The 2nd Annual Spring Equinox Word Jam

March 2006
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Post by Doreen Peri » March 25th, 2006, 2:29 pm

at studio eight
inquiring minds wanna know
what's on the 8's mean?
sounds like a saying well suited
for a gr8 spring jam ;)

looked it up but
couldn't find a definition.
Damn.

:D

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Post by WIREMAN » March 25th, 2006, 2:51 pm

go back a few posts
see where judih & i
posted at exact same time
on the 8 min mark..... :lol:
me I feel like I'm becoming some kinda Kung fu t.v. Priest.....

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Post by Doreen Peri » March 25th, 2006, 2:58 pm

aha!!

something simple that i missed. ;)

I thought it was a common idiom
which I didn't know and so
I asked in case it could be used
as a studio eight slogan. :)

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a tiny taste of spring
teases me, pleases my
senses, warm sun on my
face and yet a trace of
winter lingers.

after the snowfall
melts into the soil,
flowers will bloom.

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Post by mousey1 » March 25th, 2006, 4:14 pm

The flowers will bloom
the dandelions will come
it makes me recall
that one time
when one lone dandelion seed
standing out from all the rest
one fluffy puffiness
floated over
in a bee line
coming to rest
upon my nose
It made me smile
and sneeze
and off he went in a huff
to find someone else
who would be more kind


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The jamming was fine
butt now I'm off
off to venture outside
wish me luck
wish me the best
I used to walk with my head in the clouds but I kept getting struck by lightning!
Now my head twitches and I drool alot. Anonymouse

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Post by gandsharp » March 25th, 2006, 5:32 pm

Forgive me for this dark spring
I wrote this some time ago
And in couplets (ick) is what i bring
But i thought id give it a go

Spring

Biting words, stronger than their rejection
Sift through the air in constant suspension
The hard stares and the ghastly growls
Foundations shake, deep to the bowels
I never wanted to hear what came off your lips
Dead words contained like the bodies in crypts
What is the point when all that is said is left undone
Dying promises left at the wayside and dried emotion
Reconstitute me with a force giving life please
Refusal to react is killing while you are at ease
I hate your smuggness and your deactivated emotional power
I cant believe I lived with this for so long hour by hour by hour
Now that youre gone its my turn, its my song that I will sing
A birth of new growth pushes its way out, an emotional spring

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Post by whimsicaldeb » March 25th, 2006, 6:10 pm

Beware the ides of March - Soothsayer to Caeser; Shakespeare's Julius Caesar; act 1 scene 2
Caesar's reply ... "He is a dreamer; let us leave him: pass."


march
madness
march
ing along

volatile changes
of weather
and hearts

sky from sun to rain and back again
hearts from shine to pain and back again

sharp sudden winds of promptings
or protests

deep rains water and tears

strong weather patterns
and emotions
followed by soothing sun
and the soothing love making of forgiveness

gently licks of our skins
human
nature
human-nature

Spring …

the intercourse

where the ever constant change
everyone at first embraces
transforms from the passion
becoming
reluctantly allowed

and then endured
before being able to embrace the laze of summer

spring begins in march
and march is marching along

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Post by Ann Bingham » March 25th, 2006, 7:37 pm

here i am
late as spring
snow flakes fly
the optic went out
my time to play
but like spring
i am late
and the snow people
all melted away
with the snow.

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Post by gandsharp » March 25th, 2006, 8:03 pm

Tender sprouts compelled from deep dark ground
Seeds of deliverance erupting life's hidden source
Warmed in sun and songbird
Every blade of grass rejoice
Contemplated breaths
A pleasure to be taken
Springing this named season of rebirth
The color of joy
Is green
On this good renewed earth

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Post by Ann Bingham » March 25th, 2006, 8:29 pm

seeds erupt from the darkness
birds harrod the coming sun
rejoicing in his warmth
tender blades
worship with bated breath
as diverse as the rainbow.



I had something else typed but lost it because of a slow connection.

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Post by Doreen Peri » March 25th, 2006, 8:41 pm

There is a slow connection to spring
but rumor has it, it will still be
happening.

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Post by Doreen Peri » March 25th, 2006, 10:04 pm

Hibernation continues.
bears don't know when
to come out of the cave.

*

Adam could never understand
his role in the garden.
He was fooled indirectly
by asp and feminine will.
Adam was an outcast,
his companion effected shrill
language, demanded her position,
a siren, unearthed by lonely need.
Adam was a pushover, his mate,
a con, ousted, though
the garden lives on,
overgrown with
weeds and
choke vines –
no chance of survival
for the ignorant.
What did Adam know?
To taste the fruit, his
sole goal.
What did Adam know?
To taste the fruit.
To taste the fruit.
Mmmmmm.....
To taste the fruit.

*

leaving the Jam open for a while... anbody wanna pretend it's warm enough to be spring?

it's a slow jam
but it's strawberry and cherry
so spread it on thick and let it
melt me.

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Post by jimboloco » March 25th, 2006, 10:34 pm

slow jam fizz
conned by wazzer name?
she was a siren
wailing away
like an outcast
in exile from herself
a lonely elf
but with heavy boots
tramping
thru mud and weeds
planting grape vines
unwinding
catching sun and rain
unfolding again
one more spring
a sadness tho
where reverie should be
and yet it is near
waiting for a sign
from the underground stream
of hope for peace
and florid dreams
[color=darkcyan]i'm on a survival mission
yo ho ho an a bottle of rum om[/color]

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Post by Doreen Peri » March 25th, 2006, 10:45 pm

and when they escaped the garden,
she was of course to blame, the witch
with a twist of a lie in a poison apple,
what's his name buying a bushel, but
it was really the tease of a taste between
her eyes, thighs wide, her very core
which pleased him more than any
other and so he could not would not
be her brother other than incestuously

people blamed a snake in a tree
but i'm tellin' ya brotha, it wasn't his
fault either.

eve
came
and eve
came again
and morning
after morning after
morning came and came

luckily they remembered
each other's names but nobody
was to blame.... truly... nobody
was to blame..

fruit comes from seed

spring is the emergence
from a tomb

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Post by jimboloco » March 25th, 2006, 10:49 pm

ah yes
she wasn't to blame
just the same
they both made it past the gate
and the tomb of residue
from 5000 years
is ajar
spring air filters in
and out again.
[color=darkcyan]i'm on a survival mission
yo ho ho an a bottle of rum om[/color]

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Post by Doreen Peri » March 25th, 2006, 10:56 pm

maybe the bitch
had an itch to travel.

after all, one
day he might
leave her.

she coulda had
a bit of cabin
fever.

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