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On a bunch of poems 2~3 years old.   Very different style.   Hohoho Merry Chanukah to me,   Most very long, will fire at will;  long so not suitable for the 10W crowd....sigh. Oh yeah, one more thing, I wrote them on my cell phone, usually in the bathtub, yes, I went thru a lot of  corporate phones...
 Aug 2013 Quentin Briscoe
John
Just out to soak it in
Waves crash under the moon
Waiting for it to begin
As I reach out, my palm's sweat
You do to me what they've talked about
Since the first person said "I want you"
I just want to take you out
I just want you to feel it too
I just want you to feel it too

Electricity bouncing off of frayed wires
Dancing in the air and dissipating
My head hurts but I'm a liar
Everything's just been dark and fading
I know this feeling won't last long
But I'm just so ******* tired of waiting
And it's only been a little while
 Aug 2013 Quentin Briscoe
John
Awaking
To the thought of your face
Sleeping
With your heart in my heart's place
Dreaming
Of your hand in mine
Wishing
That you just had the time

You tell me that you're happy
And you're not willing to compromise
You made it clear that you're good
And I've made a point to tell you I wish you were mine
I wish we were "us" and I hope that we will
One day walk into the light and let it all fill
The spaces in my chest where love used to dwell
You are a dream
I could have for a thousand sleeps,
A wonderful dream
in a moonlit night of loneliness,
Of winding roads
where our hearts may never be lost,
Of silhoutted horizon
where our love is unnoticed by most,
Of soaring mountains
where there are no impediments,
Of azure skies
where broken vows are ours to mend,
Of shallow rivers
where our memories may never sink,
Of hourless forest
where a never ending story do exist;
Yet you are only a dream
I could have for a thousand sleeps
A wonderful dream
in a moonlit night of loneliness.
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Things that make us better.
Rule #1: Wait for nothing.
Love the earth
and
Love your blood.
Be Fearless.
Be your own Beautiful.
Be Good or Bad
because what is great for you,
is great for us.
My advice: Be a Black Sheep
and Embrace things you don't know.
Every New Life begins with a confident smile.
You are more than a pretty face.
The young are at risk,
protect yourself.
Every day Matters.
Call your talent 'mine.'
Only the brave can
hold the world.
I have a hard copy of this poem that I made from cutting words out of magazines but I really like the way it turned out so I figured I'd copy it on here as well
 Aug 2013 Quentin Briscoe
echo
"I don't know, something amazing, I guess..."
Some Walt Disney truth (from The Incredibles)
Let's drink
Libations

Whiskey and Gin
Expectations

And everything that flows forth
When the drinks spill, pour

She looked
This way

I tried, my best,
to play

The game

Let's flirt
Play in the dirt
We can be nature
Let's be mature
And do what mommy and daddy do on vacation
it took me a while to realize that the room was empty
  that my only audience was the voice inside my head
and in that horrible moment of clarity
I went into the corner and bashed my head, against the padded wall
hoping to drown out the non existent applause
  it didn't help at all
  fighting a useless, pointless battle
  so I surrendered to the beauty that is complete insanity
and joined the elegant dance that is madness
 Aug 2013 Quentin Briscoe
AJ
Noooo
 Aug 2013 Quentin Briscoe
AJ
Make it stop.
I wanna sleep.
 Aug 2013 Quentin Briscoe
echo
...
Waiting here for your arrival
Ambling down the sunlit aisle
Still wearing your morning smile
Balancing your coffee and guitar

Waiting here in blind denial
Longer than a lonely mile
Somehow hopeful all the while
Knowing you would never come
...
Today.. Actually.
Good mourning to you too
-.-

20.08.2013
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