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 Jun 2013 DieingEmbers
Chuck
Remember me when I'm gone as a friend
Not as a brother, father, or lover
If my epitaph reads friend, in the end
I'll be proud of time spent, when I ascend
 Jun 2013 DieingEmbers
Chuck
In my day the only thing that started with I that was used for finding information and checking out women was EYE. No pad pod phone gizmo. I used my own eyes and actually left my house!!
 Jun 2013 DieingEmbers
Chuck
It's too hot to think
And there ain't enough to drink,
It's too hot to think
And there ain't enough to drink!
I don't know what to do
Cause I can't get over you.
I got those summertime blues
And they worse without you.
I got I got I got the bluuuuues

Yea, I got sweat runnin down my back
There ain't nothin, nothin like that
Yea, got sweat in my shoes
There ain't nothin left to do
Got those summertime blues
Cause there's no more sweatin with you
Yea, I like the way you sweat, baby
Better than the whiskey I can get
Yea, I liked the way we sweat, baby
From the hot day that we met
Now there ain't no more sweatin oooo...
Cause there aint no more of you

I got those summer summertime blues
You gave me the summertime blues
Can't get rid of the summer time blue
There just ain't enough cold *****
Got the summertime bluuuuse

Who you sweatin with now baby?
Who you sweatin with now baby?
Whose coolin in yo love?
I got no more you baby
You took away my drug!

Please come back lady!
Take away my blues
Come on back now baby!
I'm runnin out of *****.
It's too hot for fightin
That's not the sweatin I wanna do!

I got the summer summertime blues
Got the blue blue bluuuuse
The summertime blues baby
Got the hot hot blues baby
The summertime blues
The slang and the ***** talk is just my inner blues poet, not met to be offensive, and I'm not a raging alcoholic. I didn't even loose my baby. This is just a fun type of poem. I love the blues!
 Jun 2013 DieingEmbers
Marian
The sun was setting
While I was watching the pond
The cattails danced in the breeze
The call of crickets sounded through the air
Mingling with that of tree toads
Oh the joy of these Summer evenings
I was staring at the mossy floor
Of the pond
Tiny little fishes swam back and forth
Birds twittered
And swallows were flying home
To their nests
Tranquility is all around
Mingling in the coolness
Of the flowing pond
Beauty abounds in the silence
Of the pristine evening

*~Marian~
 Jun 2013 DieingEmbers
st64
pardon
thoroughly potent thoughts
piercing
mindset

even though

really
















m.i.l.e.s.s.s.s.s.s.s.s.s








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away...






S T, 27 June 2013
...from here.

Just an odd twist, from somewhere far away...inspiring so much :)
Love.





sub-entry: 'turquoise dragon'

1. 
                                                    :: far-out incredulity ::
soft toy caught
in
wheels of red car



2.
                                                 :: deep shock ::
turquoise dragon
lies
in parts



3.
                                                  :: convincing denial ::
bearer of truth
in
harsh light



4.
                                                  :: piercing screams ::
see loved one
on
a cryptic, metal table




5.
                                                  :: that utter silence ::
after forty steps
it
will begin
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