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ThunderRock

Homecoming in October

The month of October, this year Calling me to answer the Voice. Somewhere I was lost and confused, Still running while in this metallic concrete, This place, a maze and flashy water, gaining the knowledge, the true wisdom I seek, My lonely friend crying for the way home. The days of hope and wild...

Danette M. Scott

Poetry: Changed forever Scared and...

Poetry: Changed forever Scared and lonely little girl Couldn't confess the amount of distress Caused to her head of blond curl By selfish, ignorant maliciousness Hateful, hurtful words that cut so deep That she prayed to lord her soul to keep Her heart ached so much for holiness That she was crushed...

Soul Sohpal

Healing - what does that mean?

Healing Fascinating word isn't it? but what does it actually mean? Well Iv done hoards of research during my life in to all sorts of different religious and philosophical areas including what the basis for spirituality or our understanding for this as human beings is. It is an incredibly interesting...

Peculiarist

Heart Blood, Soul Blood

The blood that comes from deep within Heart Blood, Soul Blood, It does not exit through the skin but bleeds out through the eyes. I've left my nation far behind my conscience, even farther, tequila, salt, and lemon rind have meddled with my heart. The rules of life are not defined by physics, or...

The Knuckleduster

A Night

By Kenn(eth) Rushworth (Once Death takes the mind The Body’s span is irrelevant) Longing to feel something By staring wide eyed, blank faced, at the tiles With glass in hand tipped on a slight angle The opposing fingers tapping a non-descript rhythm on it’s metaphoric “half empty, half full”...

Flamingo Dancer

God of the Market Place returns to his Vomit and the Sow returns to her Mire

The Gods of the Copybook Headings - Kipling AS I PASS through my incarnations in every age and race, I make my proper prostrations to the Gods of the Market Place. Peering through reverent fingers I watch them flourish and fall, And the Gods of the Copybook Headings, I notice, outlast them all. We...

MrsSelfDestruct

For God's Sake! Religion in the workplace?!

Working for the government, you'd think you wouldn't be subjected to this kind of thing so blatantly. It enrages My Jew and I to no end to see this stuff posted up on PUBLIC bulletin boards in plain view around the cubicle farm. The left "prayer" is what was posted up on a "work" bulletin board. The...

Soul Sohpal

Walk the Walk? Talk the Talk? What do you think?

Good talkers are bad listeners! or are they?.. Iv got a few friends like I'm sure we all have that are great listeners...and we really value their ears at those really vital/crazy times when we really need to share something....no matter what it is..Also, the other side to this, being the good...

Soul Sohpal

How does this feel?

Meeting the Ultimate pain in the ASS! I just recently joined a course, just keep my network healthy, and my brain sharp. I met a guy on this course who used to be somewhat of a heavy weight in yester - years industry, a time spanning the late 70's - 80's and mid nineties. So, this guy was...

Soul Sohpal

What is Music? Take a look at this.....by Soul.S

What is music?.. OK people,that is my question, and I'm not looking for an answer, but feel free to post. Iv looked at many studies into what exactly music is?, and well, its turned up more questions than answers?..But i think that's a good thing. Is music something that we are innately born with?...

Rolynda

I love you

the morning breaks i see the light the random streak the sudden sight i see your back all clean and bare i see the shadows of your hair i see your face, your eyes closed lightly i see your lips, smiling slightly it makes me blush, and hold you tighter i can't help it, you leave me lighter the sight...

nik

live the tao

last night i was feeling rather strange, but anyway, i wrote this poem and called it "live the tao" as i hope to be able to do fully and completely one day. live the tao live the clouds and the rain live the sun, live the pain live as if you have no roof live the loss as if it's truth live when all...

Bollocker

The Compendium

This is a collection of things I have written that I think are at least half worth putting back up. Since last I did one of these, I have added two short stories and maybe ten other forms of writing. With 19 solid "Stories," 7 short fiction pieces, and over 25 others, I would like to think that what...

Cecily DeVille

everything before

leads here to this point of penetration where your grace has tipped me on, gathers as a tide molecules long familiar deft, keen tyrannies transcend the breach waves spilt against shore mollify the terrain moonlight discovers the saturated beach

E to the S

Prayer of a Stray

Wow..what a tear jerker! Prayer of a Stray Dear God please send me somebody who'll care! I'm tired of running, sick with despair My body is aching, it's so racked with pain And dear God I pray as I run in the rain That someone will love me and give me a home A warm cozy bed and a big juicy bone My...

Amy Silbergeld

Heavy

I won’t be the first to tell you that the yellow around your pupils makes your eyes look like sunflowers in certain light and you will not be the first to hear I love you as it breaks from my lips like a wave water has been known to evaporate and I’m sure the same drop of rain has hit my cheek...

ThirdEyeCandide

The Homeland Of Your Algebra [ Part I ]

In your vision you are the only thing with bloodshot eyes. You always wear a robe that speaks seven languages... and a bank of fog is at your feet nipping at your naked heel. In your vision you remember how your arms feel in sunshine. It is intense. Your can-opener is hissing an etude that alludes...

jenny

Was it worth ?

Was it worth the the countless hours? My mind still races and never stops asking. Then I ask myself was it worth all those beautiful flowers? Or was something in their color lacking? Was it worth the time we spent together? Or was I just replaceable, like old, brown, cheap leather Did the days in...

Danette M. Scott

The Day Of Death By...

The Day Of Death By Danette M. Scott I light a candle inside my heart So that hope finds me in the dark It shines forth for all to see Allowing my precious soul to be free When the light does dim I pray that I am with him For what are our souls worth? It is worth more than the whole earth? Upon my...

Christopher D Burns

With Apologies To Walt Whitman...

With apologies to Walt Whitman… I do hope that this is premature or that better yet, it does not come to this at all. But I can hope in one hand and shit in the other and guess which one fills up first? O Country! My Country! I thought this nasty war was done; These Soldiers weather'd every...