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I am looking for suggestions, ideas or to put it plainly - help. I haven't been able to write anything worth the paper it was written on (
by Eyecberg
4 lines, 2 comments,
on Oct 21 10:39 PM
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Thinking of you I dream of her
Just as lovely, just as mean
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Walking at the water's edge your hand in mine, feel the water crash and the ebb of time
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I am like a ship without a compass
With only fog that hides the day
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Walking at the waters edge your hand in mine,
feel the water crash and the ebb of time
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Friends come and friends go, / hopefully having helped as you grow, / sometimes leaving nothing, / maybe electrons on a page, / not as tangible as paper and ink / but un
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Death stills the pain / quietly in her sleep. / Breathing deep, / inhale, exhale, / inhale, exhale… / no beat. / Her spirit now is free,
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Walking at the waters edge your hand in mine, / feel the crash and ebb of time as the waves / advance and retreat about our ankles / t
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For thirty years have I ruled this land, a kingdom built by an iron glove and an iron hand.
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Her blood is my life, Her body will be my pleasure.
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Fate, extrapolate, why feelings did evaporate; Integrate, don’t want to hate, is it too late
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Hide under the desk, you cannot flee
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Sad been feeling bad days speed by but I am in slow-mo cant seem to kick it into high tho' things left un-done want to shout figure it o
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The smell of adventure, the thrill of the chase, anything to liven up another boring place. The gleam in an eye when the unknown is near, how dull is lif
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The lake is still, except for the ripples sent dancing by the bow of my canoe as I slip it quietly into the water. Just before dawn, the lake is deserted
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Hey y'all,If you are reading this it means that I am away on a seven day canoe trip. Ahhh, blue skies, nice temps (at least that is the hope.)&nbs
by Eyecberg
12 lines, 1 comment,
on Jul 15 10:19 AM 2006. In Humor
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Again
I have been foolish
by Eyecberg
19 lines, 7 comments,
on Jul 1 8:34 PM 2006. In Humor
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The lake is still, except for the ripples sent dancing by the bow of my canoe as I slip it quietly into the water. It is early before the dawn, the l
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Why must it feel this wayI have so much that I want to sayBut I can’t find the words I can’t make them playSo I’ll remain quiet if just for toda
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It seemed a natural progression classmates to friends, friends to lovers. Walking at the waters edge like a dream the stars illuminating the gossamer m
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I try and write this poem about my witchy women but my words they fail me.
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Spring night, hot humid the air cloying
like late July. Wake to thunder the sound of rain heavy against the house.
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Two years ago the play was a circle; it seemed to have no beginning or end.
24 months ago I kissed you and to my surprise you kissed me.
by Eyecberg
20 lines, 3 comments,
on May 18 7:30 AM 2006. In Other
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He comes, up from the workshop
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Once Again
You are there when I go to sleep and again when I awake
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You are there when I go to sleep and again when I awake
but when I reach out to hold you I am alone.
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My Uncle received a letter, an invitation from our president
the party was in a far away place, where he would be just another face.
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A picture on a shelf, a familiar summer
scene now dressed in winter white.
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EquinoxThe sun hangs low in the late summer sky.It is September and the equinox approaches.Harvest time, a years hard work c
by Eyecberg
48 lines, 2 comments,
on Feb 27 8:59 PM 2006. In Other
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I saw you today but did you see me?
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There is a scar on my skull put there by a surgeon To remind me that I am still alive. But there is a scar on my heart Put there by you
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