Re: Extempore , version 2 -- Poetry & Grace

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Date Posted: 01/ 7/10 4:01:34pm
Author: f
Subject: Re: Extempore , version 2
In reply to: f 's message, "Extempore" on 01/ 7/10 2:43:34pm

Extempore

Enron on stockings
slower than on tights.
Beneath the fur edged cuff
hung, it waits over fireplace
for St Nick over night.

A gift certificate,
no expense spared,
for any tatto
of my dreams?
Somethings nothing can compare.

I could see around my eyes
a permanent liner to emphasize,
but I don't think anyone else
could paint it like I can.
Well, I imagine one man.

To pierce my fingers to not loose rings,
or get a tatto that drums ta dum,
that could be worth while.
Ta deum.. to get to the point...
heaven's only a view away.

Maybe I could tatto the Emerald Tablet,
so I wouldn't forget...
what is important to remember.
Seperate the small from large
was it? and recombine... something.

Overwhelms, with oceans waves
to imagine all the recombines man
has done, how often forgetting
how or why next lines are sung.
In the vast sea of inhumanities,

with unperceived perfections of nature,
and mankinds best achievements ,
remember things you know.
know how to forever float.
know how to stay on,

regardless of how reared.
You know how stay on
no matter how it tries to knock you off,
know how to pray.
You remained through turns and twist.

You know how to hang on by roots of teeth,
dig in your claws,
how to inovate.
You don't worry its too late-
that was a billion years ago.

Upon you with the tides is your fate , coming
faster, as well as you know how to lose-
you know even better how to find.
Dig in dark deep a fortune cookie
with a note inside;

Maybe all a poem really is-
a piece of someone's mind.

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Re: Extempore , version 2 -- B, 01/ 7/10 10:07:24pm
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