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DieingEmbers May 2013
My dog told me
in his sleep
  he invented the telephone
and walked on the moon ...

I just nodded
and walked away

cause
it's better

to let
sleeping dogs lie.


:p
After reading RR Richardsons poems about his dog Daisy
DieingEmbers May 2013
There's a poet here you may have missed
go check her out I must insist
encourage her as you all did me
and welcome her into our family.


:)
I just feel that as a family we should welcome newcomers with open arms.
DieingEmbers May 2013
Come for me at midnight
when the breeze whispers my name
and feel my hands upon you
in the warmth of candle flame
******* lips in raindrops
as they play upon your skin
sweat trailing down your body
touching places where I've bin
let the night caress you
as you give your body or'
to the pleasure of each mem'ry
of those nights we shared before
DieingEmbers May 2013
They can lay me out
and
plant me deep

fooling themselves
I'm
just asleep

then laugh and smile
instead
of
weep

but ...

I will
still

be dead.
DieingEmbers May 2013
Beneath my bed I placed some bread
and on it spread some jam
added some cheese and mushy peas
salami eggs and ham
a blob of sauce mustard of course
and relish three days old
some chips and dips and cherry lips
and baked beans full of mold
there's water cress and what a mess
of earwax and a scab
my used band aid from second grade
and frogspawn from the lab
I topped it off with lager froth
and nose hairs from the sink
and if you thought the food was bad
don't ask what's in his drink.
Kids poetry time again sweet dreams x
DieingEmbers May 2013
If er' a Soul was born to sing
to dance and laugh and play
to wish within a faery ring
and party with the Fae

If er' a Soul was born to write
her thoughts upon the breeze
and leave her kiss upon the night
with gentle graceful ease

If er' a Soul was born to be
a cherished welcome friend
that stays with us when shadows flee
and hearts are helped to mend

Then Soul is the one indeed
that lives loves laughs and breaths
and I am sure you've all agreed
it's lonely when she leaves.
For my friend soul For all the kindness and friendship offered myself and so many others.
DieingEmbers May 2013
I love licking *******

But hate tasting
those

hairy *****.
There's a woman on YouTube obsessed with licking her cat and eating hair
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