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RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? - 6/11/2008 7:54:57 PM   
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ORIGINAL: tsatske

Spark of God

Not until the Sun refuses You,
Do I Refuse You.
Not until the Son Rebukes You,
Can I find fault.
Not until the Father has cast you out,
Can I Judge You.

Until the Body proclaims You cut off,
We are Kin.
Until the Tao itself rejects You,
We are Bond.
Until the Master Turns His back to You,
We are of one blood.

As Long as the wind kisses your cheek,
My desire will be the same.
As Long as Fire can Warm You,
You will have a home, in my heart.

As long as Love Abides on Earth,
It holds strong between us.
I can not forget-
You are the Face of God


That's beautiful..care to share anymore?


here's one more from me.

Fly Home
It's been way to long..
I've searched the heavens..
I've searched the earth and seas..
praying for the day of your rebirth..
with eyes closed I've heard..
the fluttering of your wings..
what does it mean to be free..
I've heard the whispers of your soul
and they've given the answers to me..
i was so far far away it was hard..
hard to hear the beauty of your words..
but i know now what it all means..
you were my winged gift..
and you gave your wings to me..



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RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? - 6/11/2008 8:03:04 PM   
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pleasures denied
never touched your lips with mine
but i know they are softer than the finest silk
never tasted your tongue
though i swear it is sweater than any flavor could match
never looked into your eyes
yet they command me through pictures already taken
never felt your skin
however it would warm my blood at the slightest touch
never seen you unclothed
the mere thought of your glorious nudity sends tremors through me
never felt the strength of your arms
though i know them to be the safest place
never seen the splendor of your manhood
yet i know its magnificence would make any woman fall prey to you
never known your pain
though i willto stand beside you through all of it
never known the pleasure of your torture
the luxury of which could never be measured in gold or diamonds
never felt your lust rising
my heart skips beats at a thought of you lusting after me as well
never felt your love
though i know it would cradle me as a child -
keeping me safe for you and only you.

Sinamynlee


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    RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? - 6/11/2008 8:08:58 PM   
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    I am… 
      
    I'm a long awaited arrival 
    I'm a doctor in despair 
    I'm a dream come true 
    I'm an apple for your blues 

    I'm a slow ride on a long train 
    I'm a lighting strike 
    I'm a long needed caress 
    I'm the sadist to give your pleasure a painful redress 

    I'm a Master of all I see 
    I'm a white knight in shiny armor 
    I'm an old fashion dungeon keeper 
    I'm a savior to set your soul free 

    I'm a banquette for the hungry
    I'm a long cool drink for the thirsty 
    I'm a comfort for your needs 
    I'm a Band-Aid when you bleed 

    I am dog in heat 
    I am a genius when I think 
    I live on the edge of the brink 
    But don't fall 'cause that rush hurts more than you think 

    I play with knives 
    I cut my name in flesh 
    I tug on your leash 
    I play hard like a cat who can spare 9 lives 

    I open up the forbidden doors 
    I let out all the hidden fears 
    I bind with real locks and chains 
    I will put an end to the years of your emotional pain 

    I am the man your mother warned you about 
    I am the one to break your childhood promises
    I have the power to overcome your resistance 
    I am the one to cure your ill remnants 

    If you come along with me 
    I will take you to a place you should see 
    In this place the animals are free 
    … 'cause the animals are me 

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    RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? - 6/11/2008 8:09:05 PM   
    Icarys


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    Thanks to everyone who has posted so far.i appreciate you taking the time.keep it coming.

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    RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? - 6/11/2008 8:11:48 PM   
    Icarys


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    quote:

    ORIGINAL: ResidentSadist

    I am… 
      
    I'm a long awaited arrival 
    I'm a doctor in despair 
    I'm a dream come true 
    I'm an apple for your blues 

    I'm a slow ride on a long train 
    I'm a lighting strike 
    I'm a long needed caress 
    I'm the sadist to give your pleasure a painful redress 

    I'm a Master of all I see 
    I'm a white knight in shiny armor 
    I'm an old fashion dungeon keeper 
    I'm a savior to set your soul free 

    I'm a banquette for the hungry
    I'm a long cool drink for the thirsty 
    I'm a comfort for your needs 
    I'm a Band-Aid when you bleed 

    I am dog in heat 
    I am a genius when I think 
    I live on the edge of the brink 
    But don't fall 'cause that rush hurts more than you think 

    I play with knives 
    I cut my name in flesh 
    I tug on your leash 
    I play hard like a cat who can spare 9 lives 

    I open up the forbidden doors 
    I let out all the hidden fears 
    I bind with real locks and chains 
    I will put an end to the years of your emotional pain 

    I am the man your mother warned you about 
    I am the one to break your childhood promises
    I have the power to overcome your resistance 
    I am the one to cure your ill remnants 

    If you come along with me 
    I will take you to a place you should see 
    In this place the animals are free 
    … 'cause the animals are me 

                            Kalon Eric - March 2001

    That's a great one..lol


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    RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? - 6/11/2008 8:12:48 PM   
    SinLee


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    Very pretty RS :)


    icarys, there's more of mine if you click on my website in my sig, i haven't uploaded them all yet, mostly cause i'm a lazyass :p


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    RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? - 6/11/2008 8:24:51 PM   
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    I see old poetry went over well...  here is another from same era
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    Midnight Song
     
    A gentle sleep caresses my weary mind
    The midnight song plays out under the moon
    It floats along waiting for dreamers to find
    Melody in the essence and comfort in the tune
     
    In my dreams I am home again with the one I love
    I feel her in my sleep though she is gone
    But she returns upon that midnight song
    Like sweet comfort she will always be my home
     
    When love comes easy often passion runs amiss
    The path can be familiar and sensual
    And forbidden fruits taste better when sexual
    Sometimes it’s hard to sort the passion from the bliss
     
    Only when you are lonely and go to bed hungry
    Can you measure the essence of those you truly miss
    Look to your dreams to find who comes to comfort you
    Do you see me there… as I see you?
     
    There are so many to love in this life
    I often wonder how a heart can carry them all
    Like the journey of a river that forever flows to the sea
    I flow with passion’s course nourished by the love that does fit me
     
    In dreams
    I hear the calling
    Visits from lovers gone
    Come to me in the midnight song
     
    Kalon Eirc - March 2001

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    RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? - 6/11/2008 8:27:47 PM   
    Icarys


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    ORIGINAL: ResidentSadist

    I see old poetry went over well...  here is another from same era
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    Midnight Song
     
    A gentle sleep caresses my weary mind
    The midnight song plays out under the moon
    It floats along waiting for dreamers to find
    Melody in the essence and comfort in the tune
     
    In my dreams I am home again with the one I love
    I feel her in my sleep though she is gone
    But she returns upon that midnight song
    Like sweet comfort she will always be my home
     
    When love comes easy often passion runs amiss
    The path can be familiar and sensual
    And forbidden fruits taste better when sexual
    Sometimes it’s hard to sort the passion from the bliss
     
    Only when you are lonely and go to bed hungry
    Can you measure the essence of those you truly miss
    Look to your dreams to find who comes to comfort you
    Do you see me there… as I see you?
     
    There are so many to love in this life
    I often wonder how a heart can carry them all
    Like the journey of a river that forever flows to the sea
    I flow with passion’s course nourished by the love that does fit me
     
    In dreams
    I hear the calling
    Visits from lovers gone
    Come to me in the midnight song
     
    Kalon Eirc - March 2001

    Well done RS..very nice.


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    RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? - 6/11/2008 8:34:07 PM   
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    My muse i know it’s not intentional, it wasn’t how it was meant to be
    i see you’re around and i smile because you just may speak to me
    the thoughts that were hazy all at once become clear
    because thoughts of you remind me that one day, you may be near
    you talk of nothings and everythings and and i realize
    that some moments i can’t even try to look away from your eyes
    you lift me up, my thoughts, my spirits, my mood
    you make me blush every single time you say something lewd
    your voice makes my pulse race as i imagine what else it may say
    your teasing me only makes me want more of you each day
    i sit there drifting off to sleep and you are last on my mind
    i wake and start looking, hoping your words i will find
    never hoping for something flowery, or sappy, per se
    just anything to let me know you thought about me that day
    oddly when i don’t find it, i don’t sit and dispair
    because there’s always tomorrow, and tomorrow you’ll be there
    these feelings course through me, like a flood of joy
    whether you come for me or not, i can’t even play coy
    you’re the reason that i wake right now, the reason to rise
    you’re the reason that i am still okay throught the days goodbyes
    you already know, i wish i could give more but can not
    but for what it’s worth, i’ll keep giving you these words i’ve got
    you are magic to me, you whom i call my muse
    i can only hope one day for me, you will find a use
    a reason such as mine, to bestow affection on me
    to decide to take me, and let me be forever free.

    Sinamynlee


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    RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? - 6/11/2008 8:40:57 PM   
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    ORIGINAL: SinLee

    My muse i know it’s not intentional, it wasn’t how it was meant to be
    i see you’re around and i smile because you just may speak to me
    the thoughts that were hazy all at once become clear
    because thoughts of you remind me that one day, you may be near
    you talk of nothings and everythings and and i realize
    that some moments i can’t even try to look away from your eyes
    you lift me up, my thoughts, my spirits, my mood
    you make me blush every single time you say something lewd
    your voice makes my pulse race as i imagine what else it may say
    your teasing me only makes me want more of you each day
    i sit there drifting off to sleep and you are last on my mind
    i wake and start looking, hoping your words i will find
    never hoping for something flowery, or sappy, per se
    just anything to let me know you thought about me that day
    oddly when i don’t find it, i don’t sit and dispair
    because there’s always tomorrow, and tomorrow you’ll be there
    these feelings course through me, like a flood of joy
    whether you come for me or not, i can’t even play coy
    you’re the reason that i wake right now, the reason to rise
    you’re the reason that i am still okay throught the days goodbyes
    you already know, i wish i could give more but can not
    but for what it’s worth, i’ll keep giving you these words i’ve got
    you are magic to me, you whom i call my muse
    i can only hope one day for me, you will find a use
    a reason such as mine, to bestow affection on me
    to decide to take me, and let me be forever free.

    Sinamynlee



    Ty SinLee..nice website also.


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    RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? - 6/11/2008 10:26:16 PM   
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    Touch me.  Keep me from my fears.
    See me. Save me from being invisble.
    Kiss me. Let me feel alive.
    Leave me. Prove to me I'm right.

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    RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? - 6/11/2008 10:33:32 PM   
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    slave

    You came to me and gave yourself fully
    Passion and manners abound
    Serving up your heart and soul
    Presented in style with feline grace

    When greeting you with sweet flowers
    My gentleman’s welcome lost all restrain
    I felt your beckon call
    My bridled beast emerged

    … in moments the collar was placed
    I receive you as my property
    … you are mine
    I shall take you at my whim… over and over and over again

    And I took you fully, claiming first your respect, then passion and finally pain
    You claimed me too, carving forever a place you call your spot
    We captured an audience with our display
    We charmed our friends with our play

    We had become “we” from the start
    It was a ritual claim in record time
    A Master and his slave
    Just doing their parts

    Beyond my sense of duty
    Or even my aggressive instinct
    Out of love for you
    I wish to give you the parts of me you seek

    You make me feel alive
    You give me peace
    I know you
    I own you

    Kalon Eric - May 2002
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    RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? - 6/11/2008 10:35:13 PM   
    SinLee


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    awww that one's sweet, sweetie

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    RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? - 6/11/2008 10:38:29 PM   
    SinLee


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    used to

    fading from reality
    watching life pass by
    remember when...
    we used to go out
    we used to talk
    we used to make love
    i remember vividly
    nights at the bar
    in depth conversations
    unbridled passion
    i say i'm sorry
    "don't be"
    shouldn't i be?
    aren't you?

    Sinamynlee


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    RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? - 6/12/2008 8:50:20 AM   
    Icarys


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    Great stuff..(all of it)
    i don't follow any traditional structure myself, just enjoy the feeling i get when i'm inspired at that moment to put my thoughts down..thanks for participating everyone..


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    RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? - 6/12/2008 9:00:11 AM   
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    There was an old man from Nantucket......................

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    RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? - 6/12/2008 9:02:24 AM   
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    I went outside of my usual places, and you were there.
    I went outside of my usual places, and you knew me.
    I went outside of my usual places, and you loved me.
    I went outside of my usual places, and I hated you
    Because you were outside of my usual places.

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    RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? - 6/12/2008 9:05:32 AM   
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    Hey! Thought you went to the store!!!

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    RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? - 6/12/2008 9:08:37 AM   
    GreedyTop


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    I'm back, DUH.. you sign off (can I say *snort* now?)


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    RE: Poetry..If that's what you'd call it..Care to share? - 6/13/2008 11:13:40 AM   
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    Roses are red
    Violets are blue
    Some poems rhyme
    And some don't


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