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"buddys" poems
when arrived, feels like home like a bubble, like a dome peaceful people all around enjoying this crazy sound so much colors, crazy figures all this smells pulling my triggers intense, incense, aromatic be tense? no sense, just be static entering, meeting the fellows or should I just say some jellos wiggling with the rhythmic music for us this is therapeutic waves of sound hitting my face punching hard with deepest bass I believe that things will turn I choose not to be concernded this 'so crazy, this 'so good here we find the greatest brood jewls of every generation some eletric, others pacient colored waters, not for thirst only if you need a burts shining patterns underneath make it hard for me to breath then the sun comes up for us contributes for the new buzz now you see who's there with you and who didn't make it through sunglasses get pulled out soon the sun will loudly shout soul, mind and body fused into one nice breakfeast juice that's when people start to leave not what I like to archieve "I will stay", I always say until the end of the day molly, goa, lucy, prog buds and buddys, love and fog I'm so glad this moments caught me this is just my type of party
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Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 2:34 PM UTC
Energy Feasts
Morning is my favorite time of the day. I'm always up early, downing a *** of coffee. Time to take my Buddy out to play. The sun is just coming up. Buddy grabs his stuffed animal. Today it was a giraffe. And off we go down the street. Buddy and me with my coffee cup. The birds are singing, it's music to my ears. How can such a little creature sound so beautiful? It's funny how while walking you can see nature in action. Tree's poppin, birds singing, squirrels racing around the tree, for one has that one walnut that fell off the tree. Oh look theres two, three, four Mallard ducks, on the ground under an evergreen...yes fighting. Walking by the creek I see a muskrat swimming, and then dives into the hole on the side which would be his home. And Buddy look here comes another dog called Smokie We meet and Buddy and Smokie wag tails and sniff noses, and off we go in different directions. By now I'm holding Buddys stuffed giraffe, an empty coffee cup. Home we go. Now i'm ready to start my day. ~~~~~~~ by ~ judy
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Mar 18, 2015
Mar 18, 2015 at 4:20 AM UTC
MORNINGS..
Morning is my favorite time of the day. I'm always up early, downing a *** of coffee. Time to take my Buddy out to play. The sun is just coming up. Buddy grabs his stuffed animal. Today it was a giraffe. And off we go down the street. Buddy and me with my coffee cup. The birds are singing, it's music to my ears. How can such a little creature sound so beautiful? It's funny how while walking you can see nature in action. Tree's poppin, birds singing, squirrels racing around the tree, for one has that one walnut that fell off the tree. Oh look theres two, three, four Mallard ducks, on the ground under an evergreen...yes fighting. Walking by the creek I see a muskrat swimming, and then dives into the hole on the side which would be his home. And Buddy look here comes another dog called Smokie We meet and Buddy and Smokie wag tails and sniff noses, and off we go in different directions. By now I'm holding Buddys stuffed giraffe, an empty coffee cup. Home we go. Now i'm ready to start my day. ~~~~~~~ by ~ judy
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Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 6:26 PM UTC
Mornings....
My Addiction iS Silent Mnd Dragging Its become swollen, overthinking about the Little **** The Little voices in my mind arnt making me feel Fine. Im Trying To Drag Myself towards Sobriety But my brain and working buddys Are Leading me back to The stimulant That makes it feel better Ineed to settle.
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Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 9:16 PM UTC
Its Silent
Easy Does It mid morning walk about the sun is shinning bright maybe I'll stop by the coffee shop grab a coffee and a bite reach in my pocket to find a whole in my pants heard some jazzy blues playing and I started to dance blue-suede shoes stroll real nice and slow ain't no use gettin' up tight feel the rhythm flow I say easy does it there just ain't no other way easy does it close my eyes feel the body sway dream I'm with my woman holding her real tight yeah easy does it if ya wanna do it right got a nice holiday coming going to cook me up some ribs share some beer with buddys sit around and tell some fibs talk about the good days when we were all young studs we were bigger and stronger then the fibs get bigger when you're drinking suds playing ball and horseshoes a little pick-up game of touch used to run really fast but nowdays not so much I mean easy does it that is the only way easy does it close my eyes feel the body sway dream I'm with my lover holding her real tight yeah easy does it if ya wanna do it right Gomer LePoet...
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Aug 29, 2013
Aug 29, 2013 at 12:51 PM UTC
Easy Does It