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Koo soo whew , koo soo whew ,
trawrr weet trawrr weet
Piddy shew piddy shew
Treat treat **** --throo heet throo heet
Pwoo troo pwoo troo reet
pwoo troo pwii troo reet
Trigger trigger trigger neat ,
trigger trigger trigger neat
Whipp poor will  whip poor will
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Copyright March 6 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
 Mar 2017 Lady
Jack Savage
Runaway.
 Mar 2017 Lady
Jack Savage
From the first time
I watched you
Walk away from me.

To the last time
I could feel you
Next to me.

You had love
For leaving things
Undone.

Like a fire,
In the summer sun,
You took the best of me.

I wish I knew
What I know today
You can't give hope
To a runaway.
It's further, honey,
Not closer,
Comin'.
And,
You're getting further
Every day.

On the side
Of the road
You made a getaway.

The devil slows down,
To let you in,
Met with a devil's grin.

Chin held high,
Sweet lies, disguised
To make it
Easier for you,
To do what
You feel you
Have to do
 Mar 2017 Lady
Arcassin B
In world where there is corruption at every corner, in towns where there are certain places a black man can't go,
The mind state of a racist woman or man,
the hate will definitely show.

I Don't understand why people are racist and their parents definitely don't know what respect is,
Like a black boy that takes your daughter out to prom and holds her hand and dance the night away because her white boyfriend couldn't be true,
So you get mad at your daughter for the color she'll choose.

Racism should be dead but some whites take it to their grave,
listening to their parents in the past tell them to behave , be careful of the world, Go play and come right back,
And no matter what you do, do not talk to those **** blacks.

The Only Reason I write this is because i am dating a girl that is white And Her Adoptive mom is YOU'VE GUESSED IT - A HUGE RACIST !!!, her name is Sara Mills and she is the love of my life regardless of what any race has to say, I don't know why but its always been that skin color that i cherished the most when it came to relations
Not to further escalate the situation,
dont get me wrong i date any race of women, but only ones that give me the time of day to prove to them that all men aren't the same.

So Anybody That is Racist And Sees This , I Feel Sorry For You And I Only Hope You Find Peace In Everyone Instead Of Your Own Kind.

I Love Every Race , We should Be A One People World. :)
People should not have to be hateful period
 Mar 2017 Lady
Pete Badertscher
I hear the Siren's cry.
A bittersweet laughing ruse
full of a life fulfilled
just out of earshot.

Here I stand restrained.
A mute with perfect hearing,
A rigid, fettered meat husk.
Jutte Bristles feast upon the flesh of my wrists-
Vegetative vampiric cord.
It holds me to my main sail in a sea of
Violent storms.

My ship tosses and bucks, riding the bull of Poseidon
while phantoms of light dance on crests of oblivion.
My sailors, ears plugged with wax
Shift and sway on legs accustomed to rough waters.
I Alone, Hear the call and strain to act.

And what do these Goddesses of Lies offer,
(for deep down I know what they are)
these voices of fell winds wrapped in painful beauty.
Riches or Aires?
Sweet coupled love?
Secrets of the Green Mirror?

No, an end to loneliness.
Become one with the sweet horror and chaos.
Come dance over the waters with ****** abandon.
Feast on the tripe of torn souls.
I long to follow, but will not.

Rope against bone and sinew.
Blood pools at my ships rain-drenched trunk.
The song it calls, it calls…
Vile once-men, future minstrel demons,
Abominations that haunt my ghost ship.
Listen to your commander and allow me to follow
these kisses of spectral wanton lust.

Screams of anguish echo--
and then realization!
It is my own voice that parts
the waves of the storm soaked sea.
It is my own voice that
parts from the divine.
 Mar 2017 Lady
Helen
This is MY Poem
 Mar 2017 Lady
Helen
When everything is wrong
This will be my poem
This will be the burning voice
A ghost, giving me no choice

This will be my poem
This is how I will hold on
This will be my forever after
All the tears inside the laughter

This is how I will hold on
This poem will make me strong
Even though my heart is stone
This is what I call home

This poem will make me strong
No matter how long I hold on
I will stand here as long as it takes
Willing my soul whole even as it breaks

No matter how long I hold on
Time is useless when it's gone
My soul will be shattered
but pieces may be gathered

Time is useless when it's gone
but it echoes in my song
This will be my poem
I'll forever call it Home
Sleeping beauty suddenly wakes from her slumber
Spread curly tresses with stretching body in trance
With armor of love allow my love, beauty to conquer
Let be your ***** friend to take chance after chance

Intoxicated half open eyes with body curves in line
I feel taste and flavor of your youth on tip of tongue
My sweetheart, my beloved you are but just mine
Among the most beautiful you are sweet and young

Let me kiss you on your cheeks to feel real pleasure
Let me take from your grapes the wonderful wine
My sweetheart your charm and graces are treasure
I am your my beloved your alluring beauty is mine

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow
Such a remarkable day
Throw a stone into a pond
and watch it slip away
Put a finger on the sun then
highlight the world
Take in a performance of
backyard , native birds
Read a poem 'neath the firs
Yellow bells , daffodils , nature stills
The swell of cascading streams ,
misty dales , the lambs of Spring , the nightingales ,
the whippoorwills , buck dwellings , new growth
stands , broomsage pastured farm lands
Tis a remarkable day
Catch a sailing leaf
Let it carry you away* ...
Copyright March 4 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
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