#1- Kick out da word jam

[wylde]

meet is meet
and mans gotta...


*peace*

[alienpoet]

meeting peace head on without blinders and only say ahoha even as i am late mate i am so bad and that's life bless everybody

[Arcadia]

windows shine
fresh brown paint
(the painter as usual comes without advice)
thick-new smell
& sahumerio longing

[wylde]

ap well, well come to u
pull up a mind
and never matter the spew

[wylde]

oar feel free
to gnatter from the pew

[wylde]

painters are fingers
of gods hair extentions
dripping with aplomb
sans accountants attentions

[alienpoet]

gnattering from a pew can cause splattering some dew and some don't i for one have a ton of head matter gone askew

[wylde]

i gotta sus pen d
my thoughts inclanations
suspended animations
inflamed by dousings
intimations

bfree fore an reign
as u pour...

[Doreen Peri]

no matter the arrival date or time,
minds meet within seconds, complete
with half our intervals, separated only
by a metronome tick.

we are always on time,
our hands extensions of arm embraces.

we trace fingertips on the fleeting face
of daydream night shakes -- perfect,
the rhythm of a quick meter,
no sweeter the time, it's coming
no more alien than it's departure.

let us rescue each moment
breathing in, in unison

[alienpoet]

my time is short i retort to self and slide toward the edge of the shelf i am on a leash today and have little time to play it's ok my eyes hurt and i'm in of a Dr. Pepper cold as a totches wit or some some sting of persuasion in this equasion and thinking and spelling have gone with the wind of change i ramble off or do i?

[alienpoet]

in unison i may or not depart as i have leaked the mercury of time and being zoned elsewhere tho i care with immense stirrations of near verbage uncontrolled...i bid adieu for a tilted half moment.

[WIREMAN]

rain....rain persistent....the backside of a cosmic drool
Michealangelo's David and the Venus de Milo lifesize in
white plastic yard ornaments....rain .....rain....on Baltimore
town today................

[judih]

gazing into the 3rd eye
of an alien poet
an arcadian being
a sierra somestream
a doreen metro gnome
a mark de-wired construction
a mnaz sign - off and running
an l-rod weather vane
a wylde twist of thought

how the names break off chunks of communal bread
courteously elbowing in

[singlemalt]

I gotta go cause I got me a drop top
and if I hit the switch, I could make the ass drop

[WIREMAN]

peel of smokin' wheels
and we are off to realms
of unheard of speed and
poetic formlessness...bop
...be bop...do bop..sketch
my spain.....headin' for a
love supreme................