iblieve and Diana Moon Glampers

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Post by iblieve » March 5th, 2006, 7:04 pm

Shiney bright flashes of thought
catch my imagination
my pen runs the marathon
to get the words racing
mental excitation
and another rhyme
drops from my mind.
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Post by Diana Moon Glampers » March 5th, 2006, 7:19 pm

sure why the hell not
I can't dance
my dsl bogged down waiting for LR's IPOD $4 to load

rivers
it is going to be a fine night for a river walk
ride the river of lights


spring comes and goes in a heart beat down here near the heart of texas, I missed a perfect day

evening now, a beautiful evening

by the end of the month it will be a tropical summer again. Like living on the bottom of an invisibel sea of moist air.

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Post by iblieve » March 6th, 2006, 11:53 am

Dust and humidity
wasn't for me
so I left Texas for the Northwest.
Rain Rain everyday
but here I will stay.

Texas is beautiful in the spring
flowers and cactus green.
I lived in Salado and that Temple town
watching a Texas sun go down
sure is beautiful though,
but that you all ready know.
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Post by stilltrucking » March 6th, 2006, 12:28 pm

a coward dies a thousand deaths
on those Mountain passes in winter.
I am from maryland, just a flat lander, the eastern seaboard is my natural home

Just a flat lander never could adust to the those "hills" in the great north west.


This internet a metaphor for the home I lost. A river of lights from the docks in New Jersey The docks on the columbia river.

God all mighty what a river.

Worked on a trawler, a shrimper out of Ilwaco. Out for three days no showers. Coming in to Astoria smelling like a dead shrimp. Jumped into the river to wash myself off.


Scared, I have never felt a current that strong.

hanging on for dear life

I been planing on moving down to the coast.

They say an old man should remove himself from society in old age, Find his heart cave and live a monks life. I am looking for my cave, over looking the ocean

I am old

but I am happy

You love the dark side
I live the light
Life against death
and when we back off far enough
we see it is all right

light and dark a continuim

What is the darkest dark you have ever seen

complete darkness

I have friends from the military who told me the jungle is as dark as it gets

for me it was a basement in baltimore.

after hours of sitting in complete darkness with my fearful childs imagaination running wild.

These days must be frightning for children

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Post by iblieve » March 6th, 2006, 12:50 pm

My darkest hour was chasing dragons
in a small town in arkansas
they don't play
spilled blood the grim reaper laughing
but I had the last laugh
and still laughing.
Darkness is the plalce
I see the light of truth plainly
where lessons are learned for a lifetime
where I grow spiritually
in my old age.
I find my youth returning,
the belief that anything is possible
and black can be white if you believe.
I found my metaphorical cave in Dandy's arms
warm and inviting,
for an old drug dealer I got pretty damn lucky,
and I am thankful for the turn around.
Here's wishing you find a happy cave
where dreams come true
and a happy loving heart warms if for you.
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Post by stilltrucking » March 6th, 2006, 4:12 pm

taking the hai road
life is sweet
I am complete

I go my own way
Longing for a ocean home
just more desire
more suffering
The southern pacific fills my dreams


If I cant be happy here I wont be happy anywhere
Thanks for warm best wishes
I remember now, heart is where the home is
This is all holly ground
where ever I stand
I love boundary conditions
where mountains touch sky
wehre land meets water
(Douglass Adams ripped off from)
Here I have where rail road tracks intersect my bed room. Good enough

But I am still a liar, dam I miss the sea. Going to move down to the third coast the soon I hope.

Not much blood shed in my family, not that kind of insanity.

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hey don't play
spilled blood the grim reaper laughing
I have left a trail of my own blood from Baltimore to Astoria. Never tried to get even,. Spent a night of murdrous thoughts, not just passing thoughts but dead serious thinking about killing someone, not just killing them but killing them quick with no muss no fuss. I never platted a get away. I was pretty crazy, just figured I would get caught, spend my life behind bars or worse. In the morning light I realized it was just karma. Not worth the price of more bloody karma. But that was me, and you are you. All that matters is I am happy you have found each other.

I am very happy to be breathing.

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