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Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Buiding life

Building my life with out a wife
So many things to do
The screaming noise of the acetylene tourch
Keeps calling out to you

Gypsy wagon done and gone
Many to count are boats
Making a little screaming car
is one more thing I persue.

Flooded house and pouring rain
I grow from naught I know
Silence in the night is lame
but noise of what is not mine

A girl I would not never know
Is but a fleeting thought
To never love is not a crime
or to dance away the hours

Sunday, December 1, 2013

David Julze and Tiago.

Yes I remember the joys of happiness of fun and laughter
Your names ring the bell of happiness and the twig of life I still have
Twig rides with me on my journey and reminds me of love
Yes I have changed for the best is yet to come in abundant ways

I think as to where life takes you on your journeys
Life has its ups and downs and the more ups the better
People are thrown at me with there problems to solve
I often ask why is this for me I do not want it.

Best wishes to all at this time of life
May all your experiences be kind to you
May love be long and lasting with bits of elation
Thrown in to add spice to you lives anyway

The following is the first post
I meet the three wise men today David Juelz and Tiago.

Smiles all round a laugh and a joke
Simple things said with a laugh and a smoke
I never partook of there wonderful ways
They are now gone a memory a haze

Life is so great for there thoughts of concern
making me live with fire to burn
Into my soul into my mind
Thank you so much for I was near blind
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This pair

This pair of nothingness gloom drifts upon my soul
Taken from me my only lover and friend gone to where
tears of happiness to have had and lost and gone forever
dizziness of mind and sight games played upon my soul

Broken and bemused as to the why of the terror of loneliness
used by some for there only needs and deeds of selfishness
I will never dance with the passion I once had for the dance of love
Solo dance never used never hurt and always with me in dreams of

Females use me and cast me from there sight
until there is no one to dance the dance of life
I was shaken by the people of supposed friends
drifting back into my self the safe place to be alone

Whores of used

The party for the long dead god if you will
The mass for the approaching years start
Dreamt up for the pleasure of some ladies
Speak and then not to speak are there games

Love is long begone from my sides pillow
These horrible games of you can you can't
used buy you for your own pleasure and sorrow
life on earths begotten filth ridden dirt and water

I will never be used by the female spirit of desire
be broken by the wits end of nothing ever done
Bastards of lifes bad deeds broken in the minds  eye
Then spoken to like a whore of life and death again and again

Sunday, August 11, 2013

Talk

Today the words are spoken with meanings long forgot
The words said are in the air wafting to and fro
The days of men and handshakes are not for me no more
troubled times and troubled words keeping up the score

Words are words meanings gone lies are just today
Take me back to evermore where speeches ruled the day
Where time and money were long forgot and fun ruled the way
long forgot is truth begone Now money rules the way

A simple life with food and warmth love is gone from near
Sex is said but love is more and friendships ever done
Clear the way to freedom with love and hugs abound
"O" for the hugs of grandma the soft ways she had
today the words are spoken with meanings long forgot
love and hugs from grandma and the slamming of the door

Saturday, August 10, 2013

Julie

I have meet this exquisite Julie is her wondrous name She dances in the winds of life a girl who plays the life of gaim A pretty a thing you will never see only my eyes will ever see This wondrous girl for ever more Julie is but wise and kind for shore

Loving of friends

I am amazed with content upon my mind
Shorely the the beauty of terror will never shine
Serenity of love for the masses be
shining upon you and me

Lost in the darkness of never more
gone is the grief of bygone lore
Grief so bad that it never ends
gone gone is my heart felt sends

Smallness of hate be gone from me
let me shine let me be
wonderful people around the world
hearts of gold bonds of never mind

Colours of extreme divine meant for the masses
Begone the whims of badness
behold the whisking light sadness
Told in the never ending story of gladness.


Dancing in the clouds with angles
Singing the songs of gods
Where melay never enters the voices of
and never again will the pains of life
tear at my heart and rip out my voice
Life is meant to live for and rejoice

Rejoice in the friendships of life
Rejoice in the sorrows of sadness
rejoice in the prangs set before
Rejoice in the loving of friends