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Repost: ~~~~~~~~~~ For me from my love for our children lala, sassy, coco: I heat up, I can't cool down You got me spinning 'Round and 'round 'Round and 'round and 'round it goes Where it stops nobody knows Every time you our darling kids call my name "Mom" Angel Mom" every time I Mom you call you sweetie pies lalasassicoco " P. a. t. r. k." papa too comes to mind. Your names up high in the sky" Scarlet Letter " A" is seen A for Angel.. ine. My rkrdd, heat up like a burning flame Burning flame full of desire Kiss me baby, let the fire get higher Abra abracadabra I wanna reach out and grab ya Abra abracadabra Abracadabra You make me hot, you make me sigh You make me laugh, you make me cry Keep me burning for your love With the touch of a velvet glove Abra abracadabra I wanna reach out and grab ya Abra abracadabra Abracadabra I feel the magic in your caress I feel magic when I touch your dress Silk and satin, leather and lace Black ******* with an angel's face I see magic in your eyes I hear the magic in your sighs Just when I think I'm gonna get away I hear those words that you always say Abra abracadabra I wanna reach out and grab ya Abra abracadabra Abracadabra Every time you call my name I heat up like a burning flame Burning flame full of desire Kiss me baby, let the fire get higher Yeah, yeah I heat up, I can't cool down My situation goes 'round and 'round. "Here I am, send me an Angel" to lay me down on a greenest grass, In memory of his velvet canon caressing my cheek igniting those forest fires that forever burn ~~ By: Steven Haworth Miller.
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Feb 27, 2024
Feb 27, 2024 at 1:41 PM UTC
Abracadabrarddbba75
Repost: ~~~~~~~~~~ For me from my love for our children lala, sassy, coco: I heat up, I can't cool down You got me spinning 'Round and 'round 'Round and 'round and 'round it goes Where it stops nobody knows Every time you our darling kids call my name "Mom" Angel Mom" every time I Mom you call you sweetie pies lalasassicoco " P. a. t. r. k." papa too comes to mind. Your names up high in the sky" Scarlet Letter " A" is seen A for Angel.. ine. My rkrdd, heat up like a burning flame Burning flame full of desire Kiss me baby, let the fire get higher Abra abracadabra I wanna reach out and grab ya Abra abracadabra Abracadabra You make me hot, you make me sigh You make me laugh, you make me cry Keep me burning for your love With the touch of a velvet glove Abra abracadabra I wanna reach out and grab ya Abra abracadabra Abracadabra I feel the magic in your caress I feel magic when I touch your dress Silk and satin, leather and lace Black ******* with an angel's face I see magic in your eyes I hear the magic in your sighs Just when I think I'm gonna get away I hear those words that you always say Abra abracadabra I wanna reach out and grab ya Abra abracadabra Abracadabra Every time you call my name I heat up like a burning flame Burning flame full of desire Kiss me baby, let the fire get higher Yeah, yeah I heat up, I can't cool down My situation goes 'round and 'round. "Here I am, send me an Angel" to lay me down on a greenest grass, In memory of his velvet canon caressing my cheek igniting those forest fires that forever burn ~~ By: Steven Haworth Miller.
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Morning was sudden-made as an onwardness of hills, Meant for donning crusade in chainmail glistenings, The sun visored in misty slats of cold steel, To glimmer fusty through the godded grove, A holy sepulchre, earthly-dim to its rafters of oak, Where the forest-fall of sunlight shed its rosework, And a red-breasted bird, its song-flight of dappled gleam, And in the meadow, where colorful whorled the tale of Saladin, Wayside flowers shook beneath the destriers' cloth caparisons, A sunny fullness of vales for the crusaders' forest-heartened lungs, And when this furthering of sights was sunken from, Still an onwardness of hills to Jaffa like steppingstones.
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Apr 16, 2023
Apr 16, 2023 at 10:11 PM UTC
Lion of the Hills
What colour are your eyes Avedon? Pale and blue as skies awake in heaven Gray as the clouds with their burden of a thousand words for every sight they've seen. Each time your eyes were opened a new splendour captured. A treasure at the rainbow's end Yours an aperture to another epoch The maker of Princes ... a King Saville and Vogue as the Gypsy's eyes? Meek and Sombre as the Catacombs'? In a perpetual motion life flashed across your face so unfamiliar... so familiar   and ambitious secrets of the pupil made an eternal portrait of you; a Master of Photography A Still so extraordinary, though, transparent as the rain. Neither a tint nor hue ... just you. What colour are your eyes Avedon?
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Jul 25, 2020
Jul 25, 2020 at 9:29 PM UTC
Avedon's Eyes
As seen by: Hubble Space Telescope's iconic view, of the Pillars of Creation! In the Eagle Nebula constellations of stars, as viewed through Hubble's magnificent eye glorious images sent to Earth tickling all senses. fine tunning imagination. You were there with that infinite gesture of love connecting us across time and space. How easy tears fall to this intergalactic outer space truth. Two brains one single thought. Indeed you are everywhere that I look away even not to think! Eagle nebula is also known by another name officially at Hello Poetry us two dancing, singing ever so lovely gracefully, here in poem. " Star seeds Rdd/Bba!1974-75 =Until the end of time. ~~~~~~~ BY: Karijinbba-04-20-2020 Copy Rights apply.
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Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 1:19 AM UTC
Eagle Nebula's other names.
I booked myself a ride; On a galactic flight, through the atmosphere, out towards the light, unity and pride; is one satellite, I'm a space-line pioneer; whistling through the night. We're verging on a new beginning somewhere out in space We're verging on a new beginning somewhere out in space ! ! We're setting out on a new adventure; somewhere out in space, buy a ticket ! secure your seat; and join the human race ! Oh ! Oh ! Oh !
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Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 8:16 PM UTC
****** Galactic ~ Flight
little rich boys follow orders attend prep school, learn a dead language put on your suit and tie young man, tuck your shirt tails in wash your hands, throw your opinions in the bin little rich boys follow orders they do what daddy says then there was richard cory eighteen years old and handsome as could be the one who preferred his own company at socials his time spent fending off vampiresses and writing poetry on cocktail napkins "father," he said, proud and puffing out his chest "i wrote my own book of poetry, and i think it's the best i know that the bank is waiting for me but in my heart i'm a poet, oh can't you see? i want to be a poet, father, oh please just let me be a poet." little rich boys do not disobey orders and from the time he could comprehend richard cory knew that being a banker was at his road's end but if richard cory couldn't write poetry he knew his heart would never mend father's fat face flooded deep crimson "listen, boy: you are my only son and you shall be a banker when the deed is done just like your grandfather, me, and his father before you have not lived unless your life is a bore i will not have a dreamer for a son head in the sky as the world passes him by while my business is fated to slowly die no, if a poet my son chooses to be then no questions asked, i will put you in the army." that could never be fainted-hearted fair skinned richard cory would not last a day in the army surely he was doomed to receive a bullet in the head into his lungs he took a shaky breath paler than pale, his lips formed a false smile with a nod, he returned to his room his words, his poetry- it was everything, they were everything without it he was to be another rich boy following father's orders and saying, "yes sir" who would grow to be a rich old man with no hair who would always wonder what he might have done there one thing was for sure: if richard cory wasn't able to write poetry his heart would never mend this was the end shaking hands, tears in his eyes when he was a little boy he said he would not tell lies a metal barrel in his perfect mouth, so foreign and cold- father, this is what you asked for- fingers fumbled with the release- oh lord, eighteen years young and soon to be dead- it was no secret to the people living in the town when richard cory put a bullet in his head
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Aug 30, 2017
Aug 30, 2017 at 7:05 PM UTC
who killed richard cory?
little rich boys follow orders attend prep school, learn a dead language put on your suit and tie young man, tuck your shirt tails in wash your hands, throw your opinions in the bin little rich boys follow orders they do what daddy says then there was richard cory eighteen years old and handsome as could be the one who preferred his own company at socials his time spent fending off vampiresses and writing poetry on cocktail napkins "father," he said, proud and puffing out his chest "i wrote my own book of poetry, and i think it's the best i know that the bank is waiting for me but in my heart i'm a poet, oh can't you see? i want to be a poet, father, oh please just let me be a poet." little rich boys do not disobey orders and from the time he could comprehend richard cory knew that being a banker was at his road's end but if richard cory couldn't write poetry he knew his heart would never mend father's fat face flooded deep crimson "listen, boy: you are my only son and you shall be a banker when the deed is done just like your grandfather, me, and his father before you have not lived unless your life is a bore i will not have a dreamer for a son head in the sky as the world passes him by while my business is fated to slowly die no, if a poet my son chooses to be then no questions asked, i will put you in the army." that could never be fainted-hearted fair skinned richard cory would not last a day in the army surely he was doomed to receive a bullet in the head into his lungs he took a shaky breath paler than pale, his lips formed a false smile with a nod, he returned to his room his words, his poetry- it was everything, they were everything without it he was to be another rich boy following father's orders and saying, "yes sir" who would grow to be a rich old man with no hair who would always wonder what he might have done there one thing was for sure: if richard cory wasn't able to write poetry his heart would never mend this was the end shaking hands, tears in his eyes when he was a little boy he said he would not tell lies a metal barrel in his perfect mouth, so foreign and cold- father, this is what you asked for- fingers fumbled with the release- oh lord, eighteen years young and soon to be dead- it was no secret to the people living in the town when richard cory put a bullet in his head
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Let's lie in our bed Among pillows and threads Wear your hair on my head, as a crown Borne of Brautigan's dreams Rainbow trouts in the stream Watermelon moonbeams trickle down
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Dec 23, 2016
Dec 23, 2016 at 10:21 AM UTC
Brautigan's Suicide Note
I’ve run the gamut From plus to minus From nearly the worst To among the finest. But there was an actor I’d love to date again. The incredibly attractive Richard Chamberlain. Richard Chamberlain You magnificent man I blush to write a poem But I will do what I can To get the point across That you’re one of a kind To think otherwise one must Be deaf, mute and blind. I am just old enough to Recall young Doctor Kildare. I am sure with cable now It always plays somewhere. But, for a young gay kid I immediately lost my heart. I could not convince myself You were just playing a part. To me you were the doctor That could heal where I ailed. No matter that at this time What I felt could get me jailed. I just went on and pined for This beautiful man on TV. Every word he said seemed To be music to young me. So when I got the chance To spend an evening with him Dancing at a nice party Thrown by a mutual friend I jumped at the chance And broke a cardinal rule I told him of my crush on him I am sure I looked the fool. Thus, it really wasn’t a date More of an amazing evening. That kind of happy accident I still have trouble believing. But it counts as a date to me When a delightful, classy man Spends the evening chatting With an obviously smitten fan.
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Apr 16, 2016
Apr 16, 2016 at 4:04 PM UTC
A DATE WITH A STAR
For Selena & Justin Sometimes... When the heart Is broken And the spirit Is dying And love Is fading Overwhelming Sometimes... When the eyes Are so blind And the sun sets On Paradise Lost And Gilligan's Island And the captain's Forgotten   Sometimes... When the fragrance Is a touch foul And small dog Walks away With a big growl Perfumed air With wide smile Sometimes... When Silence Is Golden And harsh words Are forgotten   Never to be Spoken again Reawakened Sometimes... When gourmet tastes Greasy spoonfuls Mouth waters Sinfully Delightedly Unexpectedly Predictably Sometimes... When hands touch Warmth ignites Sparks fly Fireworks Starry night   Vincent's soul   Lost somewhat Sometimes...   Boy and girl Love and hate Song and dance Fire and water Coals simmering On Summer Camp's fire Waiting...reigniting     Written by Richard Wlodarski
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Feb 13, 2016
Feb 13, 2016 at 10:53 PM UTC
For Selena & Justin
In a Green Friar car park a professor turns the key - his engine shudders - falls mute. Leaning classword into the wind, his footfalls cover the echoes of the lethal chaos beneath his feet - masking the curses of proud Richard struggling to keep his saddle. Then, in a whirlwind of swords, the final Rose of Lancaster falls in slow motion to the Leichester earth - merging with the primal dust. The professor's archaeologists have arrived for the dig and Richard's bones begin to stir.
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Sep 28, 2015
Sep 28, 2015 at 11:29 AM UTC
Richard's Bones (repost)
If only I could have known you for 2 seconds, I would have spent both of them kissing you.
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Mar 26, 2015
Mar 26, 2015 at 8:49 PM UTC
2 seconds
Her burial place is in the records. We have her lovely name. She was a benefactor of the friary, Thus, a prominent soul. Agreed. Her story, lost forever. O, what a shame. Nothing more is known of Emma. Here's her 5 minutes of fame!
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Mar 3, 2015
Mar 3, 2015 at 1:11 AM UTC
The Lady Buried Near Richard, III
He is The spelling of Genius That is Richard Feynman
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Jan 28, 2015
Jan 28, 2015 at 6:54 AM UTC
Genius (10 W)
To Lucasta, Going To The Wars by Richard Lovelace Tell me not (Sweet) I am unkind, That from the nunnery
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Dec 21, 2014
Dec 21, 2014 at 11:32 AM UTC
To Lucasta, Going To The Wars by Richard Lovelace
I have emotions that are like newspapers that read themselves. I go for days at a time trapped in the want ads. I feel as if I am an ad for the sale of a haunted house: 18 rooms $37,000 I’m yours ghosts and all. - Richard Brautigan
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 3:19 PM UTC
Real Estate
I've Been TRULY SURPRISED ... !!! In Fact ... " MESMERISED " ....... !!!! By The ... Volume of People ... Who Tell Themselves Lies ... !!! These Acts I Believe ... Give Liars ... " Relief " ... But Liars Are FOOLS ... Who Simply ... AREN'T Cool ... !!! And People Like These ... Know NOT What They Do ... ?!? In Fact That's NOT TRUE ... !!!! But Does Give You Some Clues ... On Why These FAKE People ... Don't Have ... SHINY Shoes ... !!! They Walk In A Mire ... of .... " Liars for Hire " .... They Claim The Good Life ... But Are NOT Richard Briers ... ?!? They DO ... Make Me Laugh ... !!! But They AIN'T Richard Pryor ... !!!! Their ... " Devilish Ways " ... Will Earn Them ... " HELLS' FIRE " ... !!!! This Thing Has NO COLOUR ... !!! A Liar's ... A LIAR ... !!!!! But That ISN'T ME ... !!! Try ... Tapping My Wire ... !!! "IT ISN'T JUST WHITES ! YES BLACKS DO IT TOO !" To Think It's One Culture ... Is Really .... " NOT COOL " .... !!! DON'T BE ... " A Fool " ... !!! You're Lying To ... YOU ... !?! To Think That ... " Your Creed " .. Has Always Been ... " True " ... It's Time To Move On ... And Give You Some Proof ... That ... Loved Ones You Have ... May Just ... TAINT Your View ... !!! Those Who You Feel ... Would NOT ... Lie To You ... Does Your Family ... ? Have A ... GENUINE Crew ... ?!? Or Do You Have Relatives ... ? Being .... UNTRUE ... ?!? ... Who ... Travel Through Time ... WITHOUT ... " Doctor Who " ... !!! Their Ship Is UNStabLE ... Their Life Is .... " A Fable " .... Kind of Like Guys ... Who Sell ... " DODGY CABLE " ... !!! Yeah ... Funny I Know ... But ... Who's At YOUR Table ... ?!? ROCKING ... Your Cradle ... !?! I'll ... Give You A Choice .... These Two ... Cain or Abel ... ??? Marriage Is Something ... To Give You ... MORE Clues ... That ... LOVE Is A Word ... That ... GOOD LIARS Use ... !!!!! DON'T ... Get It Confused ... This ... LOVE Thing's ABUSED ... By Liars Who ... USE It ... To Get Some ... NEW Shoes ... !!! It's Money ... You See ... That Gives Liars GLEE ... !!! Emotions Get Played With ... Right To ... " Pregnancy " ... !!! LOVE Is A ... GREAT THING ... !!!! When Given For FREE ... !!!!! But MANY Now USE IT ... To ... Fulfil Their Greed ... Just Look At Divorce Rates ... Or ... Watch Your TV ... I Really ... DON'T Care ... If You ... Don't Want To See ... !!!!! THE TRUTH Is This Simple ... It's .... REALITY .... !!!!! We All May ... Fall Victim ... of Those Who Proceed ... To ..."Hide Who They Are" ... Behind LIES ... That They Feed ... They're ... LYING To You ... And ... LYING To Me ... !!! Some of These People ... .... Recite Poetry .... !!! Some of These People ... Are Rappers ... BELIEVE ... !!! They Really Don't Know ... ? What It Is To ... " Emcee " ... ? This Is A MASTER ... of .... " Ceremonies " .... These Are TRUE POETS ... Like ..... " Talib Kweli " ..... or Maybe THIS NAME ... ? The Brother ... " Big V " ... ?!? Or A Guy Called ... BIG VIRGE ... !?! Okay I Mean .... ME .... !!!!! A Man Who Speaks TRUTH ... In This Here .... " Poetry " .... I DON'T Want To Be ... Above ... Humility ... !!!!!! I Just Want To See ... More ... TRUE Poetry ... That SHUNS Foolish Pride ... And Liars Who Feed ... On ... " Poetic Liars " ... These ... " Fictional Writers " ... Just Write For THEMSELVES ... To Earn A .... " FAST BUCK " .... From .... " Media Wealth " .... PLEASE OPEN Your Eyes ... Let TRUTH Be Your Guide ... Cos' It Really AIN'T Wise ... To Have A ... FAKE Guise ... !!!!! REMEMBER This Poem .... ... " Don't Tell Yourself Lies !!! " ...
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Jul 30, 2014
Jul 30, 2014 at 5:17 PM UTC
"Don't Tell Yourself Lies" ... A Poem written by Big Virge 24/6/2005
I've Been TRULY SURPRISED ... !!! In Fact ... " MESMERISED " ....... !!!! By The ... Volume of People ... Who Tell Themselves Lies ... !!! These Acts I Believe ... Give Liars ... " Relief " ... But Liars Are FOOLS ... Who Simply ... AREN'T Cool ... !!! And People Like These ... Know NOT What They Do ... ?!? In Fact That's NOT TRUE ... !!!! But Does Give You Some Clues ... On Why These FAKE People ... Don't Have ... SHINY Shoes ... !!! They Walk In A Mire ... of .... " Liars for Hire " .... They Claim The Good Life ... But Are NOT Richard Briers ... ?!? They DO ... Make Me Laugh ... !!! But They AIN'T Richard Pryor ... !!!! Their ... " Devilish Ways " ... Will Earn Them ... " HELLS' FIRE " ... !!!! This Thing Has NO COLOUR ... !!! A Liar's ... A LIAR ... !!!!! But That ISN'T ME ... !!! Try ... Tapping My Wire ... !!! "IT ISN'T JUST WHITES ! YES BLACKS DO IT TOO !" To Think It's One Culture ... Is Really .... " NOT COOL " .... !!! DON'T BE ... " A Fool " ... !!! You're Lying To ... YOU ... !?! To Think That ... " Your Creed " .. Has Always Been ... " True " ... It's Time To Move On ... And Give You Some Proof ... That ... Loved Ones You Have ... May Just ... TAINT Your View ... !!! Those Who You Feel ... Would NOT ... Lie To You ... Does Your Family ... ? Have A ... GENUINE Crew ... ?!? Or Do You Have Relatives ... ? Being .... UNTRUE ... ?!? ... Who ... Travel Through Time ... WITHOUT ... " Doctor Who " ... !!! Their Ship Is UNStabLE ... Their Life Is .... " A Fable " .... Kind of Like Guys ... Who Sell ... " DODGY CABLE " ... !!! Yeah ... Funny I Know ... But ... Who's At YOUR Table ... ?!? ROCKING ... Your Cradle ... !?! I'll ... Give You A Choice .... These Two ... Cain or Abel ... ??? Marriage Is Something ... To Give You ... MORE Clues ... That ... LOVE Is A Word ... That ... GOOD LIARS Use ... !!!!! DON'T ... Get It Confused ... This ... LOVE Thing's ABUSED ... By Liars Who ... USE It ... To Get Some ... NEW Shoes ... !!! It's Money ... You See ... That Gives Liars GLEE ... !!! Emotions Get Played With ... Right To ... " Pregnancy " ... !!! LOVE Is A ... GREAT THING ... !!!! When Given For FREE ... !!!!! But MANY Now USE IT ... To ... Fulfil Their Greed ... Just Look At Divorce Rates ... Or ... Watch Your TV ... I Really ... DON'T Care ... If You ... Don't Want To See ... !!!!! THE TRUTH Is This Simple ... It's .... REALITY .... !!!!! We All May ... Fall Victim ... of Those Who Proceed ... To ..."Hide Who They Are" ... Behind LIES ... That They Feed ... They're ... LYING To You ... And ... LYING To Me ... !!! Some of These People ... .... Recite Poetry .... !!! Some of These People ... Are Rappers ... BELIEVE ... !!! They Really Don't Know ... ? What It Is To ... " Emcee " ... ? This Is A MASTER ... of .... " Ceremonies " .... These Are TRUE POETS ... Like ..... " Talib Kweli " ..... or Maybe THIS NAME ... ? The Brother ... " Big V " ... ?!? Or A Guy Called ... BIG VIRGE ... !?! Okay I Mean .... ME .... !!!!! A Man Who Speaks TRUTH ... In This Here .... " Poetry " .... I DON'T Want To Be ... Above ... Humility ... !!!!!! I Just Want To See ... More ... TRUE Poetry ... That SHUNS Foolish Pride ... And Liars Who Feed ... On ... " Poetic Liars " ... These ... " Fictional Writers " ... Just Write For THEMSELVES ... To Earn A .... " FAST BUCK " .... From .... " Media Wealth " .... PLEASE OPEN Your Eyes ... Let TRUTH Be Your Guide ... Cos' It Really AIN'T Wise ... To Have A ... FAKE Guise ... !!!!! REMEMBER This Poem .... ... " Don't Tell Yourself Lies !!! " ...
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I have a 75 watt, glare free, long life Harmony House light bulb in my toilet. I have been living in the same apartment for over two years now and that bulb just keeps burning away. I believe that it is fond of me. - Richard Brautigan
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 1:04 PM UTC
Affectionate Light Bulb
One day Time will die And love will bury it. - Richard Brautigan
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 12:44 PM UTC
TIME