His lips are gin
he likes her
her hips are pages
her shoulders smile
his fingers ink
her feet are light
his arms are wings
her heart is sky
her face is still
his eyes the moon
she is tide
time is clay
All That Glitters Is Not Gold
it is all just bullshit anyway.....
Your Brain is a Radio that Does What its Told
Haikus Senryus and Tankas about anything and everything
Poetry
musings on life | bits of psychology | attempts at poetry
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Scripting the desires that are soul deep
The Poetry Monarch.
I write things you may like
Texas Outlaw Poet
Darkness, delusion, smeared with a stick of butter and laughter. Words collide, they bring forth death!
Pain goes in, love comes out.
well, come on in. bite. chew. spit.
He started Writing, The paper started speaking...
Once lost
Love this… But why rubber?
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i so deliberated over that line……like chewing gum, or tyres… or floppy….i couldn’t decide whether she would get there swiftly leaving tracks or be stuck to the ground unmoving……. maybe un finished poem! š
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i went back to work on it….. now light and sky join the mix
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Excellent improvements. The couple is so light, moving together like water, and the only thing that stops them is the clay of time, like mud. Or perhaps time is their clay, to mold how they will. Anyway, well done!
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yes….thanks for questioning! SEE the performer needs an audience!
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Do you have a clue as to how marvelous this and you IS???
Woman, my nerves you are wrecking tango lines, whoa!
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you are such a yummy thing, i love to dance your lines
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but you do you do. . your words boogie wildly too!
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so funny and wonderful and ticklish!
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Gorgeous.
-Jennifer
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Thanks j x
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I really enjoyed this. I love how we breeze through the lines, as if dancing in the beginning, and then her face is still. I thought that was the moment of the kiss, and then we have the tide and clay. A sort of slower movement as if they’re growing older and melting back into the earth from the breezy air.
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I love your interpretation you bring a wonderful element to the poetry….. thanks xxx
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Wonderful, wonderful poetry!
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Thankyou Angela, you are too kind xx
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Good job revising this…it really sings now! š
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Yes they will all be revised….over and over haha…eternally evolving!
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Tastefully sensual.
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Thanks, sometimes I am tasteful š
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š
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Gorgeous work, so we painted, love it!!
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*well
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thankyou for reading, Mr King š
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Hmmm, I use initials because I hate my first name, always have, people always sing a wretched bad Beach Boys song to me when they discover it, so silver, how good are you at bad 60’s pop music trivia…And also, men are alway priced as writers over women initially, so the ambiguity opens the door, once they’re hooked, they don’t care if your’re male or female anymore…lol
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haha Ms. King?
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~R or with your talents, please designate a new name in it’s stead…yes, I think I like that idea, a naming from the silver one haha. I’ll wear it as a badge of honour if I think it suits me
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that is a big responsibility!
….your poetry is beautiful and perspicacious, but you are not completely gentle, although i do detect a softness toward others and life…..
i think you are loving but to intelligent to be a complete optimist…i wonder what i could call you…. let us see……i will get back to you
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http://www.elyrics.net/read/b/billie-holiday-lyrics/miss-brown-to-you-lyrics.html
you can choose my original thought was BIllie after BIllie Holiday (I don’t know why it just spoke to me……which then led me to the song ‘miss brown to you’) I like Miss Brown too….
Miss.Brown or Billie… xxxx
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I’ll take Billie, I hate formalities…Thanks love <3…you took much time re-naming me, and your analysis of who I am, spot on, if I may say so myself. You are truly a deep thinking pondering poet. I'm thrilled to have touched souls with you.
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Wonderful, so glad to meet you Billie xxx
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ah, small adjustment, I took billie’s nickname instead…see recent post, but you may call me either š
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:)))) I so look forward to your writing and paintings….Truly wonderful
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Thnks fabulous one
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š
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Congratulations! I love it. Painting was yours too? I invite you to stop by my blog.
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yes my painting just a small one, I will pass through and stop to play with your words x
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thanks. looking forward to your feedback
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I was searching all over your blog to find the answer to this question, too. Because I had an immediate suspicion that it must be true. Wow, such amazing verbal and visual talent. I am awestruck.
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oh thank you, my heart beats faster to know that the work is, well, WORKING!
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Adam and Eve š
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YES the beginning the big bang the oneness the separation the fascinating xx
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I love Genesis of life, happens really everyday we wake up, every season for the plants, trees and animals. Every year for new resolutions, every decade for the world advancements and every millennium for a new generation to tuck away the antique and spring ahead able bodied of fresh ideas and out look for the next 100 years.
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i love the concept too, i feel everyday is a new life in micro xxx
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great terse words, sensing, intimacy, timelessness, love – great painting…bright, orange-red-white tones, unified, two in to one, wholeness, rebirth, nice nice nice.
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wow, thank you your compliments are warmly received xx
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I love the simplicity of this, along with the art work you chose!!!
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Hello Silver Poet,
‘Time is clay’. Stuck are we.
I have nominated your wonderful blog for a āVersatile Blogger Awardā (http://versatilebloggeraward.wordpress.com/).
I felt humbled in gaining recognition from a fellow blogger, whom I respect, and as a result, have connected with a load more wonderful folk; sharing through words and images this incredible collective experience we are all having.
The āturtleā started small and is maturing slowly, it is nice to hear of people reading and enjoying my reflections on the ride.
See the original turtle post here:
http://leroywatson4.wordpress.com/2012/05/08/riding-effortlessly-on-a-large-green-turtle-nominated-for-a-the-versatile-blogger-award/
Good luck with allā¦ā¦
Peace and Light,
Lee
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Thankyou, peace and warmth to you
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I nominated you for the Inspiring Blog Award. Here are the rules:
http://atirahjewel.wordpress.com/2012/05/03/i-inspire/
Great poem, by the way. š
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your’re a darling x
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So lovely–this is one of my favorites of yours! Fave line: “her shoulders smile.” SUCH great images, Arna!
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Thanks Jennifer, I am thrilled that you enjoyed her smiling shoulders!!
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Great imagery. This works well. And I love the art work also.
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Thankyou I am happy that you like it. x
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Your best so far. Your mind is a buttwrfly.
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ha…my latest…the mind transforms and new gems emerge
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I desperately wanted to make an anagram out of “new gems emerge” cos I like crosswords, but I decided to leave it as it was, unspoilt.
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feel free to play with my words…they are unspoilable!
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Quite amazing. š
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Stunning poetry and image
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thanks gorgeous
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