tales from the murky splurge

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Monday, March 2, 2009

as new tales are spun my belief is challenged, i wonder were you here

the ides of march kneel on the ground, and bow your head i am humble, but to whom pulling up i rise from out my bed this picture painted doom the throat is sore the room is locked and stark its empty echos drip off walls and ceiling towards the door where handle i now grip i tug the door but it... Sign in to see full entry.

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that knowing smile, behind are words so silent she can not say, but she needs not for he knows this sham where knowledge now weeps on its knees to pray. be aware, the dragon has her plan................... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, March 1, 2009

call her stupid, call her blind, memories exist in twine ...

blinded i can see no sign to show and guide me to my home brown your body casts it touch she stands beside you, its too much my body speaks of words untrue this person here is just not you memories jump and drink this curse my smiles are crying this is worse. so love is now the devils daughter so... Sign in to see full entry.

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call her stupid, call her blind,

blinded i can see no sign to show and guide me to my home brown your body casts it touch she stands beside you, its too much my body speaks of words untrue this person here is just not you memories jump and drink this curse my smiles are crying this is worse. so love is now the devils daughter so... Sign in to see full entry.

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butterfly Ball

words from the butterfly maiden. spin and twin your silk will flow to the butterfly ball, really you must go, The spider smiled and said ^what I^, * you know I am not a Butterfly * But the maid blew a kiss and said with a sigh All of us here, whether Bees or Flies inside us there are Butterfliies... Sign in to see full entry.

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SMILE TODAY It will wash the clouds away SHOUT TODAY Is anyone listening SCREAM TODAY I am on top of the mounting JUMP TODAY is anyone looking. Take care and be aware of your friends, Be happy for them when they are happy and feel for them when they are sad. Do not judge them- What is a friend, a... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, February 27, 2009

she is smiling, and giggling to herself, what a difference a day can make

You just do not know that something, even anything can make a huge difference to your day. So yes I am smiling and I am not going to tell you why so can you guess why what is it that would make a huge difference to your day, love you life love you Sign in to see full entry.

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she is smiling, and giggling to herself, what a difference a day can make

You just do not know that something, even anything can make a huge difference to your day. So yes I am smiling and I am not going to tell you why so can you guess why what is it that would make a huge difference to your day, love you life love you Sign in to see full entry.

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what a good day. lets do it do it do it do it do it do do do it it it

Today I danced 100 per cent What a great feeling left alone in my own zone just me and the music. The sun is shining here in sunny spain and it is a good day to kick as.......s. and get the boat in the water spend time with my good friends, eat sandwiches drink beer (champagne) and say mmmmmm summer... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, February 26, 2009

The spider is hungry, so whats cooking in the kitchen

welcome to my ego restaurant where passion sweeps the floor flattery is simmered on a bed of spice and served as the Plat du Jour- Welcome to my ego restaurant today my specials are come back to me with a miss you moment coated in just as you are Welcome to my ego restaurant I have fed you on a... Sign in to see full entry.

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About this Blog

Poetry is about expression of thought. Sometimes the best work is the kind of stuff that just leaps up from within our soul. I write a lot about the murky splurge...This defines a place where we are are given the freedom to bare our souls in word but understand it is between the lines where most truth resides, In a world which has an abundance of love for all to share there is a whirlwind stirring. these words come out of a storm, but reader of my blog, please see although we write about many things, we may just mean another...well that is what the villagers said..... have fun.

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