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Old poem to sooth KE
July 12, 2013
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a/n: Not one of my favorites (note the "not") haven't read it in ages, but all the same a little piece I haven't shared-- to soothe the savage beast...

 

Life is Not Fair

 

Life is NOT fair

Pain not pleasure

Sadness not joy

Hurricanes not gentle rain

Solitude not inclusion

Death not living

Fear not security

Suffering not prosperity

Deception not loyalty

Silence not discourse

Anger not patience

Judgment not acceptance

Bigotry not tolerance

Cancer not health

Poverty not wealth

Disconnection not involvement

Hunger not fulfillment

Cruelty not kindness

Vengeance not forgiveness

 

Karma is a fallacy

Illusion created by society

Formed by “fate”

Mislead by “destiny”

Life is NOT fair

Death is inevitable

The choice is to be consumed by what

Life is NOT

Or to embrace what life can be

Fulfillment and prosperity

Kindness, health, love and patience,

Pleasure and acceptance,

Gentle rain.

 

9/14/07

 

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Wine is bottled poetry. ~ Robert Louis Stevenson
July 12, 2013
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LOL, and this precious gem... oh yeah, it's an oldie, and man... someone of the opposite gender must have really PISSED ME OFF...

Keep Yourself

 

Sacrifice

   Sacrifice

        Sacrifice!

I’m a selfish bitch, and I don’t need it.

I’d rather be alone and not heed it.

Love itself costs too much

Too much to feel it or regret it, ‘Baby’.

 

Dollars and sense?

You’re short on both of ‘em, ‘Darling’.

 

Go ahead and ask me. Do you really want a payment?

Go ahead... you want my cosmic energy?!?

Give up ~ break down, admit it...

I have nothing to share, nothing.

 

You can keep yourself, ‘Mr. Manic Depressant’.

Wine is bottled poetry. ~ Robert Louis Stevenson
July 12, 2013
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Want more? I have a slew of this old stuff... it's cracking me up :)

Wine is bottled poetry. ~ Robert Louis Stevenson
July 12, 2013
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     It's not the words that made the first poem enjoyable. Twenty seven lines of dismal read then, BAM! Five lines of heartfelt, philosophical poetry really made this poem interesting. Though it is not my favorite of your work, it shows how crafty you are. That's just damn clever writing. So you had viciously slapped the reader several times and then soothed the stinging face with a gentle touch..........................

     To the second poem. Really? President of the She girl man hater club that day huh? It is the cleaner version of a poem I wrote for a girl that dated a friend when I went to basic training so I understand the sentiment.......................

Post away, there seems to be no end to the rain these days when I'm not working and they are fun to read, old or not...........

Those individuals who deem themselves perfect barely scratch an elbow in their fall from grace. Wm Steele
July 13, 2013
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OK, keep in mind... these go back several decades:

 

Revelations

 

NUMBER ONE:

A horse of white, like snow --

White like a dove

They sent him out to conquer

And the rider held a bow

The rider held a bow

And they gave him a crown

He went forth conquering

 

NUMBER TWO:

A horse of red, like scarlet

Crimson -- like blood

They sent him with power

The rider had great power

And they gave him a sword

That they should kill one another

 

NUMBER THREE:

A horse of black, like coal

As pitch as midnight without stars

They sent him saying

“Hurt not the oil and the wine”

The rider carries a pair of balances

A measure of wheat -- three of barley

 

NUMBER FOUR:

A horse just pale, so cold

Frighteningly pale

The rider -- they named Death

And Hell on his heels

Sent forth to kill

With sword, hunger and with death

 

NUMBER SIX:

No horses, no colors

They sent a quake to the Earth

John saw the sun turn black

Saw the moon turn bloody

Saw the stars fall

All men -- hidden in the mountains

 

NUMBER FIVE:

John saw them, that were murdered

 

Dressed in white robes

White like the first horse

Crying out for justice

Looking forward to the sixth seal

 

NUMBER SEVEN:

There was silence in Heaven

He rises

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July 13, 2013
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Fingers on Leather

 

My restless heart and sleepless mind,

I’m a drifting, fallen soul without wind...

Yes, it’s me again and I’m still searching,

Flowing through these crowded veins of life

One shocking beat at a time,

A beat like rough fingers on leather,

A beat like a bird’s wings.

 

And my feet aching and unmoving,

Planted like stone in a rock garden.

I’m going no where that I need to go,

Just standing, a cement statue.

 

And these weary eyes,

And this shapeless destiny.

I’m not a tolerable fool to reality.

No, I’ve found nothing... nothing

In this cold-blooded maze of lifelines.

 

I’m craving warm, summer rain...

The sensual drops of purity on my tongue,

And new, like untamed youth,

Like wild flowers...

 

My restless heart, my sleepless mind...

One beat at a time.

Wine is bottled poetry. ~ Robert Louis Stevenson
July 13, 2013
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       Wow @tlhopkinson I had thought for some reason that you were not very religious. The first poem is near Biblical in a sense. 'John saw them murdered.' 'Dressed in white robes.' Sounds like the book of Revelations in the Bible. You have such a gift for trickery with words and structure of poems. I liked the feeling it gave me at the end. You honestly have a ...................what? Crafty knack to create............feeling at the end of each of your poems. Awesome to be able to do this.

And I love the second poem. 'A beat like rough fingers on leather.' Is about as artistic as it gets. Awesome colorful comparisons. The ending was somewhat seductive. And you have obviously did your job here as a poet. Impact..............Crafty knack.............This one makes the list in the top three of my favorite poems of yours that I have read. Thanks for sharing these.

Write on @tlhopkinson ....................write on

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July 13, 2013
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The Revelations poem was my poetic interpretation of that section of the bible when I was trying to decide whether or not I had faith... (I think I was 17 when I wrote it?) I didn't :) . Been an atheist for years now. At any rate, I have no issues with belief or the beliefs of others. The second one was one of my favorites when I was young... again, I think I was a teen when I wrote it. Glad you enjoyed them, I picked them just randomly and quickly and posted them... I have hundreds :) . They are rated for the most part... and these had "1" next to them, so that meant I didn't think they sucked :) . You guys can print this old stuff all day long in the Thoughts anthology... I left these behind years and years ago.

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July 14, 2013
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KE sooooothed Nani Wahine! Muchas gracias @tlhopkinson. Got my fill of the arts. Rain is all gone. Yard work is all done. Honey do's all done. Time for thunder in the mountains and that oh so good feeling................Woohooo!

KE out.............

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