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 Jan 2013 Jorden Ziebell
Samuel
Hills giving their way to
water-made soft room for
sails all caught up in fierce
wind from an old house where
we found one still-sleeping
wish walking quietly
blown down the rivers that
pumped through our
bodies now set free to
wander afloat upon
miles of
converging
unsuppressed
joy
Please comment and let me know your thoughts.
it is always----------- sweetly done

the crime is always portrayed as "exciting"
(even----fit for t. v.)

****** is especially "fun"
when done at a distance
by politicians
couching their corporate contrivances
with words of the now defunct "democracy!"

and we??

we----total cowards!

we---total slaves!

sit by and then
go into the kitchen
and get some more to eat!

we

awaiting nothing

but
boring
death

spiritual death!

the death we call

american christianity!
Green eyes
Brown hair
It’s your smile
That makes me
Care

Or not even
When you’re here
It’s every season
I’m hot cold and
Always perfect with
Your kisses wherever
They land

Onto me I hope
But I can’t tell
A hit from a
Miss my eyes are
Too busy licking your
Figure over and over

Maybe I looked
Too much
Maybe I didn’t
Say enough
Either way you
Are gone

And its tough
I don't mind
spending my evenings
and weekends
deciphering scrawl
and providing
inspiring words
to build your confidence
but
sometimes I wonder
if my own scratchings
can be understood
 Jan 2013 Jorden Ziebell
Ugo
I cradle her in my arms,
Rocking her gently back and forth-
Her tiny hand griping my finger,
Wrapping it around like a pole-

Innocence is the name of such sight,
Heaven on earth is the proper name
For such a beautiful wonder and gift.
But the world is too vile, so it won’t remain the same;

The greatest murderers and villains
Once held this innocence and heaven
In the depths of their soul at birth,
But reality is the only air we know to breathe

Which hardly brings any comfort
But all man for himself
And all lives in chaos without a proper cause,
midst this filth, heaven disappears from earth.

So I cherish this moment and sight
for I am blessed to witness a glimpse
of heaven on this earth before it vanishes
by the air of reality we all are forced to breathe.
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See me? See me wander? See me wander into my world?
No, dont see me. Dont see me wander. Dont see me wander into mt world
I dont want you there, or here, or anywhere near my world
You have brought nothing but unhappiness and gloomy skies
You have made my world your and destroyed it completely
But thats my fault. I let myself say "welcome"
I gave you the opportunity to enter my world. I said "yes"
I let my heart melt into your hands, I let my mind connect with yours
I let my body become one with you. I let my soul free
Now here i sit in a corner to wander off. Wandering off to nothing
Wandering off to the nothingness of who i am
The nothingness of who i was. Of who i am Of who i will become
All because you saw me wander. Wander off into my world
Into the mind of a wanderer
All I really need to find
Is someone wonderful and kind
Someone who won't lie or run
Someone to kiss till our lips are numb

Someone to sit and hold my hand
Someone to always understand
Someone to love me as I am
Silly and playful and grungy-glam

But life is a party I feel I've crashed
And my life just recently's been trashed
And this dance is one I've danced before
So I think I'll sit it out once more.
Broken

Bones Break
Life Shattered
Letting go of all that mattered

Hope Dies
No longer feel
Is this all truly real?

Ice Cold
Breathing Fast
Trying not to remember the past

Head Pounds
Blood Flows
As the world around me slows
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