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Still

Good Night

time to ramp it up if you had enough I wish luck if luck is enough to hold you up a diamond in the rough state of mind won't give up untill it shine patience wait until it's time waste the champaign pour the wine ease dropping on the green line heard it through the grapevine some one told me one time wearing a watch but couldn't tell time approaching the next station but couldn't decide to get off or stay inside to enjoy the ride I jumped off when I seen the sign in the dark I'm a Leo blame the lion not the pride the husband not the bride if the role was ever applied brain split down the the middle two different states of mind trying to stay balance to keep from falling off the middle is a challenge willing to take a misstep to correct a mistake I make the comeback is like surviving a heart attack a near death experience is close but not quite the ghost

Behind What's Under

explode the upload expose the implode unlock and unload while crossing the threshold to pull down the stronghold to get to the treasure trove silver and gold is found underground in the earth what the world calls dirt the truth is worth digging into I rather spend time mining than minding business that's not mine digging up dirt on someone draws more attention to them causing them to shine in the sight of those who have yet to learn how to preserve energy minding one's own business making one's own decisions standing on business preparing Mondays for Tuesdays Wednesdays for Thursdays Fridays Saturdays and Sundays trials and tribulations to weather the unspecified amount of storms to come

The Power Pain Made

the poet wants to be heard the poet wants to be felt the poet wants the word to resinate and synchronize with thought the poet wants to spark ideas the poet wants to make flames the poet wants to start a fire the poet desire is to touch every thing leaving prints behind to be found the poet is bound to be that profound

But If & Maybe

I wrote a note to let you know I wrote a note to let you know something I think you should know I thought you should know I wrote a note to tell you something you should know I wrote it in a note I forgot to give you the note I wrote to tell you something you gotta know

Guest Book

to those who were there to celebrate my life and I celebrated theirs we all had a good time it was a good night then we all went home and we all went to sleep some of us woke up some of us stayed sleep some of us remembered some of us forgot about the time we all got together I can still see taste smell and feel the moment we all started to drift apart and go our separate ways I remember all that because I wrote it all down Play by play frame by frame if I threw the party I know the name of everyone who came the one's who were there to peep out the scene the ones who came with a gift and the ones who came empty handed you're all on the list because I never forgot you you and you

Green Screen

if it cannot be touched it cannot be held if it cannot be held it is not capable of being handled if it cannot be handled it is not tangible perceptible ponderable nor sensible if it is not material it is not visible it must be solid it must be concrete to be noticable otherwise it is not substantial real actual nor physical believing something without proof or substantial evidence is credulous belief the stage is set for audience's who are ripe for the picking born yesterday green as grass easily taken in by the performance

I Knead To Know

the price of bread got me blown a month old loaf got me baffled wondering where's the mold

Bountiful

as November approaches the day we say happy Thanksgiving is upon us we've been told the tale heard several stories about what the day is about most of us look forward to all the food we should always be thankful for having plenty of food how can we survive without it but when you really think about it a whole family gathered together should be thankful for having each other

Roundabout

getting over it is right round the corner careful not to take the wrong turn make the wrong move get lost on the path going through the pass drift off swerve into the past bump into who I once knew stutter to utter the words "what's new" attempting to remove enough tension out the way to escape further uncomfortable conversation

Dip Out

dipped a whole chip in the thick dip came up with half of a chip the other half still in the dip solution thin the dip or thicker chip a stab in the dark unforeseen situation hiding behind the door on the second floor same old thing same old stuff same old month old bread no mold to indicate it's too old to consume poisons not a placebo a diet of speculation is lack of education hear say is unhealthy for the well being stand clear


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		mlowe5 says: Indeed! Those beautiful keloid memories flowing tears of laughing joy. Thanks for the stilled moment. ONE. PEACE AND LOVE. poems by this commentor MORNING, LORD In The Matrix Of Time BLACK MADONNA(S)