#1- Kick out da word jam

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#1- Kick out da word jam

Post by Doreen Peri » September 28th, 2004, 8:22 am

some kinda lunar madness
got us wide-eyed-ready
for a planned jam, so rattle out
yer words spurred on by the cosmos,
send 'em up into the mist sis n' bro...
pick up a pen and
GO!
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Post by Lightning Rod » September 28th, 2004, 8:58 am

Here We Go!

if the only two possible subjects for poetry
are love and death, I am an authority on one
and a novice at the other.
What kind of poet am I?


I've studied death through spectacles
and when I meet love I ask for ID
I have no sympathy for suckers or poseurs
I just want metaphors made of steel
"These words don't make me a poet, these Eyes make me a poet."

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Post by WIREMAN » September 28th, 2004, 9:02 am

like a mystical waterfall
wet drops from the heavens
saturate my being profusely
cause the cut is on the loose........

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Post by wylde » September 28th, 2004, 9:03 am

slit heels carry love
slid in broken alms
mounted
over a mouth of olives
tabled

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Post by Lightning Rod » September 28th, 2004, 9:06 am

The men's room on the third floor
is called John 3:16
it's where I laid my only begotten turd
and I know it's slightly absurd
but I'm a sucker for resurrection
"These words don't make me a poet, these Eyes make me a poet."

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Post by WIREMAN » September 28th, 2004, 9:10 am

they came back to the
place it started. the Go
cats once they got it
started, the deluge was
the found.........

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Post by wylde » September 28th, 2004, 9:11 am

in the psalm of my palm
my stud'e'baker cooks
wholly ghosts curmudgeons
and brittle grail

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Post by Lightning Rod » September 28th, 2004, 9:12 am

I mounted an olive once
it was the pits
I wanted to bite off the ear
but there was only a kiss
and it smelled like
forty days and forty nights
"These words don't make me a poet, these Eyes make me a poet."

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Post by wylde » September 28th, 2004, 9:15 am

the found in bound
unties the knot
of suspension
bridges strung up
gropes roped
by entwines sup

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Post by Lightning Rod » September 28th, 2004, 9:19 am

Lazarus limped up on his skateboard
Like Porgy looking for Bess
just touch his robes and you'll be blessed
hide the skull; hide the bones
a prophet on roller blades
jumps the curb in a frenzy of salvation
"These words don't make me a poet, these Eyes make me a poet."

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Post by WIREMAN » September 28th, 2004, 9:19 am

found that rope hangin' there
lifeline danglin' in free air ....the
secret was to climb and climb
until ya reach the tipity top
then watch the whole unwind.........
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Post by Lightning Rod » September 28th, 2004, 9:24 am

Grapes raped into wine
we fill the jars with drunken water
and pass the blessing sweet before last call
I could tell you all, but I'll spare you the details
just remember plantations were once mustard seeds
"These words don't make me a poet, these Eyes make me a poet."

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Post by wylde » September 28th, 2004, 9:32 am

taps the last post
calling
bugles
banging divine sprays beseeched by holy fonts
dipped flawlessin doors revolvered
by ceilings triggered
grappling sewaragcide perceptions
hooked hung sinkered

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Post by Lightning Rod » September 28th, 2004, 9:33 am

Zimbabwe has a neat sound to it
so I submitted my poems to a newspaper there
No rejection slip has arrived, so I count myself lucky
"These words don't make me a poet, these Eyes make me a poet."

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Post by WIREMAN » September 28th, 2004, 9:33 am

the leaves they swelled
in the garden of grape
dark purple and freed
a dragonfly appeared
and said........

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