POETRY TAG: JULY 09 EDITION (Page 13) X: "Angry Copymachine" by currentlyinuse I wanna smash the sides and push the buttons this stupid thing never works right eating my papers printing wrong copies such and angry copymachine one day, i think i'll eat it with ketchup © 2009 currentlyinuse X: "Blinky Lights" by X From atop the hill The city sprawls in every direction as it sleeps Moonlight over the Rockies Millions of lights Each with a story to tell Not all are happy Some flicker out, some reappear I had friends here once Lovers Family A passion or pain in every corner I survey from up here Driving past my old haunts Nothing Is this what a ghost feels like? All that remains Is a carpet of lights Where my life used to be © 2009 X X: "Rose Petals Between the Pages" by wolfos the night is over my work is done i feel rejected yet i have won my woman is there ready to help me through my soul might be split but she can mend the two after we've had our fun and let our beasts out of our cages i go to my jornal but i know of nothing to write so instead i leave rose petals between the pages © 2009 wolfos X: "True Colors" by X By day, she toils at her desk Grey to the world around her But late at night, when her time is right Her hues leave us all astounded At morn, he drives a forklift Black to his warehouse environ But in my chat, he's more than that And his rainbow blares like a siren Yes, colors others never see I'm privileged to read nightly In spite of the shit, it's still worth it To see you all shine so brightly © 2009 X X: "Styrofoam Scenery" by currentlyinuse Blitzing past window streaked whats seems real only meek what is real what is not you'd think eventually it'd rot Fake as styrofoam Scenery Nothing like you think it is only real from a distance up close its nothing more than an illusion made real. © 2009 currentlyinuse X: "View Askew" by Loaded Gun No detail to burn to memory The view form here so sheltered A canvas of colors blaket below Crimson sun like helter skelter paving the way to th edark sky All looks right with the world When you pier from the top Until its all unfurled As you leap to your death You see a different view Nothings what you thought Just your vision was askewed © 2009 Loaded Gun X: "Recoiled Trust" by yazmeen Bits and pieces shattered across the floor Remnants of what we once shared, adored How did we get to this place Why didnt i recognize it before Time may heal all wounds But scars will forever remain To forgive may be delightfully devine To forget is thick, is blind Chin up now, survival is a must Where do i go from here Who do i turn to with recoiled trust Love isnt blind, as many seem to think Out selective sight and hearing Will eventually make all devotion a thing of the past Extinct © 2009 yazmeen X: "Blood Moon" by CocoRosieKitten tiny spirit in a k-hole bloated like soggy cereal god will come and wash away all our tattoes and all our cocai-e and all of our aborted babies will turn into bambies wounded river push along searching for that desert song amd mozart's reqium will play on tiny speakers made of clay tell my mother that I love her Martin Luther you're an angel charming monkey sounter swagger drunken donkey limbs disjointed your chest is a peting zoo mexican poney f*z$%x up shoes I dreamt one thousand basketball courts nothing holier than sports dragonfly kiss your tail precious robot built so frail universe of milk and ember your hot kiss in mid december whats god's name I cant remenber through the cracked eye it seems like lovely weather. © 2009 CocoRosieKitten X: "Butterscotch" by X For just one taste Of that elegant face I'd fight the world To spend one night Holding you tight I dream of you, girl Butterscotch breasts Leaving me breathless Like a leap from a tall cliff Inhale me, my heart Let me give you a start With the sugar of my kiss © 2009 X X: "Reflection In The Water Ripples" by Roo Coasting along meagerly, silently as the wind catches my whispers, as it dances through the wildflowers and reeds enchanting fragrance captured into my senses I am one Naked against the pale grey horizon, every surge of nature coursing and pulsating through my veins glorious stark, shards of azule blues and charcole blacks ravage me, in a way nothing else has. to be at piece with my own, my identity non existant, As i feel shadowed to this mesmerizing scheme I am one a shell cast against the ferocity of a fox's whimper a void non comparable to the bear who fishes for salmon, as they run to procreate to their deaths surging full of life, electricity i've never felt before I am one to great against the worlds creation nothing more but a ripple from a stones throw, for my prints on this earth, are sudden and immense but quickly disperse, like the quiet before the storm © 2009 Roo X: "Simple Ways to Satisfy Simplistic Tastes" by Loaded Gun Gentle gestures of a promising future Guided knife, threaded sutures Torn flesh, skin bleeding Smiles wide, instant meaning Salted wound, delcate embrace Simple needs for a simple taste Interwove blood between to bodies Love transends and now embodies © 2009 Loaded Gun X: "The Sight of Heaven in the Devil's Eyes" by yazmeen There is this song that says She lived her life, like a candle in the wind I only wish i could of known her I could of been her friend She was titled with a nickname They called her "The Blonde Heaven" Though she had her share of demons devils and brethren Such beauty, such fortune, such fame such pain Who to blame? Vultures clawing, rippling and slicing Emptiness overcomes and death is more enticing Wasted time and exertion Such a tragic end Sweet sorrow and woe Shameful bottle of pills my only friend and foe To take your own life, some say it is a sin Lonliness can be catastrophic Peace out, Marilyn © 2009 yazmeen X: "Dysfunctional Damsels in Distress" by Kindsoul What the f~y$ did you expect? What else was she to do? C'mon... little girls are raised Listening to stories About whiny, helpless b%y^@#x Then told to be independent Self sufficent, to need no man Such contridictions can mess a girl up Be Proper... But take no shit This is what they told her Look for your prince... white horse and all But hold your ground & don't give in Girls learn to function with this dysfunction Soooo... what the f^%& did u expect..... Thanks to these mixed messages.... when this damsel found her Prince Charming... 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