration*anarchy*analyzation*apple
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Post by soulfir3 on Jan 26, 2007 3:35:37 GMT -6
was going to see if I could have some fun with words tonight, but i'm afraid I stumbled as soon as I got to apple.. lol, maybe the fact i'm eating one killed the inspiration ? loving the works within this thread, keep up the great work xx Soul
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Post by Sam on Jan 26, 2007 9:34:00 GMT -6
Chicken!!!! blak! blak! (I'll be back as soon as I go look these words up!! ) I am just a redneck girl, you know!! Sam
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Post by soulfir3 on Jan 26, 2007 15:25:27 GMT -6
I'm sure you look damn fine in red, Sam Soul
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Post by amycando on Jan 27, 2007 19:53:12 GMT -6
aggravation*arbitration*anarchy*analyzation*apple
My spirit prays for divine arbitration between the logic of my mind and the unbridled passion of my heart but still anarchy reigns the rule of no rule and I'd hate to see an analyzation of that it is the age old struggle of the aspects of humankind; that aggravation around since Adam got the first bite of apple stuck in his throat.
bonfire, security, tropical, unknown, eons
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Post by anirbas on Jan 27, 2007 20:39:24 GMT -6
bonfire, security, tropical, unknown, eons
for eons, she's been bugging me to bake this cake... now, baby girl is speaking up from the security of the living room, just as I hit this thread... mom, I know the art of cooking is not unknown to you... will you please start a bonfire, make the house warm as a tropical island, baking that cake, I keep asking for? and while your in the kitchen, can I can get on the computer and check my e-mail? she didn't quite put it like this... this narrative verse is the gist of what she said... what she really said was will you bake that cake? and while you're at it, can I check my e-mail? but, the five words weren't listed in those questions... so, I had to get creative, just to use them and say at the same time...i'm history...off to bake pastry!
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epicurean*equistrian*pedestrian*historian*glue
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Post by anirbas on Jan 27, 2007 20:41:55 GMT -6
ggglgggl...ya'll so funny...i'm just a redneck...sure ya look damn fine in red... i gotta go bake a cake...afore mini-me fires me from the job of being her mommy... upstart children...just had to tell ya, ya'll had me roflmao with your funnies...
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Post by soulfir3 on Jan 27, 2007 23:59:52 GMT -6
epicurean*equistrian*pedestrian*historian*glue
I am certain my daughter is an epicurean, stuck within a child's life who's ideas of grandeur, are greatly misleading too her actual real time life as I read through her story book the one she uses with glue, I spot pictures of proud equestrians by which she has written - in child like scrawl " i would like two " a horse of any colour, though she grins as she admits there'd be no argument.. if I permitted her to have them all I try explaining in child like understanding that a horse is not a toy and can not be bought with nothing nor kept indoors then my little historian, pulls out a book and proudly points too other children, riding on fancy high steppers and demands to know why children her own age are allowed such expensive rides I can not help but laugh and smile at her misunderstanding, thinking she was be so smart I tell her simply like so, that is a horse is what she would like then she has a few more years too look forward to, of pedestrian style ambling while collecting up her savings
( pulling up lame this afternoon , brain just couldnt get around the words lol .. )
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navy, stripes, proudly, shipmate, captain
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Post by Sam on Jan 29, 2007 10:31:39 GMT -6
navy, stripes, proudly, shipmate, captain
As the Captain in the Navy proudly states, "Wear your stripes proudly, all you new shipmates.... We will pay for the mistakes that come our way and risk our lives so others can stay home and constantly complain"...
Sam
eagle, dare, silence, golden, transform
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Post by soulfir3 on Feb 1, 2007 0:46:24 GMT -6
eagle, dare, silence, golden, transform
Silence is golden, how I wish I could dare you to hold your tongue, not speak a word again let the hurt and angst you've caused too slowly be undone knowing that it is all a waste there is no chance for you too transform, living to long in a world of deceit expecting everyone else too simply bow before you grovel at your feet - how disappointed you'll be when on our knees we are not an eagle is not your prophet you are merely a sheep - lost from it's flock
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babies, bottles, blossoms, beauty, beginnings
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Post by Sam on Feb 1, 2007 8:15:38 GMT -6
There is nothing to compare with the new beginnings of precious, fragile life coming in the springtime..... The beauty is all around us if we take the time to look... Walking though the park, or through the city streets, babies with their bottles, blossoms in full bloom, the orchids sweet perfume.... Tender smiles on elderly faces sitting on their porches hearts once again filled with newfound hope as they wave in timid greeting.
Sam
register, candy, hearts, envelopes, lovesick
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Post by anirbas on Feb 1, 2007 22:53:09 GMT -6
register, candy, hearts, envelopes, lovesick
sealed envelopes carrying lovesick hearts disguised as cards, register in the mind of the lovelorn receiving them, as metaphorical candy... giving them a taste of the lover sending the card they are missing on Valentine's Day...
*best i can do, Sams...tired... suffering brain drain...just can't sleep, yet...*
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smile*release*insomniac*book*driving
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Post by soulfir3 on Feb 2, 2007 0:38:08 GMT -6
smile*release*insomniac*book*driving
I hope I can help you to smile as you think of this insomniac driving bumper to tail amidst the cattles lonesome wails upon a bike made for two, on unstable wheels of four bumping over rocking ground one more cow, which to be found so I can continue on my morning trek too get the milking done - then maybe, I'll get back to bed and what's the bet I still won't sleep instead I'll be stuck without a peep a book in hand too feed my dreams I wish the cows would milk themselves so I could have myself some nocturnal release
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dogs, puppies, chasing, balls, water
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Post by anirbas on Feb 2, 2007 8:14:40 GMT -6
ggglgggl...that's a good and funny one, Soul...made me think of my dad's stories about growing up on a farm...
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Post by anirbas on Feb 2, 2007 8:28:16 GMT -6
dogs, puppies, chasing, balls, water
chasing balls across lawns and through puddles of water... dogs and puppies have all the fun... as they happily jump, run and romp their way through life...we claim them as being ours...we, whom as humans are shackled to everyday strife... and have forgotten how much fun it was to run, in the wake of a rolling ball when we were carefree children...
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melancholic*vitreolic*narcoleptic*symbiotic*parasitic
*i so sorry...the weirdest words fall out of my head, in this thread*
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Post by Sam on Feb 2, 2007 11:07:56 GMT -6
(Just don't try this on the BN board!!) They get mad!!! ha *Well, let me go look these words up.........redneck girl, you know....later......bye......poor dumb me.........hee hee
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Post by amycando on Feb 2, 2007 16:56:21 GMT -6
melancholic*vitriolic*narcoleptic*symbiotic*parasitic
Don't be vitriolic it makes me melancholic it isn't symbiotic but thankfully not parasitic and though your bitterness does make me want to escape of which sleep can be a kind it does not make me narcoleptic.
flinching, pan, under, scent, captured
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Post by soulfir3 on Feb 4, 2007 1:36:26 GMT -6
flinching, pan, under, scent, captured
flinching under critical eye of those she called her friends I watch my child change from confident too shyly hidden captured in their web of hurtful words there's nothing I can do, too make her see their words are merely lies - so powerful are the influences that she believes she's not enough not a drop of food will touch her lips no matter what goes in the pan makes me so angry, I just want to scream that a child of seven should have to be told she is okay as she is, despite how other children may critisize the scent of food makes her ill and I don't know how, too make this situation healing without dragging her through more hell her small frail body worries me and other parents don't seem to see that everything their child has said, is destroying her self belief
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seemless, weaving, cotton, silk, needle
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Post by dawness on Feb 5, 2007 8:03:03 GMT -6
seemless, weaving, cotton, silk, needle ----
the many patterns of life seemless at the hems like cotton weaving carpets of roller coaster rides, fluffy, fluted and fiery, this journey in emebedded by walks where needles upon feet feel like silk when a magical discovery is shrined in souls always in the brink of hope
WEEDS * TORMENT * BAROQUE * SHELL* GLIMPSED
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Post by Sam on Feb 5, 2007 13:58:56 GMT -6
WEEDS * TORMENT * BAROQUE * SHELL* GLIMPSED
Must you torment me with your baroque style? The weeds grow high along the castle walls... I glimpsed the shell of what I believed at the time to be the man of my dreams but now who seems to be just a tangled barbed mess dressed in elaborate clothing.... A sissy!! And not much use to me.....
Sam
delicious, fried, easy, baked, chocolate
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Post by soulfir3 on Feb 5, 2007 15:43:56 GMT -6
delicious, fried, easy, baked, chocolate
chocolate, thick and gooey as it slowly runs over the round red strawberry placed on a plate amidst a row of morish sweets baked tarts and fried starters easy finger foods, delicious torture allures all with a sweet tooth from the table at my daughter's birthday party
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numbing, explosive, torture, nightmare, bombs
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Post by amycando on Feb 6, 2007 21:15:17 GMT -6
numbing, explosive, torture, nightmare, bombs
Life is explosive and I hate it when those bombs of reality drop on your head out of the blue just when you thought maybe you could relax for a second. Yet having said this I still do not think it makes it prudent to spend each moment angst-ridden against what the next may bring for this makes torture of life and more than that such an approach to life makes it's own nightmares come true. In truth, at times, I wish for a numbing against the worst life can dish out but only for an instant because I've been there, done that and the black and blues are worse when the feeling comes back.
weave, whisper, harsh, ice, glimpse
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Post by soulfir3 on Feb 7, 2007 0:44:41 GMT -6
weave, whisper, harsh, ice, glimpse
a glimpse of what could be as ice slams harshly into body of water below weave of rushing torrent spouting from brief moment of freedom sun beats his harsh rays upon fragile existence whisper from the wind, teases our lonely life time perhaps we are not as great as would like to think we are
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time, act, change, pollution, acid
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Post by anirbas on Feb 7, 2007 18:04:30 GMT -6
time, act, change, pollution, acid
the act of change, in time, creates it's own pollution... wafts of acid waste, spent emotions left in our wake... the fumes of which still can and do pollute our present... and pollute the change we worked so hard to achieve...
perforated*delegated*belated*spontaneous*spillage
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Post by amycando on Feb 7, 2007 20:11:57 GMT -6
perforated*delegated*belated*spontaneous*spillage
I worry about the spillage of tears from my perforated heart, such floods can come on spontaneously, without warning when one engages in the risky practice of suppressing ones feelings. Something you thought you had relegated to the farthest dark never seen corner of your heart has actually been delegated to the subconscious mind which doesn't care if it embarrasses you at an inappropriate moment. Then you find yourself with the belated task of dealing with what you went to such lengths to avoid.
blindness, moon, unease, hurry, surface
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