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Society's faults are as strong as vaults Appearance matters even when in disguise
by keatsnwaldo
33 lines, 1 comment,
on Sep 5 11:05 AM 2008
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I am a child of White Wind. I speak Overtone.
by keatsnwaldo
19 lines, 3 comments,
on Sep 3 4:41 AM 2008
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Internal balance and true being fall upon me,
But then it falls away,
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My eyes are open
But I have been sleeping
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Your do not know that I know,
When your tears plunge from the heavens,
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Sometimes the world seems so cold
And the path is as though
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magic mis-sp for reason....
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Green glass bottle,
I find
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Two strands of
Brown, Brown hair
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Free syllable series of haikus
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series this is tres
by keatsnwaldo
21 lines, 2 comments,
on Sep 3 4:36 PM 2007
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Free syllable Haiku series 1
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Six foot five,
Strong as a river,
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Laze away, day dreaming of a better day,
Everytime that hurt makes you pay.
by keatsnwaldo
4 lines, 2 comments,
on Aug 12 2:44 PM 2007
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Series
This is two
by keatsnwaldo
50 lines, 2 comments,
on Aug 12 1:58 PM 2007
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With a rope's rash 'round her neck
She reflected on earlier reliansces
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Too, too often
I look upon powerful scripts
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She dances about with scarlets in her hair. / Dark waves fly behind her head. / Earthy brown eyes imagine dreamy fields / With seas of spri
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I should not count / The moments I spend / Looking upon our memories. / It amounts to a number / More than the chance / We will meet again. / Instead, / I should count, / The moments I s
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With cermonies conducted by a feigned emcee. / Blood spilt in foreign territories, / Conspicuous synthetic truths is the account. / America
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Captured by her presence / I could not / Be anymore alive. / Spirit overwhelming / She could not hide. / My eyes told my imagination / What / We looked like / Dancing among this bewil
by keatsnwaldo
33 lines, 3 comments,
on Jul 20 8:00 PM 2007
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Notes carrying, / Through and through. / Wave and wave, / Crashing in the ear. / Johnny plays for you, / His love, humility and fear. / Voi
by keatsnwaldo
24 lines, 9 comments,
on Jun 16 4:15 PM 2007
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In the heart of Mississippi, / Where not much does lie. / The people, they let / It all pass by. / Hush the child, / I think he asked why.
by keatsnwaldo
35 lines, 3 comments,
on Jun 16 3:38 PM 2007
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Stop trying to bring me down, / Tired of all this, / So you frown. / Think its all a miss, / Can't stop waving your fist. / Bringing it dow
by keatsnwaldo
28 lines, 1 comment,
on Jun 13 11:56 PM 2007
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They say I am not happy, / I do not follow their roads, / Built my own / Fuck their roads. / Know nothing of my odes. / Never let them keep
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WE will always be the innocent abecedarian beings, / Curious of this existence. / If this society, civilization continues / It will not be to solve the riddles of this existence. / Further our knowing in our scie
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Keep me walking on, / Let me sing my song. / Remember You everyday. / Never let you play, / Maybe just one day. / Summer sets. / For you, no safety net, / Thought it was a losing bet. / I agree, set
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Nothing is perfect about him, A fool, could not stop joking.
by keatsnwaldo
27 lines, 4 comments,
on Mar 8 12:12 AM 2007
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Torturous depressive pain.
Buried in the deepest recesses of the soul,
by keatsnwaldo
13 lines, 4 comments,
on Feb 20 2:31 PM 2007
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When Sickness is forgotten,
by keatsnwaldo
26 lines, 1 comment,
on Feb 20 2:06 PM 2007
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