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  • If I Said, "kiss me!"
    I want a kiss dammit!
    I don't know how to ask.
    by Birdie 18 lines, 3 comments, on Nov 15 8:48 PM
  • Lovely
    I have a nightmare
    wake up screaming
    by Birdie 21 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 15 8:11 PM
  • Song Mom Used To Sing To Me When I was Little. AKA happy Halloween!
    Gobs and gobs of tiney grimey gofer guts
    worn out shrivled up turkey nuts
    by Birdie 6 lines, 2 comments, on Oct 31 2:15 PM
  • snowing and cold
    My boots are drenched
    my cane is froze.
    by Birdie 18 lines, 1 comment, on Oct 28 5:32 PM
  • You Don't Know
    You have no idea
    the extent of which
    by Birdie 26 lines, 2 comments, on Oct 21 8:53 PM
  • Random Story About My Day.
    As I sat and Brailled bookmarks for three hours I couldn't help but be very proud of myself. My hands ached and the two quote I'd been writting for the past few hours were so boring by now I wanted to throw them out of my hea
    by Birdie 6 lines, 2 comments, on Oct 17 7:27 PM
  • Which to Choose?
    I've already made the box
    now for the music
    by Birdie 18 lines, 1 comment, on Oct 5 9:41 PM
  • Ode To Chex Mix AKA Being Really Board
    Ode to thee
    oh darling Chex
    by Birdie 10 lines, 3 comments, on Sep 28 10:08 PM
  • Devil Worshiper (Yes this really happened to me)
    Yesterday while on a train
    I met who wasn't quite sane
    by Birdie 25 lines, 3 comments, on Sep 27 1:14 PM
  • Stressed
    Head pounding
    running late
    by Birdie 16 lines, 1 comment, on Sep 24 8:22 PM
  • Leaf
    Leaves
    wander endlessly
    by Birdie 16 lines, 2 comments, on Sep 18 5:36 PM
  • Soaked Mind
    My mind is as heavy as a mud soaked elephant
    With thoughts of nothing real important
    by Birdie 8 lines, 5 comments, on Sep 5 8:29 PM
  • The Return of Goldie Two Longer version
    prayed good money for her therapy sessions. She vowed revenge and started planning a law suit.
    B.B. Wolf, a bright young African American real estate developer arrived in New York two months ago, and had opened up an office
    by Birdie 4 lines, 2 comments, on Aug 27 10:45 PM
  • The Return of Goldie
    Once upon there were three bears. Of course these bears are older now as is Goldie Locks. She is now an attorney for the firm of Locks, White Ella and Beauty. Her boyfriend is B.B. Wolf, a real estate developer.
    Everything
    by Birdie 2 lines, 1 comment, on Aug 24 11:35 PM
  • I Can't
    I can't be myself around you
    even though you made me
    by Birdie 22 lines, 3 comments, on Jul 20 10:58 PM
  • Horrible Dream
    In a dark room I sat
    I thought myself fine.
    by Birdie 24 lines, 3 comments, on Jul 9 4:57 PM
  • I dream a Sad and Hopeful Dream
    I dream of a child who will ask
    “Mama what was war?”
    by Birdie 10 lines, 3 comments, on Jul 2 7:48 PM
  • Normal
    People ask me
    what's it like
    by Birdie 19 lines, 4 comments, on Jun 14 8:06 PM
  • snow
    There's no difference now
    between sky and land
    by Birdie 9 lines, 3 comments, on Jun 13 8:13 PM
  • Stage
    The lights are dim (Ican tell by the heat)
    excitement radiates from every graduate
    by Birdie 9 lines, 2 comments, on Jun 7 6:52 PM
  • Memories of Childhood
    There once was a lady
    who lived in a shoe
    by Birdie 24 lines, 4 comments, on May 28 7:53 AM
  • Colorful Friends
    My friends make a rainbow
    Their personalities glitter like sun on water
    by Birdie 9 lines, 2 comments, on May 5 7:54 PM
  • Do You Still Believe In Waltzes?
    Do You Still Believe In Waltzes?
    I sat alone
    by Birdie 59 lines, 2 comments, on Apr 20 7:48 PM
  • Ocean Lover
    Ocean Lover
    Ocean caressed me as I lay on his soft bosom
    by Birdie 17 lines, 3 comments, on Apr 9 7:12 PM. In Nature, Other, Love
  • Western Gone What The Hell?
    The small town of Shady Hills, in the county of Rest Home lay quiet but by no means peaceful. The town’s people lay in terror of the fierce outlaw Tom George Shelby Dog. He was known for miles around as Dog and as one of mean
    by Birdie 54 lines, 3 comments, on Apr 7 3:47 PM
  • Wind
    I don't think Wind wanted me to
    go to school today.
    by Birdie 12 lines, 3 comments, on Mar 14 11:00 AM
  • Luke A story for my Friend Who Died This Last October.
    As I walked in to the smoked filled, dimly lit bar room with my buddy and mechanic Luke, my spirits sank even lower. The sad old songs emanating out of the speakers seemed to mock my foul mood. My camper van had died not th
    by Birdie 23 lines, 2 comments, on Feb 1 6:58 PM
  • Singing in the Rain... Well Sort Of
    Singing In The Rain… Well Sort Of
    by Birdie 34 lines, 1 comment, on Jan 20 5:58 PM
  • Blank Paper
    I dress you paper
    in a cloak of black ink
    by Birdie 10 lines, 1 comment, on Jan 4 6:23 PM
  • Conversation with Rain
    “Get home soon!” cried Rain as he fell all around me
    “But I don’t want to go home.” I complain back.
    by Birdie 17 lines, 3 comments, on Dec 4 10:12 PM 2008
  • Behind the scenes of Thanksgiving
    "move over!" The sour cream grumbled
    "Why should I?" the yams muttered.
    by Birdie 7 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 28 1:18 PM 2008
  • Tip Tap When Blind People (and thier canes) Meet
    tapl it hits a tree
    tip. it hits a bench
    by Birdie 18 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 14 12:25 PM 2008
  • Race of poetry
    The idea races across my mind
    Like a racehorse going for the blue ribbon
    by Birdie 13 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 12 2:05 PM 2008
  • Alzhimer (in memory for my grandfather who had this awful disease)
    The soul is robbed of memory
    the mind is flushed out and left to rot
    the idea of memory is no more
    by Birdie 12 lines, 5 comments, on Oct 14 11:50 AM 2008
  • Emotions
    If i had to describe
    the most haunting thing
    by Birdie 3 lines, 3 comments, on Sep 14 1:36 PM 2008
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