Wine stained full lips quiver in Santa Barbara.
Hitchhiking home along majestic hidden beaches.
Cannabis morning stares and giggles in Temecula.
A gold eagle gobbles entrails up on a flatrock.
Powdering noses until the glowing bursts of Vegas.
Limosine driver's a voyeuristicly appealing blonde.
Tri-tip-steak and German foamers at a Laguna hotel.
Six-string-guitar solos under a full moon's waxing.
Fishing for yellow-tail out off of gorgeous Catalina.
My skin can get no darker bronze than this love.
On my knees praying to gods in magical Joshua tree.
Owls talk to me instead while the camp fire red outs.
I have taken nothing for granted but myself, this life.
These places in the light, and the night, survive me.
Making me who I am, not what I am liable to do.
Author notes
Written December 29th, 2003
In a list
A contest entry
- How do you feel about your job? by JadedDreamer.
300 points, ended July 25, 2004, 13 entries
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This poem makes me want to be a male prostitute although that might be more challenging that you might think (I'm a female).I'm actually in love with the last line:"Making me who I am, not what I am liable to do" It's an interesting thought and I feel it stuck in my head already. Also, since the title is in spanish with this one and another one of the poems about the male whole, I take it this is happening in a spanish speaking community. This might be what really draws me in. I love that language. It should be the language of love. It's amazing, just like your poetry.
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Thanks.
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I like this, all your poetry can take everyday emotions and situations and paint an awesome journey. I love the photos and paintings, very talented you are, yeah?
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um, this is fabulous, its interesting. i dont know what else to say, for a pimp its a great poem....
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I really enjoyed this poem. It does include a lot of symbolism and I think that's what I enjoy the most. Thanks for entering
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this poem just sweeps me off my feet, i live in cali and have been to some of these places, your words are alive with symbolism, the end is just brilliant and so profound. but, as much as i love this poem, i don't think it fits the guidelines of the contest, it's sorta like the opposite, as you say "not what i'm liable to do" but that's what i want, i want to hear what you are liable to do! a powerful, enchanting piece nonetheless, thank you for entering and sharing this with me, i think you're one of the best poets i've seen on this site, very impressive
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Great poem....I love the picture!
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very strong.
how about "axe solos". may be a bit cheesy, but works well with the moon's waxing. strange power to this one. something lurking, hiding... -
wow. cannabis morning indead. You know this rocks
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Stunningly well written
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sex drugs rock n roll right i get your hidded meaning u sound like my man, jim morrison of the doors its s good piece
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The place in the night always survive us. Make us legends and what we are as well as what we are liable to do. Beautiful piece of poetry here, very smooth, almost seductive. Not in a sexual sense, but in a sense of graceful velvet tickles.
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WOW! The last line tells me so much. Who you are is what's most important as long as you are a man of your familiar. Good imagery here. I like your style chile!
Much Love,
Renee
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is that you? (curious)
On my knees praying to gods in magical Joshua tree
-it seems like you're missing something in this, "in A magical"...sorta...or even trees...
sometimes you take forgranted what you have, because you loose sight of it, there are times though, when i'd rather let myself waste away than acknowledge that im here...
Nyx...
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