#loveit - Hello Poetry

As the morning dew turns to frost, Once again, we are blessed by beauty. But at a cost. For humans, the cold isn't much fun. But ask a husky, they'll say they love it. Because it gives them the energy to play and run. Eventually, we love it too. It brings the promise of family, food, and something new.

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Oct 17, 2020

Oct 17, 2020 at 8:26 PM UTC

zackripley

Cold

As the morning dew turns to frost, Once again, we are blessed by beauty. But at a cost. For humans, the cold isn't much fun. But ask a husky, they'll say they love it. Because it gives them the energy to play and run. Eventually, we love it too. It brings the promise of family, food, and something new.

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An unstoppable force, An unspeakable thought, An inexpressible emotion, An indescribable comfort, An unimaginable sensation, An ineffable desire. Too much control and too much power. Loathe it or Love it, cannot pick one. Give the control or fight for it, cannot pick one either.

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Jan 22, 2019

Jan 22, 2019 at 10:10 AM UTC

rachiel

Cannot pick one!!!

An unstoppable force, An unspeakable thought, An inexpressible emotion, An indescribable comfort, An unimaginable sensation, An ineffable desire. Too much control and too much power. Loathe it or Love it, cannot pick one. Give the control or fight for it, cannot pick one either.

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My hood was my graveyard... They'll not remember me, as bones feed roses...

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Sep 22, 2018

Sep 22, 2018 at 5:48 PM UTC

poetic-t

Bones Feed Roses 13w

My hood was my graveyard... They'll not remember me, as bones feed roses...

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Ms. Gilley vs. Mr. Frame By Darrean Thompson 10/19/16 One day at school we heard a crazy unexpected announcement by Ms.Gilley. Everybody gasped as they heard her say “the teachers want us to wear uniforms at school from now on. Boys will be wearing blue suits with red ties. The girls will also have the same colors but can choose between a skirt or pants. We will give you each three outfits every year.” Soon as Ms. Gilley put the microphone down, Mr.Frame came on the announcements yelling “there will be no uniforms.” We all yelled “hooray” while plugging our ears. We could hear them arguing, Mr. Frame must have dropped the microphone and not turned it off. They were very loud and we wondered who would win. The kids were split on this, half wanted Ms. Gilley to win. The other half wanted Mr. Frame. The kids started a riot, they were throwing desks and shooting pencils everywhere. The teachers were running door to door asking the kids to stop. The kids did not stop. The teachers went into the Teachers’ Lounge to hide from the kids. I, Darrean Thompson, decided to try to fix this. I followed the teachers looking for Mr. Frame and Ms. Gilley. I found them having a paper ball war from their offices. I yelled “Stop with this war. This is idiotic. Why can’t we just wear the uniforms if we want?” Mr. Frame and Ms. Gilley gave each other a look and said “hmmm...it just might work.” Ms. Gilley picked up the microphone, which was still on, and said “Kids we need to stop. Thanks to Darrean Thompson’s great idea, we have decided that you can choose to wear the uniforms or not.” The whole school started to cheer and I saved the day! jack lile copper goldy shine star By Darrean Thompson There are 4 dogs jack,lile, copper and goldy and their friends who are cats star and shin. hay jack lets go to the barn said copper. ok, I am coming . goldy should we follow them said lile I guess so said goldy .they went to the barn and they see star and shin on a cow then they came down to play they played with the sheep and the Chicken. then the farmer came in and pick up star and shin then we followed him to the house for food.2 hours later Shin is asleep, lile, jack also asleep .copper and goldy went and played in the field and they saw a wolf it got goldy !!!!!!!! noooooooooooo! copper went to shin star lile jack. jack asked what happened. well me and goldy went to play in the field and there was a wolf it got goldyJack lile copper star shin r on their way to get goldy.they found a trail and they went on the trail.Then in has be to hours later they see a cave and they go in the cave and they saw the wolf and goldy the wolf went back to awer house . we r have way there and it's night we go to sleep and wake up at the house . i guess it was a dream we all said. Then the wolf was at the trail and then jack blinked and it was gon lock One day a man name Arthur his friend max. They went in the wood it was dark they went to find the dog . Then they fell in a bomb shelter. Then the door shut they find the dog they find a switch for the lite .They wear trap the good side is they have food. Day2 they got 1 can to eat they found cards but they had no signal on their phones we played so we played cards Day3 we got bord so we tried to get out we can't it opins on the outside then we ate a can Day4 it is max's b day we can't celebrate it Day?? We had 6 cans in these days we have 95 cans left Day23 We think we find a plugin we carg our phones we have games but they get boring Day 24 we get out from lile and we were glad lori Where was a bubble and it had a house in it and there was a cat cloud their pusht it . lori walks in the bubble and she is imagining her violin at a quiet place it has be sometime now she said . I need to get out, then she is in the forest and she sees a girl on a swig she goes to see her face and she sees her face and it was her and then she wakes up in her house. And then she asked her parents to ask if there is a bubble house. The End

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May 17, 2018

May 17, 2018 at 8:20 AM UTC

dar

short story

Ms. Gilley vs. Mr. Frame By Darrean Thompson 10/19/16 One day at school we heard a crazy unexpected announcement by Ms.Gilley. Everybody gasped as they heard her say “the teachers want us to wear uniforms at school from now on. Boys will be wearing blue suits with red ties. The girls will also have the same colors but can choose between a skirt or pants. We will give you each three outfits every year.” Soon as Ms. Gilley put the microphone down, Mr.Frame came on the announcements yelling “there will be no uniforms.” We all yelled “hooray” while plugging our ears. We could hear them arguing, Mr. Frame must have dropped the microphone and not turned it off. They were very loud and we wondered who would win. The kids were split on this, half wanted Ms. Gilley to win. The other half wanted Mr. Frame. The kids started a riot, they were throwing desks and shooting pencils everywhere. The teachers were running door to door asking the kids to stop. The kids did not stop. The teachers went into the Teachers’ Lounge to hide from the kids. I, Darrean Thompson, decided to try to fix this. I followed the teachers looking for Mr. Frame and Ms. Gilley. I found them having a paper ball war from their offices. I yelled “Stop with this war. This is idiotic. Why can’t we just wear the uniforms if we want?” Mr. Frame and Ms. Gilley gave each other a look and said “hmmm...it just might work.” Ms. Gilley picked up the microphone, which was still on, and said “Kids we need to stop. Thanks to Darrean Thompson’s great idea, we have decided that you can choose to wear the uniforms or not.” The whole school started to cheer and I saved the day! jack lile copper goldy shine star By Darrean Thompson There are 4 dogs jack,lile, copper and goldy and their friends who are cats star and shin. hay jack lets go to the barn said copper. ok, I am coming . goldy should we follow them said lile I guess so said goldy .they went to the barn and they see star and shin on a cow then they came down to play they played with the sheep and the Chicken. then the farmer came in and pick up star and shin then we followed him to the house for food.2 hours later Shin is asleep, lile, jack also asleep .copper and goldy went and played in the field and they saw a wolf it got goldy !!!!!!!! noooooooooooo! copper went to shin star lile jack. jack asked what happened. well me and goldy went to play in the field and there was a wolf it got goldyJack lile copper star shin r on their way to get goldy.they found a trail and they went on the trail.Then in has be to hours later they see a cave and they go in the cave and they saw the wolf and goldy the wolf went back to awer house . we r have way there and it's night we go to sleep and wake up at the house . i guess it was a dream we all said. Then the wolf was at the trail and then jack blinked and it was gon lock One day a man name Arthur his friend max. They went in the wood it was dark they went to find the dog . Then they fell in a bomb shelter. Then the door shut they find the dog they find a switch for the lite .They wear trap the good side is they have food. Day2 they got 1 can to eat they found cards but they had no signal on their phones we played so we played cards Day3 we got bord so we tried to get out we can't it opins on the outside then we ate a can Day4 it is max's b day we can't celebrate it Day?? We had 6 cans in these days we have 95 cans left Day23 We think we find a plugin we carg our phones we have games but they get boring Day 24 we get out from lile and we were glad lori Where was a bubble and it had a house in it and there was a cat cloud their pusht it . lori walks in the bubble and she is imagining her violin at a quiet place it has be sometime now she said . I need to get out, then she is in the forest and she sees a girl on a swig she goes to see her face and she sees her face and it was her and then she wakes up in her house. And then she asked her parents to ask if there is a bubble house. The End

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The house is quiet, only my whisper is heard... oh, I guess I'm such a nerd, are you hanging on my every word? OK good, come on, let's go, Shadows drifting, so discreet, fowl breath, a cut out sheet, hard to move these trembling feet a waiting guest, for me to greet? not a trick, I hope a treat!?! Perhaps the reaper comes this way he knows of this, a game I play? waking Crowley, where he lay, I grab ahold the banister, and step around the stair valute, the air grows dark and thick again, as everything is put in mute, until a bell, I pause to think, perhaps a playing flute? Prolly not & that's real cute, or maybe inquiries of candied loot? True that, I wait to hear again, a ding, the joy of laughter it will bring, the songs again my heart will sing, I grip the rail, I'm petrified a ghostly ghoul, me, has spied I move away, from where I hide, Shhhhhh be quiet, My legs are heavy, I slowly stepped, you escorted, up I crept tears I wish, that I had wept, I move my hand, away are swept, no way for me to leave, get out, they'd never hear me scream & shout trudging on with wary doubt, I bite my lip, I moan & pout, in every step, as I grow brave, climbing up, a darkened grave, with every step, my soul to save, Very dramatic poet, emmmm thanks, read on, I reach the top in my suspense, ahead I say, in my defense, sorry if you're feeling tense, It's alright, I open up the door ahead, filling me & you with dread, dragging knuckles, telluric bed, I look, in horror, shrilling, ....shrieking a glowing face, chilling, peeking, must be the one, that I, ... am seeking! I chuckle at the sounds of creaking, bones & boards beneath my feet they tell, so sneaking up? say you lived in hell? so I give up hey, where's the bell? Oh hear it is, that's just swell, I know right? Thanks for finding it though, Look out!?! Jumping out, you give a start, I feel it pump inside my heart, looks as if I need black art, Yikes!!! Your not afraid? you silly girl, let me give another whirl a bony hand, sweeps & swirls tattered sheets they creep & twirl You do your best to discourage guests I'm prepared for any scary test Yes I'm different from the rest, & by the way, you mustn't know that I am blessed I'm not leaving, you may have guessed Some pumpkins happy some are scary the children here, they shan't be wary I am not, no I am nary this may be a fateful twist but by the gods I have been kissed sorry but your aim, it missed I know that I look a witch as I move my nose & give a twitch but my dear, I pulled a switch I raise my hands, I curse your words as spirits cry, my voice, is heard I bind you here, your soul I gird, I cast a spell, hogtie your feet take a bite, it's really sweet yes my dear please have a treat do you mind, if I have a seat? I call my spoon, my kettle stirring, as he speaks, the words are spurring, I laugh aloud, as kitty's purring, supernatural events, occurring, as caldrons bubble, broomsticks fly, & Frankenstein went walking by, his Mummy gives a wistful sigh, Your look of shock, a priceless one, like someone just removed the sun, I dare not say, a silly pun? No it's very good, Oh hey thanks friend, As breaking glass of aged pane's & your attempts to stop me, all in vain, In rattlin' of my heavy chains relieving bones, from what they weigh as my skeleton comes out to play protecting children as you prey, wave a wand, a hand & down I slay, Too much? No, go on... The werewolf howling at the moon growling baying, softly croons, a clown I think might be a goon, the wicked hour coming soon, cackling witches laugh & snicker spirits run & candles flicker demons plot, giggle... ... snicker, rubbing hands, they fight & bicker, Hehehe... I must admit their kinda spooky Some are cute and kinda kooky, To me look like a bunch of groupies, Ha ha, good one poet! Oh, well thanks! I give my stick another flick, I guess I gotta few more tricks!? as fires dance in flaming licks, Ewwww, I like it... Halloween no time for fools, the banshee comes with gaurding ghoul, we're taking him to scaring school Oh very cool, yeah I made some room, You can ride with banshee there, the one with all the crazy hair, you'll be alright just don't stare, It's not as if I just don't care, Huh!?! Great, The unwanted speaks, Well my dear, I'd say we're even but temporary guess I'm leavin' and your magic I might believin pretty good, you think you won congrats again, it's been real fun a spell like yours can be undone Hmmmm, Oh I see, you think my best? wait a sec, I'll get undressed something here I must confess Most these monsters are my friends on whom my back I can depend do your thing, with time you spend That's okay, you go ahead I don't wanna end up dead and now I see, an empty bed & your face is just filled with dread boy you're really turning red must be all the ink I bled Careful now, is this just a story? filled with rhymes, & kinda gory, finding out is mandatory, Now I jump out, - I just say BOO I guess, you see- the tricks on you! Happy Halloween! Great ending, Awww thanks for the love, yeah sure do love this time of year, lotsa fun, this one, Enjoy a candy, & thanks for coming! Cherie Nolan © 2016

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Oct 17, 2016

Oct 17, 2016 at 9:16 AM UTC

Moi-Cherie

"A Halloween Story.. Of Sorts"

The house is quiet, only my whisper is heard... oh, I guess I'm such a nerd, are you hanging on my every word? OK good, come on, let's go, Shadows drifting, so discreet, fowl breath, a cut out sheet, hard to move these trembling feet a waiting guest, for me to greet? not a trick, I hope a treat!?! Perhaps the reaper comes this way he knows of this, a game I play? waking Crowley, where he lay, I grab ahold the banister, and step around the stair valute, the air grows dark and thick again, as everything is put in mute, until a bell, I pause to think, perhaps a playing flute? Prolly not & that's real cute, or maybe inquiries of candied loot? True that, I wait to hear again, a ding, the joy of laughter it will bring, the songs again my heart will sing, I grip the rail, I'm petrified a ghostly ghoul, me, has spied I move away, from where I hide, Shhhhhh be quiet, My legs are heavy, I slowly stepped, you escorted, up I crept tears I wish, that I had wept, I move my hand, away are swept, no way for me to leave, get out, they'd never hear me scream & shout trudging on with wary doubt, I bite my lip, I moan & pout, in every step, as I grow brave, climbing up, a darkened grave, with every step, my soul to save, Very dramatic poet, emmmm thanks, read on, I reach the top in my suspense, ahead I say, in my defense, sorry if you're feeling tense, It's alright, I open up the door ahead, filling me & you with dread, dragging knuckles, telluric bed, I look, in horror, shrilling, ....shrieking a glowing face, chilling, peeking, must be the one, that I, ... am seeking! I chuckle at the sounds of creaking, bones & boards beneath my feet they tell, so sneaking up? say you lived in hell? so I give up hey, where's the bell? Oh hear it is, that's just swell, I know right? Thanks for finding it though, Look out!?! Jumping out, you give a start, I feel it pump inside my heart, looks as if I need black art, Yikes!!! Your not afraid? you silly girl, let me give another whirl a bony hand, sweeps & swirls tattered sheets they creep & twirl You do your best to discourage guests I'm prepared for any scary test Yes I'm different from the rest, & by the way, you mustn't know that I am blessed I'm not leaving, you may have guessed Some pumpkins happy some are scary the children here, they shan't be wary I am not, no I am nary this may be a fateful twist but by the gods I have been kissed sorry but your aim, it missed I know that I look a witch as I move my nose & give a twitch but my dear, I pulled a switch I raise my hands, I curse your words as spirits cry, my voice, is heard I bind you here, your soul I gird, I cast a spell, hogtie your feet take a bite, it's really sweet yes my dear please have a treat do you mind, if I have a seat? I call my spoon, my kettle stirring, as he speaks, the words are spurring, I laugh aloud, as kitty's purring, supernatural events, occurring, as caldrons bubble, broomsticks fly, & Frankenstein went walking by, his Mummy gives a wistful sigh, Your look of shock, a priceless one, like someone just removed the sun, I dare not say, a silly pun? No it's very good, Oh hey thanks friend, As breaking glass of aged pane's & your attempts to stop me, all in vain, In rattlin' of my heavy chains relieving bones, from what they weigh as my skeleton comes out to play protecting children as you prey, wave a wand, a hand & down I slay, Too much? No, go on... The werewolf howling at the moon growling baying, softly croons, a clown I think might be a goon, the wicked hour coming soon, cackling witches laugh & snicker spirits run & candles flicker demons plot, giggle... ... snicker, rubbing hands, they fight & bicker, Hehehe... I must admit their kinda spooky Some are cute and kinda kooky, To me look like a bunch of groupies, Ha ha, good one poet! Oh, well thanks! I give my stick another flick, I guess I gotta few more tricks!? as fires dance in flaming licks, Ewwww, I like it... Halloween no time for fools, the banshee comes with gaurding ghoul, we're taking him to scaring school Oh very cool, yeah I made some room, You can ride with banshee there, the one with all the crazy hair, you'll be alright just don't stare, It's not as if I just don't care, Huh!?! Great, The unwanted speaks, Well my dear, I'd say we're even but temporary guess I'm leavin' and your magic I might believin pretty good, you think you won congrats again, it's been real fun a spell like yours can be undone Hmmmm, Oh I see, you think my best? wait a sec, I'll get undressed something here I must confess Most these monsters are my friends on whom my back I can depend do your thing, with time you spend That's okay, you go ahead I don't wanna end up dead and now I see, an empty bed & your face is just filled with dread boy you're really turning red must be all the ink I bled Careful now, is this just a story? filled with rhymes, & kinda gory, finding out is mandatory, Now I jump out, - I just say BOO I guess, you see- the tricks on you! Happy Halloween! Great ending, Awww thanks for the love, yeah sure do love this time of year, lotsa fun, this one, Enjoy a candy, & thanks for coming! Cherie Nolan © 2016

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You break it, you crush it, you throw it, you smash it make it how you want it, but you love it, it's my heart, just you love it it's sad, it's mad I know it's fad, but not so bad, it's a heart of a lad, Can't just let it gad! I'll pick it, I'll brush it, I'll hold it, I'll truss it make it how you want it, but you love it, it's my heart, you just love it!

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May 24, 2016

May 24, 2016 at 4:42 AM UTC

bajrang-kumar

Just love it

You break it, you crush it, you throw it, you smash it make it how you want it, but you love it, it's my heart, just you love it it's sad, it's mad I know it's fad, but not so bad, it's a heart of a lad, Can't just let it gad! I'll pick it, I'll brush it, I'll hold it, I'll truss it make it how you want it, but you love it, it's my heart, you just love it!

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To the girl denying her heart, I can hear you dying. I can hear the terror inside your bones. When you cry because he isn't calling. Because you know inside yourself, he is not going to love you like you deserve, but you'll give yourself to him regardless. To the girl who didn't wait, but desires to things the right way this time. I am you. I feel your heart. I hear your insecurities and your hesitations. I hear your trepidation, "Could I really be deserving of a love like that?" And the answer is yes. My dear, you deserve God's best. And you can have it when you tell the Lord, "Yes!" to all His plans. To the girl reading this with half of a heart. I know you too, I once sat where you are. I was once dead, and you might not be yet. But the more you deny yourself and conform to what they tell you to be, the more you will have to regret.

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Aug 17, 2015

Aug 17, 2015 at 11:57 PM UTC

jennifer-weiss

I Don't Know Where This Came From

To the girl denying her heart, I can hear you dying. I can hear the terror inside your bones. When you cry because he isn't calling. Because you know inside yourself, he is not going to love you like you deserve, but you'll give yourself to him regardless. To the girl who didn't wait, but desires to things the right way this time. I am you. I feel your heart. I hear your insecurities and your hesitations. I hear your trepidation, "Could I really be deserving of a love like that?" And the answer is yes. My dear, you deserve God's best. And you can have it when you tell the Lord, "Yes!" to all His plans. To the girl reading this with half of a heart. I know you too, I once sat where you are. I was once dead, and you might not be yet. But the more you deny yourself and conform to what they tell you to be, the more you will have to regret.

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Supposedly too much television will rot your brain away BUT... you can 't believe what everyone may say KERMIT told us it ain't easy being green TAYLOR SWIFT taught us people can be trouble & really mean SEBASTIAN the CRAB told us it is better down where it is wetter CINDERELLA taught us that eventually things will get better SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS told us over & over he's READY! he's READY! THE TORTOISE taught us that being quick may not always work KAYNE WEST taught us people are rude, interrupting, annoying & huge jerks MR KRABS taught us some people are money hungry & greedy LINDSAY LOHAN taught us some people are attention needy DORA THE EXPLORER taught us to live our life as an adventure & go explore SWIPER taught us to always go for more SQUIDWARD taught us not everyone has happiness to share PATRICK STAR taught us that some people's heads are filled with air PLANKTON taught us that you can never give up on reaching your goal ALICE's curiosity taught us don't chase white rabbits with pocket watches down their hole PETER PAN taught us to live carefree & have no worries at all HORTON taught us that a person is a person no matter how small THE LORAX taught us to take care of our trees SNOW WHITE taught us that there maybe more than what the eye sees TOMMY PICKLES taught us sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do THE GRINCH taught us that deep down inside, the cruel have hearts too NEMO'S DAD MARLIN taught us you can't protect people from all & or any danger BARNEY taught us not to talk to a stranger TIMONE & PUMBA taught us "HAKUNA MATATA" LILO & STITCH taught us no one gets left behind or forgotten, that is "OHANA" SOUTH PARK taught us not to give a **** & some friends can be a huge ****** BAG JUSTIN BIEBER taught us what isn't "SWAG" STEWIE taught us that even if you're talking not everyone is listening NELLY taught us that not everywhere has air conditioning "HOT IN HERRE" DOROTHY taught us is you want to go home just click your heels three times & repeat "THERE IS NO PLACE LIKE HOME" SOUTH PARK'S TWEAK taught us that your underwear get stolen by the underwear gnomes So much we've unknowingly managed to obtain secretly stored in our brain celebrities, songs, shows & even cartoons have taught us a lot & that's what life lessons are all about little hidden lessons & messages everywhere & completely unaware you pass it on & share

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Aug 17, 2015

Aug 17, 2015 at 4:00 AM UTC

becky-littmann

Consciously Unaware, Taught Subconsciously..

Supposedly too much television will rot your brain away BUT... you can 't believe what everyone may say KERMIT told us it ain't easy being green TAYLOR SWIFT taught us people can be trouble & really mean SEBASTIAN the CRAB told us it is better down where it is wetter CINDERELLA taught us that eventually things will get better SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS told us over & over he's READY! he's READY! THE TORTOISE taught us that being quick may not always work KAYNE WEST taught us people are rude, interrupting, annoying & huge jerks MR KRABS taught us some people are money hungry & greedy LINDSAY LOHAN taught us some people are attention needy DORA THE EXPLORER taught us to live our life as an adventure & go explore SWIPER taught us to always go for more SQUIDWARD taught us not everyone has happiness to share PATRICK STAR taught us that some people's heads are filled with air PLANKTON taught us that you can never give up on reaching your goal ALICE's curiosity taught us don't chase white rabbits with pocket watches down their hole PETER PAN taught us to live carefree & have no worries at all HORTON taught us that a person is a person no matter how small THE LORAX taught us to take care of our trees SNOW WHITE taught us that there maybe more than what the eye sees TOMMY PICKLES taught us sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do THE GRINCH taught us that deep down inside, the cruel have hearts too NEMO'S DAD MARLIN taught us you can't protect people from all & or any danger BARNEY taught us not to talk to a stranger TIMONE & PUMBA taught us "HAKUNA MATATA" LILO & STITCH taught us no one gets left behind or forgotten, that is "OHANA" SOUTH PARK taught us not to give a **** & some friends can be a huge ****** BAG JUSTIN BIEBER taught us what isn't "SWAG" STEWIE taught us that even if you're talking not everyone is listening NELLY taught us that not everywhere has air conditioning "HOT IN HERRE" DOROTHY taught us is you want to go home just click your heels three times & repeat "THERE IS NO PLACE LIKE HOME" SOUTH PARK'S TWEAK taught us that your underwear get stolen by the underwear gnomes So much we've unknowingly managed to obtain secretly stored in our brain celebrities, songs, shows & even cartoons have taught us a lot & that's what life lessons are all about little hidden lessons & messages everywhere & completely unaware you pass it on & share

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Throat Eyes I have to trust myself. Myself myself only I have turned off the heat I will think of my life only The heat has evaporated I stand at the foot of the ship In the darkness And leave the harbor Tomorrow will be a bright day And I will think of my life only I have revised my magical wishes For my life only. I will now keep the balance For my life only I feel so much better Holy.

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Apr 17, 2015

Apr 17, 2015 at 3:39 PM UTC

madalena

Trust

Throat Eyes I have to trust myself. Myself myself only I have turned off the heat I will think of my life only The heat has evaporated I stand at the foot of the ship In the darkness And leave the harbor Tomorrow will be a bright day And I will think of my life only I have revised my magical wishes For my life only. I will now keep the balance For my life only I feel so much better Holy.

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How about distribution, Another ******* poem To and About "love," and aspirational *** Lip metaphor: A thick paperback flipped through both covers in a momentary fluttering; I love that sharp sound. Can we break the law a little? The one that we made without words, and no acknowledgement was needed. -So we'll only break a few, The one that keeps our lips apart; our individual pages each being read one sentence at a time, maybe passed around the party to obtain a variety of opinion for the same smooth structures. So needy for an affirmation, you, all of you, all of us. All of Our ******* lovepoems and lovers. Misery a lot- Don't pretend you arent enjoying it, you masochists, writers. About *** Take them off, just take them all off-leave no room to guess, I will not dare aspire toward my fiction. Or else leave them on, and sit here, and lay here, lie here, sleep here, wake here, leave here unviolated by my hands-but keep yourself dressed.

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Oct 14, 2014

Oct 14, 2014 at 12:34 AM UTC

abadpenname

A Love Poem,Sarcastic.

How about distribution, Another ******* poem To and About "love," and aspirational *** Lip metaphor: A thick paperback flipped through both covers in a momentary fluttering; I love that sharp sound. Can we break the law a little? The one that we made without words, and no acknowledgement was needed. -So we'll only break a few, The one that keeps our lips apart; our individual pages each being read one sentence at a time, maybe passed around the party to obtain a variety of opinion for the same smooth structures. So needy for an affirmation, you, all of you, all of us. All of Our ******* lovepoems and lovers. Misery a lot- Don't pretend you arent enjoying it, you masochists, writers. About *** Take them off, just take them all off-leave no room to guess, I will not dare aspire toward my fiction. Or else leave them on, and sit here, and lay here, lie here, sleep here, wake here, leave here unviolated by my hands-but keep yourself dressed.

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Like electricity through a power line Creative juices are flowing, full speed & of course that's fine It's all I really need ....Without it I'd probably be ruthless & mean That I can't even imagine Since it's never been seen Compassion is just my normal routine Hmmm what to make, what to make Ideas are just an endless list Choose one...HAHAHA you know how long that will take!?! All too great too resist Here's to another inspiring day & all the many, many, many more You're STUCK with me this way The sky ISN'T the limit but in it I will soar!!

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Oct 19, 2014

Oct 19, 2014 at 10:13 AM UTC

becky-littmann

Soar

Like electricity through a power line Creative juices are flowing, full speed & of course that's fine It's all I really need ....Without it I'd probably be ruthless & mean That I can't even imagine Since it's never been seen Compassion is just my normal routine Hmmm what to make, what to make Ideas are just an endless list Choose one...HAHAHA you know how long that will take!?! All too great too resist Here's to another inspiring day & all the many, many, many more You're STUCK with me this way The sky ISN'T the limit but in it I will soar!!

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Gentle winds in the rustling leaves Remind me of your skirt behind the silent glass I can’t help but chuckle helplessly The memory exploits this welcomed fault Though my mouth would never speak it. Injurious pasts have ossified the skin Sentinel stone is what remains, sojourned to Ascalon Misery in the granite ***** stoic in emotion I drew this targe so flighty, back turned to the alter To find my steps at the Temple Aphrodite. I would protect those who love, those who hate For I stood, the interstice, n’er affy to one Neither credence on this sealed tongue. Priests of joy, your vines they spent In time they found those cracks so well Bloom in lush across the hardness Of generations’ sediment The heat and stirring from below Pushed to the sun and carved in my aspect Nurtured by those sweet waters of your stride The language imbued from the portrait of your mind Infused with my coldness found within And crack and crumble as they light falls low Such debris may let love in.

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Aug 14, 2014

Aug 14, 2014 at 8:33 AM UTC

jp-goss

Quietly: An offering at the Temple Steps

Gentle winds in the rustling leaves Remind me of your skirt behind the silent glass I can’t help but chuckle helplessly The memory exploits this welcomed fault Though my mouth would never speak it. Injurious pasts have ossified the skin Sentinel stone is what remains, sojourned to Ascalon Misery in the granite ***** stoic in emotion I drew this targe so flighty, back turned to the alter To find my steps at the Temple Aphrodite. I would protect those who love, those who hate For I stood, the interstice, n’er affy to one Neither credence on this sealed tongue. Priests of joy, your vines they spent In time they found those cracks so well Bloom in lush across the hardness Of generations’ sediment The heat and stirring from below Pushed to the sun and carved in my aspect Nurtured by those sweet waters of your stride The language imbued from the portrait of your mind Infused with my coldness found within And crack and crumble as they light falls low Such debris may let love in.

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All the crazy **** I do & no one even has the slightest clue They only hear parts of what I've been through Only if they knew & all of its true See it always gets me flowin' & no telling how long I can keep it goin' Some parts may sound the same but that's not how I spit my game I'm better than that.. that's ******* lame So **** whatever you claim & let me try to explain after this you'll always remember my name Forever imprinted in your brain hard to get out like a blood stain You might as well leave it there to remain & you'll always have good thoughts with not one reason to complain because I'm Becky Littmann ***** My words will leave you with a nervous twitch because I've turned up the switch Now even faster than a softball pitch my words are sharp & hard hitting, they will leave your brain needing more than one stitch You could end up in a ditch but you'll realize it was all a dream after I give you a lil' pinch ....actually your mind had a glitch & your brain may have slightly came unhitched I can fix it though, it's a cinch Just sit right here on the bench Now can you just hand me that wrench it may hurt a bit, so your teeth I would clench I'm **** proud to write so clever I'll write about anything & whatever I don't want to stop ever writing is so freeing, however it's annoying when you can't write whenever & the words & thoughts just building up with no time to write, whatsoever You're freaking out cause you can't wait to put them together Eventually finding time to write & share it with whomever there's no way I would not share my work, nope NEVER You'll always know me any place you are, yes wherever SO WHAT'S MY NAME.... DO YOU REMEMBER?? Crazy may be what the call me but Becky Littmann is me forever You may know my name now & have heard my stories & thought WOW But you'll never completely know what I've been through & what I truly value it's my life & I won't argue I've only given you a preview & none of it would I undo because to me none of it was an issue everyone may have their point of view or their opinion about what I choose to pursue but honestly that's nothing new I wasn't asking for your thoughts but wanted to explain to you what made me wiser & how I grew I'll cherish every memory & moment with my crew which brought me to the point of a new ...ME to debut! & experience what some people may think is taboo I'm glad I shared moments with a certain few & no names need to be said, they already know who I'll continue to be crazy & do all that it is I simply love to do Being myself & staying true So with all that, I bid you adieu..

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Aug 13, 2014

Aug 13, 2014 at 1:09 PM UTC

becky-littmann

You Don't Know Me, Just My Name....

All the crazy **** I do & no one even has the slightest clue They only hear parts of what I've been through Only if they knew & all of its true See it always gets me flowin' & no telling how long I can keep it goin' Some parts may sound the same but that's not how I spit my game I'm better than that.. that's ******* lame So **** whatever you claim & let me try to explain after this you'll always remember my name Forever imprinted in your brain hard to get out like a blood stain You might as well leave it there to remain & you'll always have good thoughts with not one reason to complain because I'm Becky Littmann ***** My words will leave you with a nervous twitch because I've turned up the switch Now even faster than a softball pitch my words are sharp & hard hitting, they will leave your brain needing more than one stitch You could end up in a ditch but you'll realize it was all a dream after I give you a lil' pinch ....actually your mind had a glitch & your brain may have slightly came unhitched I can fix it though, it's a cinch Just sit right here on the bench Now can you just hand me that wrench it may hurt a bit, so your teeth I would clench I'm **** proud to write so clever I'll write about anything & whatever I don't want to stop ever writing is so freeing, however it's annoying when you can't write whenever & the words & thoughts just building up with no time to write, whatsoever You're freaking out cause you can't wait to put them together Eventually finding time to write & share it with whomever there's no way I would not share my work, nope NEVER You'll always know me any place you are, yes wherever SO WHAT'S MY NAME.... DO YOU REMEMBER?? Crazy may be what the call me but Becky Littmann is me forever You may know my name now & have heard my stories & thought WOW But you'll never completely know what I've been through & what I truly value it's my life & I won't argue I've only given you a preview & none of it would I undo because to me none of it was an issue everyone may have their point of view or their opinion about what I choose to pursue but honestly that's nothing new I wasn't asking for your thoughts but wanted to explain to you what made me wiser & how I grew I'll cherish every memory & moment with my crew which brought me to the point of a new ...ME to debut! & experience what some people may think is taboo I'm glad I shared moments with a certain few & no names need to be said, they already know who I'll continue to be crazy & do all that it is I simply love to do Being myself & staying true So with all that, I bid you adieu..

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Zippity do dah zippity a My oh my what a FUCKIN' HOT *** day Plenty of sunshine heading my way ........HHHOOOOOOLLLLDDD UUUPP!! Sunshine heading my away!?! HELL NO sunshine I've got something to say: "Your shine is too bright, Your rays are too hot, You weren't invited to hang out, & you take too long to leave!! Staying cool is forever a fight, Rain I sure do miss you an awful lot! I hate being in a ******* drought! Sweet drippin' in places you wouldn't believe!!" Zippity do dah zippity a My oh my what a wonderful day!!

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Aug 5, 2014

Aug 5, 2014 at 7:54 AM UTC

becky-littmann

Zippity Do Dah ...REMIX

Zippity do dah zippity a My oh my what a FUCKIN' HOT *** day Plenty of sunshine heading my way ........HHHOOOOOOLLLLDDD UUUPP!! Sunshine heading my away!?! HELL NO sunshine I've got something to say: "Your shine is too bright, Your rays are too hot, You weren't invited to hang out, & you take too long to leave!! Staying cool is forever a fight, Rain I sure do miss you an awful lot! I hate being in a ******* drought! Sweet drippin' in places you wouldn't believe!!" Zippity do dah zippity a My oh my what a wonderful day!!

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