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VOLUPTION DISPARGE

Submitted by Esker on Tue, 2012-02-07 13:47

curveness
done in pretti
aubergene
and l abythe
green as
satans eyes
say shadow
do you sate
what abates
and you call
me babycakes
and melt my
show
like a full decked
fickle whore

and you told me
all you wanted
was more
more
more

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Editing - rough draft

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Esker

Tue, 2012-02-07 13:51

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tired today
and running a few days
behind myself

listening to ADELE Set Fire to the Rain

falling in love with her voice
takes me away from the ordinary
cause escaping is the key for some
escape fore
ever

into the forest heart
the soft hush

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Kailashana2

Tue, 2012-02-07 16:44

Dear man, if ever the creative urge is abated in you, the world will weep into its soft forest heart. Love is fickle whore, so is life. Everything else is up for grabs.

~A

Esker

Tue, 2012-02-07 18:26

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or scratching their ode to the wall hall phone booth etc
up here they were even doing two colour split stencils
of faces and stuff It was very creative
I just smash language together
and forget the rest

Thank You for your inspiration and hope in humanity
in its troubled times

Mr E

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Esker

Wed, 2012-02-08 19:25

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Jack K played football
toured a bit and had a life
and thank god he wrote
his passion

like ours

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Nordic cloud

Fri, 2012-02-10 11:42

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Oh splash.
Emerald gems
with purple gizzards
dragons
wound into a thread
as long as the tow rope
of a wild boat
out at sea

tethered to your mind
with sinews
of taught words
strung on the mattress of
the last night.

Ann..

"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.

Esker

Fri, 2012-02-10 14:04

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I just remember art class
so quiet with everyone sketching
painting or sculpting clay
it was rather unassuming
and college too

I like Neopoet as its active
and vibrant
people that are positive
and upbeat

so much of the world is
dour and cynical
sarcasm coating
the fears

who would want to travel
companion to that?

I would prefer to see a glacial
feild with you
as it would be a glad tiding
adventure for certian!

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Nordic cloud

Fri, 2012-02-10 16:11

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Hearing that a couple have been murdered
just because they cut someone else
off as friends on Facebook,
I know what you mean!!!!
Wow what odd bods.

Yo should come to Rohodltfjellet
not far from me in Telemark
a wave shape of pure rough like sanded stone,
a mountain
and we have walked up
on friction, like walking on the grey waves
and the view.....
Even Erik at then, 86 years old!!
We dare it all.

Yes the concentration of art is intense.
All art.

Ann

"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.

Esker

Fri, 2012-02-10 16:15

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that line is my favourite
and the view

it sounds like you are describing life
with its effort of motion
(For those that are mobile
rolling for others)

I am glad some dare it all
some are fear caught
afraid to move lest they
awake the dragons
the spiders

the red queen

its not that they could
not have been this
way once or forever
they just are sometimes

trigger happy at the fair
and arent we like the smiling
tin ducks
going round about
in the lights
and sun heady heat

Thank You you exist
your artistic soul
is a breath of fresh air Ann

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Nordic cloud

Sat, 2012-02-11 08:58

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I made a bee line for the guns at the fairs
when I was a teenager,
and I shot all those little metal ducks down
and won a whole hoard of cheap china black cats!!!!

One of these I had on my desk
at my big exam as a mascot,
I didn't like it, but just had it there...
never did any good at exams,
got thorough but not with flying colours.
I made the colours fly when I painted instead.

Or when I danced to the trad, Jazz and Rock and Roll
at the art college where I would be so absorbed in the dance,
my long hair flying about my face,
completely concentrated on doing things,
making patterns, with my body and my feet,
ever varying in position,
often ending up with the whole room watching only me
also intensely, that was great fun,
there I was Queen of wild,
yet meticulously controlled, dancing.

They might be drunk by night time,
but I was drunk on dance,
it was as intoxicating as any alcohol could be, for me.
I have never been drunk,
I don't want to be in a stupor,
a moron, a dummy of a human,
I am drunk on life.

Each his choice what? WolfMan.
Ann.

"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.

Esker

Sat, 2012-02-11 12:39

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the warm sun out there now
but the wind biting the exposed flesh
reminding us that we are northerners
How my Twiggs coffee is sweet with
cream and sugar
delicious brew my old intoxicant
and yes at one time I stayed from
the evil gin
would dance in bars with my girl
and listen to the woes and passions
of those need of speaking
to unwind and R&R
the real shakers
and movers
but I have seen those like you
and remember them well
dancing in their dervish
and swirl

Delightful read
Ann
All Fire and Claw
the Wild Queen!!

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Nordic cloud

Sat, 2012-02-11 14:25

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Goin te rite a poem startin Fire and Claw now!!! My big bad Wolf.

I am sipping Pomegranate tea
and wearing bright red
and middle red
and burgundy red
and black
with a cream kind of cardigan.

Good mixing the colours in amounts,
those close to each other
and then adding a spot of contrast.

My friend said,
it doesn't matter what you wear it seems,
as long as the colours are right,
and that doesn't mean
only harmonious,
as I wear lots of-earlier- forbidden combinations
like discords
and feel as if
I am dancing to Jazz once again
as I jauntily step out. Just Ann.

"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.

Esker

Sat, 2012-02-11 14:49

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it does make ones mind wander in a wonderful way
I have TIME OUT by Dave Brubeck amazing cd also!
your colours sound lovely and wonderful Ann

glad You can compose with title prompts

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Nordic cloud

Sat, 2012-02-11 16:06

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I remember loving Take Five when in Bordeaux; while my husband was studying for is PhD I was listening to the French Radio, that helped my French pronunciation.

Music is what poetry is isn't it. Someone has just read and changed my poem to 'tighten it up and cut out the clichés' she said, not sure I agree as all the music seemed to me to disappear. I will send it to you. Love Ann Must away te me bed now. ZZZZ

"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.

Esker

Fri, 2012-02-17 23:32

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when reading Neopoet here at girls
or library Headphones on
the banks of machines people of mulitude
tapping away

I write poetry there or here in the puter room
the tall window chest high looking down
at the parking lot sleeping or the
houses of suburbia snug against the
bottom of the great forested escarpment
and always the sky

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Nordic cloud

Sat, 2012-02-18 04:58

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I re read this and find a most fascinating
puzzle-like conglomeration of things,
thoughts
ideas
images
people,

and we have the great privilege
of 'playing' with the bits
in our minds
learning of so many things
as we read

and bring into the soup of it
our own associations
and experiences
making the whole process
so enjoyable.

Ann.

"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.

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