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Literary poetic outlook on the develpment of our modurn society-all poetry.com
(BREATHE)
DOWN WITH BIG BROTHER
(I hope they reinvent their colors)
"Imagine all the people living life in peace" John Lennon
Prose is defined as language that is NOT POETRY.
My Gold Poems:
This Forgotten World
Cassie and Her Motely Band
When My Tie-Dye Shines Through
Faces
Purple Delight(2)
I seam to be lost between 1964 and 1969
When Hearts Grow Into Banks
Forever Grinning; He and I
After the Rain
From the Comfort of my Cornflake With the Help of Walrus Eyes
My Silver Pomes:
Sunset (childhood)
(Drips) Sound Of Death
My hair Curls In A Spirally Fashion
The Window
Blue Jay Eyes
The Changing World Of One Such Trip
A Place To Go To Keep My Glow
Cleansed
Moon Shadows
Summer Storm Summit
Overture Demise
Broken; Not Whole; In Two or More Pieces; Lacking Parts Necessary to Be Complete
Flying of Night
Flora and Fauna
Sea Bordered Skies
Ripples of a Different Shade (2)
My Bronze Poems:
Colours
These Lonely Streets
A Life Like A Novel
Dear Nightingale
Interstellar Songs
Sleeping with the Moon
Living Hues
Citrus Palace
My HM Poems:
Pale Horse Lullably
The Window
The Life Of Little Jester
the Lovely and Lively Lava Lamp Man
Broken Pencils
The Iron Flower
The Murder Of Little China Blue
Faces
Hush Darling Whisper Dawning(3)
For You Are My Sunshine
Kiwi Acid Flight(2)
Gray and Gold
Better To Free Your Mind Instead
How Could You Make Hippies Cry
Inside
Music in Crayola
Kites
From the Inaudible Plane
To be like Water
With the Thaw
Lukewarm Fever
Breeze
Here Comes the Sun
Literary poetic outlook on the develpment of our modurn society-all poetry.com
(BREATHE)
DOWN WITH BIG BROTHER
(I hope they reinvent their colors)
"Imagine all the people living life in peace" John Lennon
Prose is defined as language that is NOT POETRY.
My Gold Poems:
This Forgotten World
Cassie and Her Motely Band
When My Tie-Dye Shines Through
Faces
Purple Delight(2)
I seam to be lost between 1964 and 1969
When Hearts Grow Into Banks
Forever Grinning; He and I
After the Rain
From the Comfort of my Cornflake With the Help of Walrus Eyes
My Silver Pomes:
Sunset (childhood)
(Drips) Sound Of Death
My hair Curls In A Spirally Fashion
The Window
Blue Jay Eyes
The Changing World Of One Such Trip
A Place To Go To Keep My Glow
Cleansed
Moon Shadows
Summer Storm Summit
Overture Demise
Broken; Not Whole; In Two or More Pieces; Lacking Parts Necessary to Be Complete
Flying of Night
Flora and Fauna
Sea Bordered Skies
Ripples of a Different Shade (2)
My Bronze Poems:
Colours
These Lonely Streets
A Life Like A Novel
Dear Nightingale
Interstellar Songs
Sleeping with the Moon
Living Hues
Citrus Palace
My HM Poems:
Pale Horse Lullably
The Window
The Life Of Little Jester
the Lovely and Lively Lava Lamp Man
Broken Pencils
The Iron Flower
The Murder Of Little China Blue
Faces
Hush Darling Whisper Dawning(3)
For You Are My Sunshine
Kiwi Acid Flight(2)
Gray and Gold
Better To Free Your Mind Instead
How Could You Make Hippies Cry
Inside
Music in Crayola
Kites
From the Inaudible Plane
To be like Water
With the Thaw
Lukewarm Fever
Breeze
Here Comes the Sun
- Last seen 4 hours ago. Member since February 15, 2007.
- I'm a onyx dragon poet for 739 comments.
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, and quote is "'Bombing for peace is like fucking for virginity!'". - I am a 18 year old girl from Michigan (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm sprawled out listening to the Beatles....
- Visit my homepage at www.myspace.com/cassie_hippiesmakemesmile
(27)- I am in the groups Classic Rock Poetry, For People Who Love to RHYME
- I have 739 comments, 20 contests, 255 poems, 2 stories
Active Contests
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anything from carnivals, the future, Poe, Flowers, Songs, Sweeney, Never Land and More!1200 points, ended October 31, 29 entries In Contest, Creative, Lotsa fun, Many prompts, Prewrites allowed
My Poetry
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With rings on their fingers
a sweet journey lingers,24 lines, November 6. In Contest -
Psychotic smile dripping in red,
an un-praised genius cursed instead.
My Stories
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They started to run off towards the north only to be stopped by an anoying voice.1 / "Guards! Guards! They are over here! I have found the wit-" The goblin's crys was cut off by Kelsey's Death gr188 lines, April 11, 2008. In <600 words
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The two witches were running through the woods, Knights of the Spiral Table close after them. They were sprinting until Cassie collapsed f646 lines, 1 comment, March 31, 2008. In 600-2000 words
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redrumdog31 : ^^V on April 17OMG what is up my hippie friend that protects the forrest of which I live in. How is you be? Don't you just love my new speekage? I know I do!! Well if you have any time at all you should check out me story on storywrite and other poems too. Well I sign off now!!
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Bosiarbooger : Hey fellow Michigander on January 16Love the weather these days. just stopped to say hello and look for a title, Boog
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Ginjar420 : :) on November 12, 2008i dont mind at all that you added me, I was just reading through some of your poems and your for sure going on mine
. I was reading your profile as well, I love the John Lennon lyrics, but I'm not sure what Bagism means... could you maybe tell me what it is, lol I'd love to understand it if it's about John Lennon's music. -
Vars : I Actually Have A Computer Now on September 13, 2008I lovvvvvvvvvve you!!!
And now I have a comp!
Woohp Dee DEEEEE!
